The Charming Ex-Wife

Chapter 585 The Showdown

Lysander reminded Daphne, saying, “Wake up. That’s a minor.”

“I’m not going to do anything. I’m just looking-

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Before Daphne had even finished speaking, the referee whistled, signaling the end of the first half of the competition. As expected, Joseph’s team had the lead.

When it was the second half, things suddenly came to a halt. A long time passed, but the whistle signaling

commencement remained obsolete.

Daphne was somewhat anxious. “What’s going on? What happened?”

A girl beside her explained. “It seems a player on team five has to leave, so they’re short a player.”

“Is that Joseph’s team?”

“No. It’s their rival team.”

Daphne became even more anxious. “Does this mean the basketball competition can’t go on?”

*It depends on whether they can get someone else. But many of those in the senior year have been called back by the teachers, so we can only see if any freshmen or sophomores would come to stand in.”

Right after the girl had said that, a familiar figure appeared at the basketball court’s entrance.

The girls present let out another round of cheer.

Daphne’s brows furrowed. “Does he really have that much free time? Attending the school anniversary is one thing, but he even came to watch the basketball competition?”

Lysander remained silent.

As Josiah walked, he casually unbuttoned his suit jacket.

Then, he undid his tie in a few swift movements and casually tossed his jacket onto a chair at the side of the court. Looking at Joseph, he said mildly, “I heard you’re on the state’s basketball team.”“

Joseph puffed out his chest and lifted his chin. “Indeed.”

Josiah’s voice dropped low. “It seems like they’re short of a player on the other team, and it looks like they won’t be able to get anyone else for a while. How about… I give it a try?”

Joseph had no recollection of the man. But when he heard that, his competitive spirit blazed, “Sure. But do you have a jersey and sneakers? Competing in dress shoes definitely won’t be as convenient as sneakers, and even if I win, it wouldn’t be a fair victory.”

Josiah smiled. “That’s if you win

Upon seeing that, everyone else had no objections either. They merely waited for the break to end before the commencement of the second half of the competition.

in the audience knew was that Josiah previously sat with the

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might

sleeve, whispering, “Does Josiah know

know the

play or even heard

she shook her head honestly.

“No?”

“I don’t know.”

you two as a

dark and unfathomable, and he exuded an aura of calmness before

glanced at him briefly

Beep!

blew the

cold, sidelong glance at

competition, the audience in the stands all held their breaths, not daring to make

first half was all but gone. Most players on the court became mere backdrops, leaving him and Joseph

the basketball court. From the beginning, he expertly dribbled the

the other side was ineffective

it his all, became even more desperate upon seeing the situation. During the first half, he was focused on his technique, maintaining a stylish and brisk shooting posture. But facing off

were at their wits end

from interception to scoring a basket. Finally, he managed to score a point for

cheered, “Holy sh*t, the jerk has some

performance, snapped out of their trance and began cheering him

his sweat, revealing his lean

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still root for Joseph. His youth is his greatest advantage. He

expression remained indifferent, and

it

moment was

was young, and when he charged ahead, he recklessly sent the players on the opposing team flying several meters away on multiple occasions.

his vast experience and calm demeanor. Seizing the opportunities, he could instantly render Joseph’s strengths useless. Then, without

the two men was clearly escalating. After Joseph was dodged by Josiah for the third time, he noticeably lost his balance and stumbled. His knee hit the ground hard, causing him to grimace in pain. It took him a

might get hurt,” Lysander said

They’re all grown men. A little bump here and there is nothing to fuss about. It’s a sports game, so

court had reached fever

no easy prey. He only managed to score a beautiful three–pointer from afar before he was blocked

not exactly suited for vigorous activity. However, once he rolled up his sleeves to his elbows, the muscles on his arms came into view. It gave him an ascetic charm belonging to a

Quite a few of them even crafted animated screensavers cheering for him on their phones, holding them up