Chapter 36 His Basketball Skills Are Lacking

Philip sighed, his hand still on his head. "If we played for another two hours, I'm sure he could knock me silly!"

Chloe burst out laughing at Philip's words. "His aim does suck," she said, trying to console him. "Don't be mad. He only hit you several times. Later, you can lead the guys and make his purse flat. Get him to buy us a membership card for that Japanese restaurant, and we'll eat there for a month."

Philip's eyes lit up at the thought. To get back at Grant for his earlier mischief, he rallied his basketball buddies, and they made a beeline for the expensive dining spot.

After a long day, Chloe dragged herself back to the Martin Mansion, utterly exhausted. She flopped onto the sofa, hugging her knees, and started to complain. In her hometown in the Northwest, she'd been known for her boundless energy; Nicholas had even affectionately called her a monkey, because she used to run every day without feeling tired. But since moving to Sovereign City a month ago, she hadn't exercised much, and today's basketball game had really taken a toll on her.

Michael, who had finished work early, noticed her state and sat down next to her, curious. "Chloe, what did Grant have you do today?"

"We played basketball," Chloe said, rubbing her aching waist.

As Michael learned about their basketball session, a look of surprise crossed his face. Given Grant's prowess on the court, Michael assumed Chloe must have struggled. He remembered the few times he had played with Grant himself, often finding his legs like jelly after just picking up the ball.

basketball, right?" Michael asked, expecting some praise

his stamina, his skills are pretty bad," she complained. "His shooting is terrible he kept hitting one of my classmates.

went astray, always

own experiences. He was about to ask her more when Grant, fresh from a shower and dressed in clean clothes,

bad aim and hurting your friend," Grant said, his tone surprisingly sincere. "I got

eyes widened at this, clearly

lazily got up from the sofa, dragging her tired legs, and said, "I'm

her way upstairs, Michael approached Grant, clearly

just chuckled. "What's the deal? My basketball skills suck now, and my aim's

speechless. What was Grant

to her room to sort through the bags she'd bought today. She had

up at the sight of the expensive, beautiful bags. While helping Chloe organize, she couldn't help but gush, "Mr. Martin

nodded, examining a new leather purse. "Yeah,

this generous to any other girl," Mia remarked casually to Chloe, their familiarity evident. Chloe didn't take her words to heart. "Just a few bags? Is

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