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.

guy was none other than the host’s youngest older brother—currently

downside of having too many older brothers was that Jean could

for the sidelines, putting more and more

“Winston!”

echoed loudly—clear

around turned to look

her type before. Bold, shameless, thinking that calling

As if.

never even looked at girls

matter how hard they tried,

react at all.

expected nothing less. Their eyes

up. She quickly spotted the court entrance, slipped in,

“Winston.”

and called him again,

Everyone froze.

been blank-faced up until now,

is this? Is she

around the fence

so shameless, calling him by

to get

Calling him by his

should look in a mirror… trying to throw herself at him like

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

Winston, Rylan came from a prestigious Blairford family. The two had been close since

one here who’d dare joke

wasn’t reacting, so she called again.

guy deaf or

floated right into Winston’s ears.

like glass frosted with ice—cold, hard, unreadable. His lips curved into a faint smirk. His expression was striking, but

“You talking to me?”

polite.

The look in his eyes sharpened.

in a cold arc, and he looked at Jean like she

you say I’m your dad while you’re

her another glance,

plot all she wanted, but Winston doesn’t

girls cheered, delighted

clingy girls who act all close like that. Whiny and annoying…

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