Chapter 448


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    Haley made a quick dodge to the side.


    The speed was so unexpected that I couldn''t hold back a burst ofughter.


    While still chuckling, I grabbed the remote she''d tossed aside, "What are you so scared of? It''s just a remote."


    Haley''s face turned from red to white, clearly upset.


    I had already turned on the TV, getting back to the game. It was a nail-biter, tied at 8-8, approaching match point. The next score would be crucial. "Get out!" Haley suddenly snapped at me.


    I didn''t put down the remote but aimed it at her. "Chill out, let me watch the game. We can talk after."


    Admittedly, I was teasing Haley a bit, but I genuinely wanted to watch the game.


    While most people were into pop stars and movie celebrities, I had a different taste. I was all about this girl on TV ying table tennis. Her journey from underdog to champion was just so cool!


    Haley surprisingly quieted down after that, and I threw in a challenge, "Let''s make a bet. Guess who wins, and I''ll grant you any wish, no matter what it is."


    "Really?" Haley asked, skeptical.


    "You can record it," I said, just as the game resumed and the other yer scored a point. I looked at my favorite yer, trailing by a point, then asked Haley again, "Well, you betting?"


    Haley didn''t respond, unsure whether she didn''t believe me or just couldn''t make a guess.


    Sports weren''t her thing. She was more about beauty and lifestyle influencers.


    But in that moment, with a stunning return, the score was tied again at 9-9.


    I was both excited and nervous, ncing at Haley, "Only two points left. If you don''t guess now, you''ll miss your chance."


    The yers called for a timeout.


    Just one minute.


    I turned to Haley, who was staring at me with aplex look in her eyes, hard to read.


    "Once the timeout is over, if you haven''t guessed, you''ll lose your chance," I reminded her.


    Haley snorted, then smiled, "Felicia, if you want to make a deal, just say it. Don''t hide behind some silly game."


    ying smart with the naive is a waste of time.


    "If you don''t take the opportunity, then let it be," I said, turning back to the game.


    The yers sat in their corners, focusing intensely, a sight of solitary beauty.


    As the lights brightened, signaling the end of the timeout, Haley spoke up, "Do you really mean it?"


    "The timeout''s over, you''ve missed


    your chance. No talking until the game''s done," I warned her, then turned my attention back to the game.


    "Felicia, you wouldn''t dare..."


    "Quiet!" I cut her off, pointing at her.


    She red at me, frustrated, butplied.


    Turning back to the TV, the yers resumed their rapid exchange, driving the small white ball back and forth.


    The crowd erupted into cheers as my favorite yer scored, bringing the score to 10-9. One more point, and the victory was hers.


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