Iris Seys stood in front of Finley Sutherland, watching him cap the bottle of water, and spread her hands, "Can you cheer up now? You've had the water. How about a smile?"
In response, Finley shoved the bottle back into her hand with an indifferent expression.
This person is really...
A freak!
Finley took the tennis racket from Ryan Seys's hand, giving Derek a cold glance, "Continue."
Derek looked at Finley, feeling the chill and hostility in his eyes.
They had just met for the first time, so where was the hostility coming from?
"Again?" Ryan Seys stepped forward, "Finley, are you serious? We've been playing for so long, let's take a break. It was supposed to be a friendly match."
Finley looked coldly at Derek, his gaze swept towards Ryan Seys, "Are you friends with him?"
The implication being, they met for the first time — how could they be friends? Where did the friendly match come from?
Ryan Seys was at a loss for words, and with a glance, signaled to his sister.
