"Do you think he can succeed?"
Stephen glanced at Raymond, who indifferently looked across at Alexander. "Fifty-fifty."
Stephen smiled. "You're quite optimistic about him."
Raymond withdrew his gaze. "Undeniably, he's not ugly."
"That makes sense."
However, Alexander was so regretful. Why was Scarlett here?
Scarlett had played a round and planned to rest. She tilted her head, seeing Alexander standing beside her.
"Hi, Scarlett."
Scarlett unscrewed the cap of the water bottle and took a sip before looking at him. "Mr. Smith, what a coincidence."
She sounded calm, obviously not wanting to bump into him.
Alexander looked back. Stephen and the others were far away from him so that he couldn't see their expressions, but he could guess.
No, he couldn't admit defeat!
"Did you come alone?"
Scarlett smiled faintly at him. "No. There is another person with me. Didn't you see?"
It's stupid to ask her while he knew the answer.
Scarlett had no patience with him.
Alexander smiled awkwardly. "Would you like to join u s?"
"No."
"Raymond is also here. Don't you want to greet him?"
Scarlett looked at Alexander and slightly raised an eyebrow. "Wouldn't it be better not to do that?"
"Well, we just saw you play golf very well. Can you teach Cindy?"
Scarlett glanced at the ball boy who came back with the ball, saying to him, "Thank you. Let's take a break."
After that, she looked at Alexander. "Thanks, but I don't know how to teach people. There are coaches here. I think Mr. James should know better than me."
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