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!”

school, he wouldn’t mind teaching

But no matter.

do it the civilized

easily dribbled past his opponents. He scored

time, he was the center of attention, scoring twenty

Class One girls couldn’t help but scream in excitement

filled with greed and resentment. He was supposed

Eighteen was on cloud

to Tristan. “Coach, if

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necessary to target Vivienne and throw the

the

We shot ourselves in the

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

can you blame Tristan?” Arabella came to Tristan’s defense. “Targeting Vivienne, a girl, was a smart strategy. Who knew

point was clear. The blame

Coach Tristan deliberately threw the ball at Ms. Vivienne instead of his teammates, allowing the other

boys looked

they fell silent. They were

of Class Eighteen, who were cheering happily. Vivienne and Percival were the center of attention. He had

would be the weak links, but Vivienne’s

normally in the second

rolled their eyes

the second half, Tristan and his team stopped targeting Vivienne and Anna. They finally had some scoring opportunities, but Percival and Vivienne’s skills were too formidable, and the score gap

the score gap

while fighting for a rebound. Oberon fell to the ground, clutching his

“My foot!”

of Class Eighteen rushed over in a panic. Vivienne hurried over to check

It was a

that she addressed Tristan by his first

Tristan replied nonchalantly, his attitude

a stern mask as she pressed gently against Oberon’s ankle. After she adjusted his sprained bone