Chapter 327
Charlotte's eyes turned icy as she said, "Say one more word, and I'll gouge your eyes out."
Simon's female companion, Julie Holt, smirked at her.
"Oh, come on," she sneered. "Acting all high and mighty just because you've got a nice rack? What's the point of having those if you don't want men looking at them?"
Charlotte's expression darkened. "I don't mind people looking. I just hate it when it's people like you. It makes me sick."
Julie opened her mouth to retort, but Simon raised a hand, stopping her. Then, with a smug grin, he said, "Since we're already at the court, how about a match? Four on four, ten serves each. The team with the most points wins."
Leo chuckled mockingly. "What? Charlotte got your ass handed to you last time, and now you want a rematch?"
Julie scoffed. "Laugh while you can. Let's see who's laughing at the end of the game."
Simon smirked at Zane. "What's wrong? Are you afraid to take the challenge?" Zane cracked his knuckles. "Oh, I'd never say no to an opportunity to wreck you." The match started fast. But something was off.
Simon's team didn't send him in right away. Instead, they saved their last player- a well-built man in his mid-thirties for the final round. He was their trump card. Meanwhile, Charlotte turned to Neil. "You sit this one out. Let's save Jack for last."
Neil hesitated but nodded. If Charlotte was confident in Jack, so was he.
The first match started with Leo stepping up, but he got completely wiped out by Julie 10-3.
Pressure mounted on Zane's team. Their only hope now rested on Jack.
As Jack walked onto the court, Julie smirked arrogantly. She was sure she had this in the bag.
Jack, on the other hand, completely ignored her.
But when the match began, Jack's strength was instantly on full display. His first return shot was so fast that Julie didn't even have time to react. The ball shot past her, landing perfectly in bounds.
From the sidelines, Simon's expression stiffened.
"Julie, focus!" he barked.
Meanwhile, Charlotte and Zane exchanged knowing smirks. Jack was full of surprises.
Julie finally realized what was happening. She had underestimated him.
Still, she refused to believe it wasn't just luck. Taking a deep breath, she served the ball herself, hoping to catch him off guard. But the moment she hit it, Jack instantly returned it with a powerful stroke-one so precise it sent the ball sailing out of her reach.
Simon's frown deepened. Even the bystanders started murmuring—this guy wasn't just good. He was on a completely different level.
Julie started to panic. She gritted her teeth and served again. But it was the same result.
In a matter of minutes, the scoreboard read 5-0.
She barely managed to score two points before Jack completely dominated her, 10-2.
The next player on Simon's team stepped up.
A scrawny-looking guy, weak and unsteady on his feet.
He looked harmless, but Jack wasn't about to lower his guard.
The outcome of the match took everyone by surprise-Jack completely wiped the floor with his opponent, winning with absolute dominance.
Now, Simon himself stepped up, his face grim. He had been so sure Jack was just some nobody. But now? He knew better.
Charlotte leaned in toward Jack. "Go all out. Simon hates being underestimated."
Jack didn't need to be told twice.
What followed was nothing short of a massacre.
Simon managed to scrape together two points, but that was all he got. Jack
walked away with an easy 10-2 victory.
Now, only one match remained-their final opponent.
The last player-Kinston Lindell—finally stepped onto the court.
Unlike the others, he wasn't just some rich kid. it was clear he was a seasoned expert. Brimming with confidence, he was going to teach Jack a lesson.
However, the two were locked in an intense battle once the match began. Kingston's steady, calculated approach contrasted sharply with Jack's explosive energy. Check latest chapters at Find★Novel.net
Despite Kingston's extensive experience and refined technique, Jack held his ground, countering with raw power and a deep understanding of the game.