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

But no matter.

would do it

ball and easily dribbled past his opponents. He scored

time, he was the

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

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

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

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

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it necessary to target Vivienne and throw

is Ms. Vivienne unscathed, she even passed all the balls

ourselves in the

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

you blame Tristan?” Arabella came to Tristan’s defense. “Targeting Vivienne, a girl, was a smart

The blame lay with the four boys, who

threw the ball at Ms. Vivienne instead of his teammates, allowing the other team

boys looked

up!” Tristan glared at them, and they fell silent. They were intimidated by his

who were cheering happily. Vivienne and Percival

would be the weak links, but

in the second half.

rolled their eyes but

targeting Vivienne and Anna. They finally had some scoring opportunities, but Percival and Vivienne’s skills were too formidable, and the score

the score

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

“My foot!”

Class Eighteen rushed over in a panic. Vivienne hurried over to check

was swollen. It

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

accident.” Tristan

as she pressed gently against Oberon’s ankle. After she adjusted his sprained bone