Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 799 Their High School Days

It wasn't hard to spot the arrogant boy because the basketball was in his hands. He definitely lived up to his

arrogance.

The opposing players blocking his path were like an impenetrable wall, trying to stop him at every turn. However, he seemed unfazed, casually dribbling the ball.

With a quick fake, he tricked his opponent, smoothly spinning and dribbling past them. His school jacket that was tied around his waist flared out in an arc.

The word "elegant" came to Emelie's mind. Who would've thought someone could make a sport as intense and aggressive as basketball seem elegant?

He had long limbs and a perfect build, and the look in his eyes as he focused ahead was like that of a leopard- determined, deadly, and unstoppable.

He leaped into the air, aiming the ball at the hoop.

The girls watching gasped, convinced that the shot was secured.

Unexpectedly, the opposing team had a skilled player too. He jumped up and blocked the ball, sending it flying across half the court. The trajectory veered off course, and the ball headed straight for the crowd.

The girls screamed and scrambled to get out of the way.

Emelie could have dodged too, but in the chaos, she got shoved and fell to the ground.

straight toward her, and she instinctively covered her head with her

felt was a pair of arms wrapping around her head and waist, pulling her to the

scent of grass mixed with a crisp, clean

he smelled fresh. That

There was a slight crease in his monolids,

brought them crashing into the sprinkler head

heard the boy

heart skipped a

swung a baton at

"Watch out!"

baton, pinning it down so that the worker couldn't swing it again. At the same moment, he kicked the guy

back hard, clutching his nose, which was now gushing

the corner of his eye, William saw another worker

one hand. At lightning speed, he jabbed it into the worker's abdomen. As the abdomen was full of sensitive organs, the blow left the worker gasping for air, dropping to his knees. The man clutched the spot where the blow had landed, and

the baton like a sword, he still carried the same youthful arrogance and defiance from high school. It was as if nothing in the

taken down two men. The third worker

if he were

he covered his head, only to realize that William was already running toward the gate with Emelie on his

let them escape!" the worker