She Left She Thrived She’s Worth Billions novel Chapter 1232

So, what Shawn was doing right now was...

...being a massively sore loser, right?

Sam scoffed in disgust.

While he wasn't exactly a fan of the arrogant, icy Preston.

As a professional athlete, he had absolute zero respect for a man who demanded a one-on-one match and then bailed when he started losing.

"Whatever you say."

Preston offered a clipped, indifferent reply.

Since the winner didn't care, Sam swallowed his complaints.

The duel that Shawn had so arrogantly initiated ended precisely because he begged for it to stop.

Melanie noticed that long after the whistle blew, Shawn remained collapsed on the hardwood.

Her frown deepened, a profound suspicion gnawing at her.

Something... felt incredibly wrong...

The way he was acting...

Preston approached the crumpled figure, asking mildly,

"Still can't stand?"

Shawn snapped his head up, glaring with intense hostility, and violently shook his head.

"Don't touch me. I don't want your help."

"You're mistaken."

Preston shook his head as well.

"I never offered to help you up."

With that, he stepped right over Shawn's legs and strode calmly back to Melanie's side.

As Melanie handed him a towel, a sudden realization hit her.

Where did Aria go?

Just minutes ago, the woman had been screaming her lungs out, desperate to win Preston's affection.

Now that he was actually back on the bench, it made absolutely zero sense for her not to be the first one throwing herself at him to shower him with praise.

And yet...

Melanie scanned the room, realizing she wasn't standing with Dominic or Gavin Lockridge either.

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