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!”

wouldn’t mind teaching Tristan a lesson his

But no matter.

do it the

dribbled past his opponents. He scored layups, dunked, and

no time, he was the center of attention,

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

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

was on cloud nine, looking at Class

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

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to target Vivienne and

unscathed, she even passed all the balls to

shot ourselves

was silent. Tristan and his team’s actions were disgraceful, and they hadn’t scored a single point. On the other hand,

Tristan’s defense. “Targeting Vivienne, a

blame lay with the four boys, who couldn’t even guard

ball at Ms. Vivienne instead of his teammates,

four boys

and they fell silent. They were intimidated

Eighteen, who were cheering happily. Vivienne and Percival

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

play normally in the second

eyes but didn’t say

had some scoring opportunities, but Percival and Vivienne’s skills were too formidable, and the score gap

second half, the score gap had widened to

eyes flashed with malice. He deliberately fouled and injured Oberon while fighting for a rebound. Oberon fell to the ground, clutching his ankle and crying out

“My foot!”

a panic. Vivienne hurried over to check

It was a

she addressed Tristan by his first name,

an accident.” Tristan replied nonchalantly, his

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 there was no way