Chapter 125

Chapter 125 Embarrassing To Lose

Kendrick went to the office in the morning to settle some work, and the original schedule in theafternoon was supposed to be a meeting with a company president from Jeahron.

However, the other party was unable to attend the meeting due to some inconvenience. Hence,Kendrick had some spare time in the afternoon.

After checking on Alex’s homework in the afternoon, Kendrick noticed the pleasant weather anddecided to bring Alex to play at the tennis court.

Alex had taken an interest in tennis after attending elementary school.

Joyce then found an instructor who would come to their place and conduct lessons twice a week. Aftermore than a year, Alex had learned to play quite well.

However, with Kendrick as his opponent, Alex was only inviting defeat.

All three siblings from the Solace family played tennis really well.

Thus, Kendrick would not show leniency toward Alex just because his son was still young.

After a few rounds, Alex’s face was flushed, and he was sweating profusely. Just picking up the tennisball exhausted Alex, who kept panting heavily.

When Alex saw his father being calm and collected, he lost his temper and threw the racket angrily onthe ground. “I quit!”

“Pick it up.” Kendrick pointed to the racket on the ground.

His voice was very gentle, but his tone left no room for objection.

Alex pouted his lips stubbornly. After a while, he replied reluctantly, “I’m tired. I need to rest!”

Kendrick then said, “Pick it up. Alex, don’t make me repeat it for the third time.”

It was a long standoff between Alex and Kendrick before the little boy eventually bent down and pickedup the tennis racket.

Kendrick’s expression gradually softened a little.

He then took a bottle of water, walked toward Alex, and opened the bottle cap before handing it to theboy.

Before Alex reached out to take the bottle, he hesitated for two seconds as he stared into his father’seyes. Then, he lifted his head and gulped the water down quickly.

Kendrick frowned slightly and reminded him, “Drink slowly.”

Alex drank half of the water in the bottle before handing it back to Kendrick.

As he tightened the bottle cap, Kendrick asked, “Can you tell me what you did wrong?”

Alex pondered for a while before he murmured, “I shouldn’t have thrown the racket.”

Kendrick wiped the sweat off Alex’s face with a towel. “Although you appeared to throw a racket, inreality. you threw your manners away. Losing a match is normal. It’s not embarrassing at all. However,it’s embarrassing if you can’t afford to lose.”

Alex pondered what his father said as if he understood what Kendrick meant.

After a while, he pouted and said, “But I don’t want to lose.”

Kendrick replied, “If you don’t want to lose, you should practice hard and defeat your opponentsaccording to your abilities.”

“It’s not that easy!” Alex scoffed inwardly.

Alex was still feeling upset when he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure. He waved excitedly aftertaking a closer look.

“Uncle Chris!”

After hearing Alex’s shout, Kendrick turned around to replace Christopher walking up to them after enteringthe

tennis court.

Once Christopher was near them, Kendrick asked, “Weren’t you in Romdale? Why did you comeback?”

Christopher pinched Alex’s face and said, “So you’re allowed to spend the weekend, but I can’t?”

He then glanced at the racket in Alex’s hand and asked, “How about a match?”

The last time both brothers played tennis together was when Christopher was still in college.

Kendrick said, “Come on.”

Christopher took off his shirt and threw it aside, wearing only a white undershirt.

After he took the racket from Alex, he picked up the tennis ball on the ground. Seeing that Kendrickwas ready, Christopher arched his body like a bow as the green tennis ball shot out into the air like anarrow, creating a long, green swirl behind it.

The serve was so strong that he did not intend to give his opponent any chance at all.

Christopher’s temperament was similar to his playing style. With immense confidence and pride, hewould usually attack and completely subdue any opponent that he faced. Despite that, Christopher wasextremely weak and useless in defense.

Kendrick knew Christopher’s techniques and skills well. He also saw Christopher was already in a foulmood ever since the latter arrived at the tennis court, which was why he had mentally prepared himselffor the strong attacks. Thus, he returned the ball flawlessly.

Likewise, Christopher was familiar with Kendrick’s playing style.

Kendrick was a meticulous and tenacious person who was used to both offensive and defensive play intennis. He could only try his best to resist and wait for the ideal moment to strike while facing such astrong offensive opponent as Christopher.

However, if both parties were evenly matched, time and physical strength were key factors indetermining the

winner.

It was evident that Christopher, who was in his twenties, had a huge advantage over Kendrick, whowas already in his forties.

After half an hour of high-intensity exercise, Kendrick’s stamina was clearly wearing thin. Meanwhile,Christopher was drenched in sweat to the point that he could even wring a bucket of sweat from hisundershirt, but his form still appeared powerful, as if every cell in his body had been activated.

The ball whizzed past the racket in Kendrick’s hand and finally landed on the ground far away.

Panting, Christopher smiled and said, “Ken, it’s fine to admit defeat if you can’t win against me.”

Alex chimed in, “That’s right! It’s not embarrassing to admit defeat; it’s only embarrassing if you can’tafford to lose. You’re awesome, Uncle Chris!” Alex then gave Christopher two thumbs-ups.

Kendrick was speechless.

After leaving the tennis court, Christopher returned to his room to take a shower before heading to thestudy. to look for Kendrick.

It was as if Kendrick expected his brother to come looking for him as he made coffee and waited forChristopher.

After sitting down, Christopher picked up the cup of coffee, observed the dark, golden color of it, andtook a whiff of the scent before taking a sip of the freshly brewed coffee.

Despite being slightly bitter, the aftertaste was mellow and smooth.

After setting the cup down, Christopher leaned lazily against the chair and casually stretched his long.slender legs before saying, “The reason you sent me to Romdale isn’t as simple as temporarilyreplacing Mr. Foster, is it?”

“Oh?” Without making any changes in his expression, Kendrick sipped the tea and said, “Do tell mehow hard it is.”

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