EuropeNovelChapter 1040: Ethan watched everything with a frown, unimpressed by Waldo's behavior. Although he felt nothing more than indifference toward Gracie, he could not ignore her being harassed.
From the sidelines, Brenna shared Ethan's disapproval. Seeing Waldo's shameless flirting made her want to teach him a lesson.
Brenna raised her voice and called out to Waldo, holding up a tennis ball with a challenging grin, "How about a game, Mr. Chapman?" Brenna's invitation pleased Waldo. "Of course," he replied with a smile.
He already had his racket in hand and eyed Brenna with quiet confidence. He was sure she would be no match for his skills. After all, he had plenty of practice and even a few trophies to his name.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtA flicker of concern crossed his mind. He hoped he would not accidentally injure her by playing too aggressively, since that would not be considered chivalrous.
Brenna stood apart from Gracie with her cool confidence. Waldo had no idea about her real identity. He didn't know that, like Rosie, Brenna was also Ernst's...
...sister, so he simply assumed Brenna was scollege student Ethan was messing around with.
Brenna claimed the first serve, stepping into position without giving Waldo a second to prepare. With a sharp, practiced swing, she sent the ball flying and landed it squarely on Waldo's nose.
Waldo was momentarily stunned, his eyebrow furrowed. He quickly realized Brenna was a highly skilled tennis player with expert training.
"Miss Harper, you've got sreal talent on the court," Waldo remarked. He was more curious than upset and was eager to chat with his formidable new opponent.
"You might want to be more careful next time," said Waldo, rubbing his nose, still clueless that Brenna had meant to hit him from the start.
From the far end of the court, Brenna called out, her voice casual, "That was a mistake earlier. I'm new at this, so I barely know what I'm doing. Anyway, Mr. Wilde, hope you're alright." Nearby, Ethan sat back on a bench, sipping from his water bottle, eyes unreadable, looking like he hadn't seen a thing.
Ernst and Lilith, busy on the court next to theirs, exchanged a knowing look. It was obvious even to them that Brenna had done that on purpose, but they didn't say anything about it and began warming up.
Lilith had picked up tennis a while ago, and she could hardly keep up with Ernst. He moved with the ease of someone who'd been coached for years and had medals to prove it, while Lilith managed only average shots. Slowing his pace, Ernst sent the ball gently back, even sharing a few tips with Lilith.
Meanwhile, Waldo served with friendly intent, but Brenna, who appeared to be a novice, was actually quite skilled, as Waldo had noticed earlier. Her seemingly slow movements were highly effective, each smash accurately targeting different parts of Waldo's body.
In less than half an hour, Waldo had been hit about eight times. The last hit had landed heavily on his sensitive area.
Brenna dropped her racket with a flourish and strode over to the m shaded rest area, looking more refreshed than ever.
Ethan met Brenna's gazclean up the mess for you.
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