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

But no matter.

do it the

easily dribbled past his opponents. He scored

no time, he was the

Class Eighteen cheered. Even the Class One girls couldn’t help but scream in excitement for

the court, filled with greed and resentment. He was supposed to be hers; she was the

was on cloud nine,

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

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it necessary to target Vivienne and

Not only is Ms. Vivienne unscathed, she even passed all the balls to Mr.

shot ourselves in the

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

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

blame lay with the four boys, who couldn’t

at Ms. Vivienne instead of his

four boys

fell silent. They

the members of Class Eighteen, who were cheering happily. Vivienne and

but Vivienne’s ball control and Anna’s

play normally in the second

their eyes but didn’t

and Anna. They finally had some scoring opportunities, but Percival

the score gap had widened to sixty

for a rebound. Oberon fell to the ground, clutching

“My foot!”

over in a panic.

It was

you have no shame!” Charlotte was so angry that she addressed

accident.” Tristan replied nonchalantly, his

a stern mask 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