The Fake Son Is A Billionaire Young Master

The day Jeff had grown up knowing Edward's group of friends and how they all played the part of nice kids.

Before he made friends with Trent and the others, Edward was not really a facade master, but he soon turned into avery evil person.

When he was younger, Edward was an avid basketball player as well, but he gave up after receiving the illness diagnosis. However, it appears that he re-joined them after taking the college admission exam.

"Do you think we can defeat them?" Following the departure of Edward and

“his team, the haughty teammate who had insulted Jeff inquired. Jason is his name. "Sparrow team isn't a joke." "Question your ability," Jeff said, turning to Liam who was discussing.

something with Jamie. "Guys, let us head home." ~The D-Day~ "The Championship round’ was going to start in thirty minutes.

Jeff dared not undervalue the Sparrow team—not even Edward. The Sparrow squad is not to bad, he had seen them play multiple times.

They are really excellent, in fact.

Although Jeff knew it would not be

simple, he was determined to succeed: He intends to demonstrate his strength to those who doubted him.

Prior to the start of the match, Jeff saw Edward.

“Brother, do not push yourself too hard" As he passed Jeff, Edward remarked, "The best team will undoubtedly win.

Push himself too hard? He's just going to show him what he is good at.

As the competition got underway, Jeff noticed a familiar face in the crowd. He could not have misidentified that person, even if he was on the field.

‘With a smirk on his lips, Jeff slowly

blinked his eyes. Tonia must have come to support her boyfriend.

Excitement was in the air as everyone prepared for the decisive match.

Brimming with arrogance, the Sparrow team strode onto the court.

‘Trent smirked "Today, we will show the world why we are the true champions. Eagle team? More like feathered losers!" "Talk is cheap, Sparrows. We'll let our actions do the talking on the court" Drake replied, not bothered by Trent's arrogance.

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The referee blows the whistle, and the

intense face-off commences, Strong at first, the Sparrow squad ‘mainly depends on individual talent.

Driven by his deep-seated animosity towards Jeff, Edward took an aggressive aim at him.

The majority of the crowd, who were avid sports fans, were whispering among themselves, and even the referees could not help but look at the Eagle team. Their best player was injured and his replacement was just a skinny boy.

‘The Sparrow team has been playing for solong if not because of luck, why would a novice team like the Eagle team play the final match with the

Sparrow team? — How could a group of beginners compete in such a high-level competition? "Watch out brother," Edward said to Jeff as the ball landed in Jeff's hand.

"I am not here to have fun," Jeff declared with a self-assured smile. "I might injure you but then, my blood flows in your veins." Jeff dribbled the basketball a few times, his skills on full display.

And with a powerful jump, he dunked the ball into the net, kicking off the game for Sparrow.

While the crowd watched Jeff and HI team play, the only noises audible from: the court were the squeaking of shoes.

At that moment, Jeff didn't look like a beginner. He looked like a seasoned professional who had been playing basketball for years.

"Don't you think Jeff looks more athletic as he plays? Oh God, he's too good," Jamie whispered to Liam.

"He has always been athletic though," Liam replied, a smile tugging his lips.

"You didn't tell me he's this good. I ‘would have invited more friends to come."

"1 obviously did say he was good," Liam whispered back, not sparing her a glance. His gaze was fixed on Jeff, whose talents were captivating the audience.

Even the referees were unable to look away from the young man. Simply put, he was too good.

He dribbled past his opponents quickly, moving with deliberate and fluid movements.

The Sparrows’ conceit and individual efforts are beginning to be overshadowed by the Eagles’ cooperative playstyle as the game goes on.

Jeff, displaying his exceptional skills