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

But no matter.

do it

and easily dribbled past his opponents. He

the center of attention,

Eighteen cheered. Even the Class One girls

was supposed to be hers; she was the one

half–time, Class Eighteen was on cloud nine, looking at Class

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

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it necessary to target

passed all the balls to

We shot ourselves in

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 knew that you

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

Tristan deliberately threw the ball at Ms. Vivienne instead of

four boys looked

and they fell silent. They were

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

weak links, but Vivienne’s ball

play normally in the second

eyes but didn’t say

They finally had some scoring opportunities, but

the second half, the score gap had widened

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

“My foot!”

in a panic. Vivienne hurried

It was a serious

you have no shame!” Charlotte was so angry that she addressed Tristan by

was an accident.” Tristan replied

she adjusted his