55: Humbling Silas Deane

As Eric basked in the astonished silence of the crowd after his perfect shot, a shadow fell over him.

It was Silas Deane, a prominent man known for his skill on the golf course, stepped forward, his eyes glinting with jealousy and contempt.

"You got lucky with that shot," Silas sneered, his tone dripping with disdain. "But let's see if you can keep it up. I challenge you to a game of golf. Winner stays, loser eats grass like an animal. And we know who looks like the animal here."

Eric's jaw clenched at the insult, but boldness burned in his eyes. "You're on," he replied, his voice firm and unwavering.

The crowd murmured with anticipation as Eric and Silas squared off on the green, the tension between them was thick in the air.

"I'll enjoy watching you make a fool of yourself," Silas taunted, his confidence fueled by the cheers of the onlookers.

A smirk tugged at Eric's lips as he raised an eyebrow. "We'll see about that," he retorted, his tone laced with quiet determination.

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