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Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress novel Chapter 217

217 Practice makes perfect

[Flashback

A few nights ago, Atlas woke up earlier than usual. He slowly sat up, scratching his head, realizing he was waking up not on his bed. Seeing his family sleeping soundlessly in the family room, the initial panic in his heart quickly dispersed

Right,he told himself, glancing at his second brother sleeping on his side. Slater suggested that we’d sleep together.” 

Atlas was so tired that he fell asleep as soon as the movie started. A sigh slipped past his lips as gloominess crept into his heart. Thinking about his first practice game with the basketball team, he felt pathetic. He gained this new respect toward Hugo and his teammates, but at the same time, Atlas knew he would drag the entire team down

But I can’t take back what was said now, can I?he wondered, gazing at Hugo before Atlas quietly slipped away

Atlas stretched for a bit and walked out of the family room

It was still early, but he could already hear some chefs from the kitchen. The smell of coffee also. wafted through his nostrils. But Atlas wasn’t truly the type to eat right after waking up; he wasn’t like Penny. Hence, Atlas went out for a morning walk. Fortunately, even though some of his muscles ached, it wasn’t as severe as he imagined

For some reason, Atlas found himself in the little basketball court the team set up in the mansion

Picking up the ball, he gazed at it and sighed

Basketball is harder than I thought,he mumbled, snapping his eyes to the ring. Atlas shot the ball, but the ball bounced off the ring. His face twitched, jogging to get the ball

Again, Atlas tried shooting it from where he was, but to no avail

How come it’s not going in?he wondered, casting the huge basket full of balls. He dragged it closer to him and practiced shooting

Each ball would either bounce off the ring or completely miss it. There were times when the ball would circle the ring before it would fall off

How do they even shoot it?he frowned, thinking the basketball team would even score even. with others blocking them. Yet, Atlas didn’t even have anyone to stop him from scoring, but he kept missing

Because you’re doing it all incorrectly.” 

Suddenly, Charles’s voice rang from the side. Atlas intuitively turned his head, only to see hist father smiling. The first thing he saw was Charles’s bed hair, making it appear his terrible haircut look worse

Charles placed down his mug of coffee on the ground and approached. He picked up a ball on 

217 Practice makes perfect

the way, stopping beside Atlas

You should hold the ball like this, treat the ball as an extension of your bodyhe explained, standing in position with the ball up. and then shoot it.” 

When Charles jumped a little, he tossed the ball. Before the ball could even go into the ring, he faced Atlas with a grin

You don’t just throw the ball like an arrow. This is not a baseball.” 

The moment the last syllable rolled out of his tongue, Atlas caught the ball enter the ring from the corner of his eyes. Both father and son slowly turned to the ball, watching it bounce on the ground a few times

See?Charles chuckled. Son, you might not be athletic, but this should be easy for you. You liked studying, and this is almost like it.” 

Atlas glanced at his father before he wordlessly picked the closest ball to him. Let’s see, he said, mimicking the position his father did, but to no avail

The ball still bounced off the ring

Haha! That’s okay!Charles tapped his shoulders mildly. That pose is much better, so if your keep practicing, you’ll eventually control your body and the strength of your shooting.” 

Atlas glanced at his father dejectedly before he sighed. Dad, how come you’re also good at this?Because I’m perfect!” 

Never mind I asked.” Atlas slid his eyes to the corner.

Seeing Atlas’s reaction, Charles frowned deeply. Atlas, you’re hurting your father’s feelings!z And Charles’s shamelessness was hurting Atlas

Fine, fine! Back in the day, we don’t have the things you guys have. So, back then, playing sports is the only way to kill time. I used to play basketball when I was around your age with my friends,Charles summarized. At one point, I even thought I wanted to be an athlete.” 

Then why did you change your mind?” 

Well, let’s seeCharles rubbed his chin and laughed. Because your grandfather and I aren’t on good terms, and he doesn’t want me to play for a living” 

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