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.

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

already turned away and was heading for the sidelines, putting more and more distance between them. Jean immediately

“Winston!”

echoed loudly—clear

around turned to look at Jean, their expressions instantly

before. Bold, shameless, thinking that

As if.

even looked at girls like

how hard they tried,

at all. It was like he

nothing less. Their

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

“Winston.”

called him again,

Everyone froze.

blank-faced up until

is this? Is she

around

him by

to get his attention.

infuriating. Calling him by his name? Who does

look in a mirror… trying to throw herself

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

been close since childhood. Same class, played ball together, hung out all

who’d dare joke around with

Winston still wasn’t reacting, so she called

this guy deaf

clear voice floated right into Winston’s ears. He

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

“You talking to me?”

innocent and polite. “Yeah. That’s your

slightly. The look in his eyes sharpened.

a cold arc, and he looked at Jean like she was a bug on

you say I’m your dad while

her another glance, he turned and walked off

could plot all she wanted, but Winston

cheered, delighted by Winston’s

all close like that. Whiny and annoying…

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