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 teaching

But no matter.

would do it

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

no time, he was the

Eighteen cheered. Even the Class One

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

on cloud nine, looking at Class One

One complained to Tristan. “Coach,

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target Vivienne and throw the ball at

Vivienne unscathed, she even passed all the balls to Mr. Ellington, and we didn’t score a

shot ourselves in

actions were disgraceful, and they hadn’t scored a single point. On the other hand, Class Eighteen, with

defense. “Targeting Vivienne, a girl, was a smart strategy. Who knew that you

but her point was clear. The blame lay with the four boys, who couldn’t

threw the ball at Ms.

boys

Tristan glared at them, and they fell silent. They were intimidated

were cheering happily. Vivienne and Percival were the center of attention. He

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

normally in the second half. We can

eyes but didn’t say anything

Anna. They finally had some scoring opportunities,

the second half, the score gap had widened to sixty

and injured Oberon while fighting for a rebound. Oberon fell to

“My foot!”

a panic. Vivienne hurried

swollen. It

you have no shame!” Charlotte was so angry that she addressed Tristan by his first name,

Tristan replied nonchalantly,

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 he could