The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Chapter 164

Percival scored a basket, and a cheer erupted from the seniors on the sidelines.

Tristan gritted his teeth in frustration. He glanced at Vivienne and Anna as a cold glint appeared in his eyes before whispering something to the other four players on his team.

The four boys hesitated, but under Tristan’s pressure, they had no choice but to agree.

From then on, Tristan and his crew started to single out Vivienne and Anna, taking advantage of their petite frames and deliberately body–checking them.

Tristan, in particular, seemed to enjoy humiliating Vivienne. Instead of passing to his teammates, he made a point of aiming the ball at her face.

“That’s low!” Faye, who was cheering from the sidelines, was livid. Her scar had long since healed, thanks to Vivienne.

And ever since, she had been much happier. This was the first time she had been angry since her recovery.

“Have you no shame?” Charlotte shouted at Class One team. “Picking on girls! What a display of ‘strength“!”

Class One looked embarrassed. They, too, thought Tristan’s actions were distasteful.

Arabella, however, scoffed and said, “The court is a battlefield. You aim for your opponent’s weakness. As long as it’s within the rules, it’s fair game. It’s just a strategy.”

She did have a point, and Class Eighteen was left speechless.

“Look at Ms. Vivienne!” Faye suddenly shouted excitedly.

On the court, Vivienne easily dodged her opponents, no matter how hard they targeted her.

She cast a glance at Tristan, effortlessly caught the ball, and passed it to Percival.

She raised an eyebrow and spoke softly, “Percival, they are bullying me. Will you teach them a lesson?”

Ah, the perks of having a fiancé. She had someone to fight her battles.

Percival’s face darkened the moment Tristan began targeting Vivienne.

“Sure, I’ll teach them some manners!”

in school, he wouldn’t mind teaching Tristan a lesson his

But no matter.

it the civilized

and easily dribbled past his opponents. He scored layups, dunked, and

no time, he was the center of attention,

the Class One girls couldn’t help but scream

with greed and resentment. He was supposed to be hers; she was the one who gave him

Eighteen was on cloud nine, looking at

four boys from the Class One complained to Tristan. “Coach, if

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said so. Was it necessary to target Vivienne and throw the ball

unscathed, she even passed all the

We shot ourselves in the

and his team’s actions were disgraceful, and they hadn’t scored a single point. On the other hand, Class Eighteen, with two girls on the team, were leading

“Targeting Vivienne, a girl, was a smart strategy. Who knew that you four couldn’t

blame lay with the four boys, who

Tristan deliberately threw the ball at

boys

up!” Tristan glared at them, and they fell silent. They were

were cheering happily. Vivienne and Percival were the center of attention. He had underestimated Vivienne and

weak links, but Vivienne’s

play normally in the second half. We can win.”

boys rolled their eyes but

finally had some scoring opportunities, but Percival

the score gap had

a rebound. Oberon fell to the ground, clutching his ankle and crying out in

“My foot!”

over in a panic. Vivienne hurried over to

was swollen. It was a serious

was so angry that she addressed

Tristan replied nonchalantly, his attitude

as she pressed gently against Oberon’s ankle. After she adjusted his sprained bone into place, the pain seemed to lessen, but there was no way he could