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.

hadn’t recognized him at first. This white-haired guy was none other than the host’s youngest older brother—currently a

was that Jean could run into one just by turning a

had already turned away and was heading for the sidelines, putting more and more distance between them. Jean immediately took a step forward and

“Winston!”

echoed loudly—clear and

look

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

As if.

even looked at girls

they tried,

all. It was like he hadn’t heard

less. Their eyes filled with mockery

spotted the court entrance,

“Winston.”

and called

Everyone froze.

been blank-faced

the hell is this?

around

him by name like

just trying to get

by his name? Who

should look in a mirror… trying to throw herself

He hadn’t expected this girl to be so unpredictable. He couldn’t

had been close since childhood.

the only one here who’d dare joke around

wasn’t reacting, so

this guy deaf or

into Winston’s

like glass frosted with ice—cold, hard, unreadable. His lips

“You talking to me?”

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

slightly. The look in his eyes sharpened. “Is

looked at Jean like she was a

don’t you say I’m your dad

glance,

knew it! She could plot all she wanted, but Winston

cheered, delighted by Winston’s blunt

like that. Whiny and annoying… she

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