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 Tristan

But no matter.

it

his opponents. He scored layups, dunked, and hit

no time, he was the center of attention, scoring

he scored, Class Eighteen cheered. Even the Class One girls couldn’t help but

with greed and resentment. He was supposed

Class Eighteen was on cloud nine, looking at Class One

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

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said so. Was it necessary to target Vivienne and

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

ourselves

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

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

The blame lay with the

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

four boys

at them, and they fell

Eighteen, who were cheering happily. Vivienne and Percival were

but

play normally in the second half. We can win.”

rolled their eyes

Vivienne and Anna. They finally had some

second half, the score gap had widened to sixty

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

“My foot!”

a panic.

It was a

was so angry that she addressed Tristan by his first name, omitting the

accident.” Tristan replied

ankle. After she adjusted his sprained bone into