"It's okay, Miss Taylor. Let me pick it up for you. Trevor stood up to pick up the ball. Since it was boring here, he might as well make five hundred dollars. After all, Bessie was not only beautiful, but she was also kind to him. It was not a big deal to pick up the balls for her. At the thought of this, Trevor no longer felt aggrieved. Bernard and Grant exchanged a glance and snorted. In their eyes, Trevor was more obedient than a dog

He obeyed the m without a s econd thought. Thirty minutes late r, everyone had got ten a little tired. But as t he coach of the b . as pol ite to Maison. They could not afford to off end him at all. Trevor wa s in a pa nic, too. But when he heard what Grant had sai d, he calmed down. Maison worked for his sister. Everyth ing should be fine

"Grant, I don't care if you did it on purpose or not. You have to pay for it, or else I won't allow you to leave this place. Do n't let me ask you again. Who hit the ball just now? Answer me!" . Maison cast a g lance at Bernard and the others. But then, his gaze fell on Bessie and Co rrie, and an idea occurred to him. Sudde nly, a cunning grin appeared on his face