The reporters began to whisper amongst themselves.
"MI6 is very secretive and never appears in public. Could it be that they won't show up this time?"
"Maybe they're afraid of losing face, so they're not coming."
"The hype on the internet is at an all-time high. Almost all netizens and fans are following this game."
"If they don't come... it would be more embarrassing than losing."
"Yeah! MI6 will be called cowards!"
The reporters were constantly taking pictures and recording videos with their cameras.
Short videos were being updated every few minutes, almost all of them about the game.
Regardless of how small the media outlet was or whether it was just a short video posted online, their followers skyrocketed.
Comments and likes were unprecedentedly high.
It seemed like netizens from across the empire were following this event with great enthusiasm.
With only five minutes left until the start of the game, MI6 still hadn't arrived yet. Everyone was becoming increasingly impatient.
"Hey manager! Are they not coming? If they don't come, we'll go back to training!"
"Yeah, why don't we just continue practicing?" Two players had already yawned and were ready to leave the court when suddenly a cold voice rang out, "There are still three minutes until the start of the game. We are not late."
All eyes turned towards where Franklin stood at the entrance wearing his blue-and-white uniform as he strode confidently towards them with his team members behind him.
Almost immediately everyone recognized him as Franklin - he exuded an aura that could not be ignored; his demeanor was cold but fierce; his gaze bold yet arrogant; wherever he went he always stood out from everyone else in some way or another.
He wore a blue-and-white basketball jersey that hugged his muscular frame tightly while emphasizing every curve on his body - making one's imagination run wild about what lay beneath those clothes... The color blue usually connotes coolness but when worn by Franklin it made him look even more intimidating than usual.
His handsome face betrayed no emotion but one could sense that he possessed immense power which influenced everyone present there!
"Franklin?"
"It's Franklin!"
"Why is he wearing MI6's jersey?"
"Isn't he the CEO of SouthStar Airlines?"
"Isn't he the CEO of Maskelyne Group?"
"Why is he here?"
Many people were discussing in whispers.
And those reporters went crazy, continuously taking pictures of Franklin and his team behind him.
The manager of Club Ritter couldn't help but tremble a little. Franklin actually join the match himself?
It wasn't until all the MI6 team members walked up to him that he reacted and spoke as if waking from a dream, "Mr. Maskelyne, is a small game worth your personal participation? It seems that MI6 has no one else available."
"Are you afraid now that I'm on the court?" Franklin mercilessly sneered, "Otherwise why are you so afraid of me playing?"
The manager's face sank slightly, "Mr. Maskelyne misunderstood me. I'm just worried about Mr. Maskelyne getting hurt and blaming us at Ritter Group for not respecting you."
"Cheap respect can never compare to winning with strength on the court." Franklin's imposing manner was overwhelming as he disdainfully glanced at both the manager and Club Ritter's players.
Your Ritter Group is strong but my MI6 isn't bad either!
There were many fans of Club Ritter players present who were shocked when they saw it was actually Franklin who came onto the court.
Especially some female fans who were also fans of Franklin usually screamed louder than ever after seeing their favorite boss play basketball at this moment.
They directly abandoned their original loyalty to their own Ritter Group players and turned towards MI6 instead.
"Oh my god! The mysterious leader of MI6 is actually Franklin?!"
"Ahhhh! My heart is going to explode!"
"Go go go!"
Brayden's family-of-four sat in front row seats with Sylvia sitting lazily in her seat with a slight smile on her lips,"Mrs. Wright, I don't know how good his basketball skills are but what I do know... is Franklin never fights without confidence."
Mrs. Wright remained calm after experiencing so much recently, "I trust in Franklin."
Both Brayden and Jenna had towels and water ready for Frankin; they prepared them beforehand.
As soon as whistle sounded...
The game officially began. The players from Club Ritter had already planned to take out the scoring guard first. Franklin, the spoiled brat, was not a concern and was just there for show.
So the three of them went to intercept MI6's scoring guard.
Bang! A loud noise!
The guard was knocked down by them directly and fell heavily on the court.
Suddenly! The scene fell silent, everyone shocked by what they had just witnessed.
After a moment of hesitation, the commentator shouted, "MI6's guard has been injured just three minutes into his debut! Referee! Was this foul play or reasonable interception?"
The referee immediately snapped back to reality and began analyzing the situation seriously. "There was no foul play."
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities
I just started to read this because it said it is "finished". Np I am stuck on the middle of it. What it is all about?...
there is update for quite while....
Please update. I still hope to finish this story. I really like it....
Story says complete but it is incomplete...
please let franklin and sylvia back together. thanks...
Update please. Any chance of more than one update a day? Thankies....
Is there no chance of getting more than 1 chapter a day please?...
I hope his not getting parasite love poison too. And get untangle with other women....
I'm just wondering is this the last chapter? I know that this book is not finished but it does say completed. I love it and don't want it to stop just like that....