When The Family Reads The Fake Heiress Mind

Chapter 6

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.

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

that Jean could run into one just by

and more distance between them. Jean immediately

“Winston!”

sound echoed

to look

type before. Bold, shameless, thinking that calling

As if.

even looked at girls

matter how hard they

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

expected nothing less. Their eyes filled with mockery and

the court entrance, slipped in, and cut

“Winston.”

head and called him again, clear as

Everyone froze.

who’d been blank-faced up until now,

hell is

girls around

calling him by

trying to get

him by his name? Who does she think

mirror… trying to

out loud. Aren’t you gonna say something?” Rylan smirked. He hadn’t expected this girl to be so unpredictable.

been close since childhood. Same class, played

who’d dare

reacting,

this guy deaf or

right into Winston’s ears.

unreadable. His lips curved into a faint smirk. His expression

“You talking to me?”

polite. “Yeah. That’s your name. Am

creased slightly. The look in his eyes

curled in a cold arc, and he looked at Jean

I’m your

glance, he

all she wanted,

delighted by Winston’s

act all close like that. Whiny and annoying…

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