Chapter 1045 ying a Trick


    Soon afterwards, Scarlette was back. She put the pair of ck sneakers on the floor. Santiago waved


    at Raeleigh.


    "Come here."


    Raeleigh had no idea what he was up to. When she came closer, Santiago held onto her shoulder as


    he put on his sneakers. He treated Raeleigh as if she were mere railings in order to keep his bnce.


    Raeleigh gave him a grumpy look. She looked unusually annoyed.


    After putting on his shoes, Santiago did some warm up exercises. Then, he made his way to the


    basketball court. Raeleigh and Scarlette tagged along. There was quite amotion when they


    reached the court. Everyone was cheering for Santiago. A sea of onlooking crowds could be seen


    encircling the court at that moment.


    "Take a seat," Santiago said as he motioned Raeleigh and Scarlette to head to the seating area. The


    girls nced around the court. Then, they made their way to the seating area.


    Quite a number of yers could be seen standing at the court by then. Raeleigh noticed that the


    members of the two opposing teams were already there to get ready for the match. One team was d


    in ck, while the other was d in red. As both teams exuded the same level ofmanding


    presence, she had no idea how the match would y out.


    Raeleigh looked at the design blueprint on her cell phone. She reckoned no further improvement was


    required. However, Jepherson insisted that she had it reviewed once again, especially the interior


    section of the car and the color palette. He told her that reviews were necessary, unless she was


    absolutely certain that her designs were impable.


    Raeleigh heeded his advice. She had been scrutinizing the blueprint.


    Raeleigh had an unusual fault in her character. She possessed a tendency to think that her designs are


    wless. However, she could be rather critical when it came to reviewing other designers'' works.


    This had been bothering her for quite some time. However, she did not make a fuss about it.


    She believed that nothing was perfect. She realized that her inability to spot ws in her own designs


    could be indicative of her own ipetence. She believed that great designers


    should instantaneously be able to tell which parts of their work needed improvement.


    In contrast, average designers tended to nitpick other designers'' works instead of identifying the ws


    in their own designs.


    While Raeleigh was looking at her cell phone, Scarlette rubbed her hands excitedly in anticipation of


    the match. She was so exuberant that she felt like dashing into the court and being part of the match.


    Raeleigh lowered her head and said, "This is a basketball match, not a wrestling match. Why are you


    so charged up?"


    "I don''t think you''d ever get it," Scarlette said as she waved her off. She did not bother to exin as


    she reckoned that Raeleigh was not on the same wavelength anyway.


    Raeleigh then continued looking at her phone while Scarlette kept cheering. Soon afterwards, the


    match started. Raeleigh raised her head and watched intently as one yer grabbed the basketball


    and attempted to dribble the ball and score. As Santiago snuck a nce at them, Raeleigh raised her


    hand and made a gesture to him. Bewildered, Santiago shed a smile. Then, he turned around and


    looked at the court as the opposing team yer attempted to shoot.


    Raeleigh kept her cell phone and directed her gaze towards Santiago. Whenever Santiago looked at


    her, she made the same gesture to him.


    Puzzled, Scarlette asked, "That gesture, what does it mean?"


    "Keep fighting!"


    "I thought it meant, ''you can do it'',"Scarlette said. She made a simr gesture to Raeleigh, who then


    rolled her eyes at her and said, "Are you sure about that?"


    "Isn''t that so?"


    "No, it isn''t."


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    While they were talking, Zorion walked into the seating area alongside Deanna. Two seats were


    unupied in the front row. Raeleigh was not sure if someone had deliberately left them unupied.


    Zorion walked towards Raeleigh and sat beside her while Deanna took another seat.


    "Hi, Raeleigh. d to see you," Deanna said as soon as she took a seat. Raeleigh replied with a smile,


    "Yeah. I didn''t want toe, but Scarlette insisted that I shoulde along."


    Deanna blushed and said, "Likewise, I''m just keeping my brotherpany."


    Raeleigh did not respond to Deanna''s remarks. She looked at Zorion and said, "Well, let''s enjoy the


    game."


    "Alright," Zorion said with a smile as he gave Raeleigh a light-hearted look. Then, he turned around and


    looked at Santiago. It was quite a rare sight to behold, to find Santiago d in sports attire, and in ck


    to boot. The girls were ooh-ing and aah-ing as they caught sight of him.


    On the other hand, Deanna had been staring intently at Santiago.


    There were a lot of spectators. Raeleigh had a feeling that most of them were more interested in the


    yers than the match itself, especially those who looked infatuated.


    Raeleigh nced at her cell phone before directing her gaze towards Santiago. She was interested in


    how the match yed out. However, Zorion paid more attention to her than the match itself.


    Raeleigh was aware. Nheless, she feigned nonchnce. Not that she could tell Zorion off anyway.


    The first half of the game ended. Santiago walked out of the court. Raeleigh remained seated. As much


    as Deanna wanted to greet Santiago, she held herself back. She was worried that Santiago would be


    displeased.


    As soon as the crowd dispersed, Raeleigh got up and walked towards Santiago to hand him a bottle of


    water and towel.


    Santiago took the towel and wiped his face before turning around to drink some water. While he was


    drinking, he looked at the center of the court. "Look, those two yers right in front," Raeleigh said. "I


    think they will y a trick on you in the second half of the game. You''d better watch out."


    While Raeleigh was talking, she walked closer to Santiago and adjusted his attire.


    Santiago snuck a nce at Raeleigh''s delicate face while he was drinking water. "I saw them talking


    about the movement of your legs, twice," Raeleigh said. "Their gaze suggested that they are up to no


    good. You tend to overlook your opponents. But you''d have to y along. Maintain the same dribbling


    technique in the second half of the game but don''t shoot. We''re going to be so proud if we win. Come


    over here, I''ll exin."


    While Raeleigh was talking, Santiago put the water bottle on the ground. Raeleigh whispered in his ear


    as he lowered his head. Then, he wiped his face and looked at Raeleigh as he made his way to the


    court. "Well, this girl knows a thing or two about basketball," he said.


    Raeleigh was bewildered. Frowning with displeasure, she said, "What''s with your flippant attitude


    whenever I''m being serious?"


    "Well, I can''t take you seriously, can I?" Santiago said as he chuckled. Raeleigh grabbed the water


    bottle and said, "Be sure to heed my advice."


    "Alright then," Santiago said. Then, he walked towards the center of the court. Raeleigh turned around


    and watched as he made his way to the court. As soon as he reached the court, she headed straight to


    the seating area, carrying the water bottle and towel. She stared at the court intently as she waited for


    the second half of the match tomence.


    At the court, Santiago could be seen getting ready for the match.