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!”

weren’t in school, he wouldn’t

But no matter.

it the civilized

his opponents. He scored layups,

he was the

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

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

cloud

Class One complained to Tristan. “Coach, if you

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necessary to target Vivienne and throw the

only is Ms. Vivienne unscathed, she even passed all the

We shot ourselves

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 by twenty

to Tristan’s defense. “Targeting Vivienne, a girl, was a smart strategy. Who

blame lay with the four boys, who

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

boys looked

glared at them, and they fell silent. They were

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

had thought they would be the weak links, but Vivienne’s ball control and Anna’s scoring abilities

normally in the second half. We

rolled their eyes but

second half, Tristan and his team stopped targeting Vivienne and Anna. They finally had some scoring opportunities, but Percival and Vivienne’s

score gap had widened

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

“My foot!”

rushed over in a

swollen. It was

she addressed Tristan by

was an accident.” Tristan replied nonchalantly, his attitude

face was set in 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