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!”

he wouldn’t mind teaching Tristan a lesson

But no matter.

do it the

ball and easily dribbled past his

no time, he was the center of attention,

time he scored, Class Eighteen cheered. Even the Class

greed and resentment. He was supposed to be hers; she

Class Eighteen was on cloud nine, looking at Class One

to Tristan. “Coach, if you didn’t want

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

is Ms. Vivienne unscathed, she even passed all the balls to Mr. Ellington, and

We shot ourselves in the

silent. Tristan 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

didn’t finish her sentence, but her point was clear. The blame lay with the four boys, who couldn’t

at Ms. Vivienne instead

boys looked

and they fell silent. They were intimidated by his malicious

looked at the members of Class Eighteen, who were cheering happily. Vivienne and Percival were the center of

had thought they would be the weak links, but

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

rolled their eyes but

stopped targeting Vivienne and Anna. They finally had some scoring opportunities, but Percival and Vivienne’s skills were too formidable, and the score

score gap had

He deliberately fouled and injured Oberon while fighting for a rebound. Oberon fell to the ground,

“My foot!”

over in a

was swollen. It was a

angry that she addressed Tristan by

was an accident.” Tristan replied nonchalantly,

against Oberon’s ankle. After she adjusted his sprained bone into place, the pain seemed to lessen, but