Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress

Chapter 899: Imagine it as a watermelon

WHISTLE!

As soon as the whistle blew, all cheering and distractions stopped. Everyone's eyes were fixed on the ball the referee tossed into the air. Max and Atlas, standing in front of each other, bent their knees, their eyes locked on the ball.

Both men jumped as high as they could, but it was clear that Max's jumping ability was superior. He soared like a massive wave, his shadow overlapping Atlas's body.

For Max, time seemed to slow down as his mind raced with thoughts while he reached for the ball.

'Should I take it? Pass it? Hold it? Pass it?' he wondered repeatedly, knowing Hugo was there, ready to steal the ball if Max didn't secure full possession.

His heart thudded nervously, afraid that one wrong decision could lead to the team's failure. Max might still be confident, but he wasn't as naïve as he was twelve years ago. In the end, he clenched his teeth and grabbed the ball, holding it securely as his feet landed on the floor.

"Woooh! Go, Max! Our first point for this second quarter, here we go!"

The crowd erupted in cheers, many assuming that the first point of the second quarter was about to happen. However, Max held on to the ball as soon as Atlas blocked him, guarding him with his arms spread wide.

"Just what are you guys thinking?" Max grumbled through gritted teeth, his eyes scanning the area. "This isn't going to work unless Hugo is the one guarding me!"

As soon as Max shouted, he dribbled the ball hard and forced himself out of Atlas's defensive reach. He only needed to bluff Atlas, and that was enough to get past him.

"Haha!" Max laughed as he sprinted toward their basket, eyes fixed on his goal. He could feel Atlas trying to catch up, and he saw Hugo trying to get past the two other players guarding him in the corner.

DING!

The sound of a point being scored rang through the court. Max stopped in his tracks, staring at the basket in surprise.

"Kyah!!! Senior Max!"

first point

Go, Team

up! We're

were the first time he had scored a point. The

small smile,

with anxiety, sensing the intensity of his opponents' determination. But now that they had shown him their skills wouldn't suddenly

Hugo's hands. "Team,

he had been before. Even when he knew he was better and winning, he didn't look down on his rivals or opponents anymore, because Atlas and the

like in the first quarter, they were able to block Hugo,

guys..." Slater ground his teeth, watching as Zoren, Dean, and even Jonathan remained ineffective in this quarter. He clenched his hands into tight fists, tempted to jump from his seat and storm onto the court to

were starting to feel hopeless again. Even though some hadn't lost hope, what they were watching

calm down," Haines remarked, only to hear Slater harrumph. "Just calm down. Look at your dad."

furrowing his brows. Listening to

Nina and Benjamin, who had also heard Haines, turned their eyes toward Charles. Charles was standing in the

Charles not being pleased with the situation. However, his children and those who knew him would know that he wouldn't just stand quietly if this situation upset him. He would act just as Slater was

all just watch this quietly," Haines advised, casting a sidelong glance at Penny.

and

They should have known that the Piersons never take their eyes off each other because they know none of them should be

was still upset, but he kept it to himself, watching the game

And then, it happened.

team. His eyes briefly landed on his sons and then

it," he whispered to

he dribbled, he surveyed the players around him.

for their opponents to