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!”

they weren’t in school, he wouldn’t mind teaching

But no matter.

it the

the ball and easily dribbled past his opponents. He scored layups, dunked, and hit

time, he was the center

cheered. Even the Class One girls couldn’t help but

He was supposed to

was on cloud nine, looking at Class One with

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

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Was it necessary to target Vivienne and throw the ball

she even passed all the

We shot ourselves in

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

Arabella came to Tristan’s defense. “Targeting Vivienne, a girl,

her sentence, but her point was clear. The blame lay with the

that Coach Tristan deliberately threw the ball at Ms. Vivienne instead

boys

at them, and they fell silent. They were

Vivienne and Percival were the center of attention. He

links, but Vivienne’s ball

normally in the second half. We

their eyes

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 remained

the second half, the score gap

for a rebound. Oberon fell to the ground,

“My foot!”

in a panic. Vivienne hurried over to

It was a serious

shame!” Charlotte was so angry that she addressed Tristan

was an accident.” Tristan replied nonchalantly,

his sprained bone into place, the pain seemed to lessen,