It didn't matter how jealous the male students felt as they had already long accepted that fact.After all, Leon Batton was not only rich, but he was also handsome. Compared to him, the rest of them seemed inferior.Under the guidance of the coach, the two classes completed their warm-ups.“Today, you are going to work on your three-step shots. Divide into two teams and start practicing once you’re finished with warming up,” the coach announced.“Yes, Coach,” the students replied before doing as told.“What are you looking at, Leon?” Lynette Batton questioned with her head cocked sideways while gazing at her brother.He didn't reply and merely stood staring at one particular spot where a small figure stood. That figure returned his stare and was none other than Hannah Roland, the mystery girl.Hannah stayed in the corner and gulped. She didn’t expect to be in the same physical education lesson as Leon, but was happy enough with the coincidence and being in the same place as him.

‘What on earth are you thinking, Hannah Roland? Why would Leon look at someone as insignificant as you?’ Hannah thought to herself with a shake of her head, followed immediately by a facepalm.She was hoping that would stop her from thinking such nonsense. She was just a regular girl. Why would Leon pay any attention to her?Many other girls looked prettier than her in the sports stadium.Who was she to compare?After Hannah regained her composure, Leon Batton made another successful shot. Then, his burning gaze was directed at her once again.That made her gulp nervously. She wasn’t imagining it at all. Leon was looking at her for some inexplicable reason.Apart from her, several observant girls also took notice of that, and soon enough, gossip started spreading among them.“No way! I saw Leon looking toward that direction after making that shot!”“Oh? I heard that basketball jocks tend to look at the object of their affections after making a shot. Could it be?”“You’re rig

“Hmph! Can't do much in school, but I’m warning you. You’d better be careful these days!” the girl warned with her arms crossed as she stalked up to Hannah Roland.She poked Hannah’s chest with her index finger before strutting away.Hannah teared up a little as she watched her leave.The girl was right. She didn’t deserve Leon Batton.School ended after the physical education class.On the way home, Lynette Batton wouldn’t stop asking her brother questions.“Are you planning to pursue that girl, Leon? You can’t hold back anymore, can you? You acted so indifferently previously, but it seems like you’re only human after all,” she said as she grabbed his arm and teased him relentlessly.“Why do you love gossip so much?” he sighed.“It’s not that I love to gossip in particular. It depends on the topic of said gossip!” Lynette clarified with a chuckle.She paused momentarily before continuing to speak.“Leon Batton, the cold prince of the school, has developed feelings for a girl

Leon Batton was speechless.Lynette Batton stopped asking since her brother didn’t bother replying to her, resuming to eat her delicious breakfast.***Leon drove his sister to school in his sports car.The siblings headed straight to class after the car was parked, with Leon walking faster than usual.He broke into a grin upon seeing the toast at a corner of his table.“Tsk, tsk, tsk. Just as I thought,” Lynette couldn’t resist saying when she saw his eyes glowing.“Ahem,” he coughed softly, hastily straightening his face.After that, he sat down and picked up the toast. It would be his first taste after receiving so many slices before. He tore a piece off and put it into his mouth.It was an ordinary toast, but he tasted some sweetness after chewing a few times.After school, they hurried home to practice the song they dedicated to their grandfather upon realizing that his birthday was fast approaching.They put in a lot of effort since it was a song for their beloved gran

Leon Batton nodded before heading into the fitting room to change into the midnight blue tuxedo. Xyla Quest and Lynette Batton were sitting on the couch when he walked out. They seemed pleasantly surprised by his look and smiled in satisfaction.“Woah! You look like a completely different person!” Lynette gasped out as her eyes widened.“Looks like I’ve got good taste,” Xyla declared proudly.“Yes, Mommy. You do have good taste in clothes. I would have to learn from you,” Lynette complimented her mother.Xyla studied her son, thinking that he looked even more distinguished after changing into formal attire. He exuded a more grounded vibe, giving him an impressive presence compared to his usual school uniform.With money, clothes could change a person's entire appearance and impression.“Don’t bother trying the other outfits. We’ll go with this one,” Xyla said to the sales assistant with a thoughtful expression.***The day of Wilson Batton’s birthday party arrived in the blin