"Not yet? That can't be true, right?"
"You must be kidding, there's no guy who could refuse someone like Maeve?"
"Exactly, Julian Fairchild must be blind."
"Why not pursue someone else? There's plenty of fish in the sea!"
They all spoke up, defending Maeve Lane.
Compared to them, Maeve appeared much calmer, her voice low, "Alright, let's not talk about this anymore, let's go another round."
…
"Maeve Lane is here again, you guys take a look!"
"What's there to see? Look at how long she's been chasing Fairchild, has he ever reacted to her?"
"Exactly, still having the face to show up here? If it were me, I'd definitely be too embarrassed to be here."
"There's no other choice, some people just have thick skin."
Maeve had some errands tonight, so she was a bit late. Usually, she would arrive before they began their training, but now she was late.
Everyone had already started doing basic dribbling and other basic routine exercises.
