The gym was a frenzy of cheers as the basketball finals raged on—until the energy shifted. A group of men dressed in sleek black suits strode into the arena, their presence commanding attention like storm clouds rolling in. They weren’t carrying weapons, but their arrival had the same unsettling air. Instead of guns, their hands gripped large boxes.
Curious stares followed them as they moved with precision, heading straight for the bench where Adrian’s team sat. The moment the boxes hit the floor in front of the seven players from Harrow International School, the entire crowd seemed to hold its breath. Lips parted, eyes widened—especially among the high school players.
Adrian stood up, unfazed, a slight smirk playing on his lips. "Appreciate it, gentlemen," he said smoothly.
The men sim
