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

But no matter.

would do it

his opponents. He scored layups, dunked, and

time, he was the center of attention, scoring

cheered. Even the Class One girls couldn’t

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

Class Eighteen was on cloud nine, looking

the Class One complained to Tristan. “Coach, if

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to target

passed all the balls to Mr. Ellington, and we

ourselves

silent. Tristan and his team’s actions were disgraceful, and they hadn’t scored a single point.

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

was clear. The blame lay with the four boys,

our fault that Coach Tristan deliberately threw the ball at

four boys

them, and they fell silent. They were intimidated by

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

thought they would be the weak links, but

second

their eyes

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

the score gap had widened to sixty

flashed with malice. He deliberately fouled and injured Oberon while fighting for a rebound. Oberon

“My foot!”

over in a panic. Vivienne

It

so angry that she addressed Tristan by his first

accident.” Tristan replied

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