The Fake Son Is A Billionaire Young Master by Morningale

Chapter 14 How-about-a-deal-brother 2

"Can he even play? "I doubt hes capable of holding a ball." The teammate who had spoken earlier spoke up once more, his face showing concern and contempt. "We are not going to win against that haughty team at this rate." "What do you think you are doing? Why are you so rude?" Jamie interrupted, glaring at the teammate who instantly stopped talking.

‘The members’ faces were marked with worry. They were just an ordinary team that was fortunate enough to make it to the championship round, and their opponent is one of the top teams in Arty City, supported by wealthy families.

Jeff, however, was unconcerned with their looks. Without giving them a sidelong glance, he strolled by.

With a smile on his face, he picked up the ball off the ground. He strolled over to the three-point line and threw the ball from there.

Right in front of everyone, the ball went through the hoop. They stared with wide eyes, unable to believe what they saw.

They all stared in amazement as Jeff picked up the ball once more and displayed some incredible basketball skills.

"He is good, I told you," Liam boasted.

"When he plays, he tends to lose his

I Drake saw that Jeff was talented when they played

to him, and they practiced until dusk fell, They were rounding up ‘when some

set down his bag and walked over to the group of people. "What are you doing here? You had better go if you came here to stir up trouble!"

== He laughed, and so did the

of shit, Trent" Drake scoffed. "If we win..." "Edward, is that not your former brother?" A voice interrupted abruptly, startling Jeff out of

their gazes locked

fake Son." He did appear

thought he went to his

at Edward

that Edward's

Jeff, he became

spreading across his

confident. "I had no idea you

abot me that you are unaware of." "These losers were not deceived by you,

pathetic friends used deception