Ma'el quite agreed with him, but not entirely. Just in terms of money, winning this championship could earn him a tax-free bonus of 300,000 pounds.
A pure gold medal?
He could buy quite a few 1kg gold bars.
"Want to go touch the trophy?"
He asked aloud. Not far away, the players' families were taking photos with the trophy.
"Sure." Clément's eyes lit up. He had long wanted to see the honor that 24 professional teams were fighting for, and if he could touch it, it would be an honor for him.
"Brother, hold me!"
Eva stretched out her arms toward Ma'el, wanting her brother to pick her up. Being a child in a group of adults, she had to jog to keep up when others walked a little faster.
Ma'el laughed and picked her up, running ahead to the trophy, making Eva chatter nonstop along the way.
After Evans and his family finished taking photos, he picked up the trophy and handed it to Uncle Clément, then took a photo with Eva in his arms.
