When the Family Ch 6

Chapter 6 A Public Claim

On the far side of the field stood a tall chain-link fence, enclosing an entire basketball court.

The sound of basketballs hitting the ground echoed nonstop.

“Ahhh! He’s so hot!”

“This is my first time seeing him in real life, oh my God!”

“Why is he playing here?”

“I heard the high school court is under renovation, so he came over…”

“Hurry, take some pictures. He looks amazing…”

A group of girls crowded near the fence, excited and practically trembling.

Jean curiously looked over—

On the main court, the boys moved like living beams of sunlight—quick, sharp, radiant.

The one who stood out the most was the boy currently dribbling down the court. He was tall, effortlessly good-looking, with pale skin and striking features—like a wildflower blooming bright and bold in the middle of a forest.

Most eye-catching of all was his head of white hair—so surreal it looked straight out of a manga.

Jean froze. And in that very moment of distraction, the basketball suddenly flew over the fence and struck her right on the head—

Thud!

Jean thought she must not have checked her horoscope this morning. It was one thing after another today.

She’d been hit by a basketball. Again.

Luckily, it didn’t hurt too bad.

Good thing she had a hard head.

“Winston, you’re insane! That shot was way too high!”

“Go check on the little girl, man. You probably hurt her.”

The white-haired boy narrowed his eyes lazily. “Too much work. You go.”

Winston?

Jean’s eyes flew open.

at first. This white-haired guy was none other than the host’s youngest older brother—currently a

of having too many older brothers was that Jean could

more and more distance between

“Winston!”

sound echoed

around turned to look at Jean, their

her type before. Bold, shameless, thinking that calling Winston’s

As if.

never even looked at

hard they tried, it never

enough, Winston didn’t react at all. It was like

expected nothing less. Their

didn’t give up. She quickly spotted the court entrance,

“Winston.”

and called

Everyone froze.

Winston, who’d been blank-faced up

the hell is

girls around the

shameless, calling him by name like

to get

his name? Who

mirror… trying to

gonna say something?” Rylan smirked. He hadn’t expected this girl to be

had been close since

was the only one here who’d dare joke

reacting, so she called again.

this guy deaf or

right into Winston’s ears.

hard, unreadable. His lips curved into a faint smirk. His expression was striking, but

“You talking to me?”

little pecking chick. She looked innocent and polite. “Yeah. That’s your name. Am I not

look in his

a cold arc, and he looked at Jean

say I’m your dad while you’re

glance, he turned and walked off

could plot all she wanted, but Winston doesn’t fall

delighted by Winston’s blunt

act all close like that. Whiny and annoying…

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