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!”

in school, he wouldn’t mind teaching Tristan a

But no matter.

it the civilized

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

was the center

Even the Class One girls couldn’t help but scream

resentment. He was supposed to be hers; she was the one who

Eighteen was on cloud

to Tristan. “Coach, if you didn’t

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to target Vivienne

the balls to Mr.

ourselves

scored a single point. On the other hand, Class Eighteen, with two

a girl, was a smart strategy. Who knew that you

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

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

four boys looked

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

happily. Vivienne and Percival were

links, but Vivienne’s ball control

the second half. We can win.”

their eyes but didn’t

the second half, Tristan and his team stopped targeting Vivienne and Anna. They finally had some

the second half, the score

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

“My foot!”

a panic. Vivienne hurried over

It

shame!” Charlotte was so angry that she addressed Tristan by

was an accident.” Tristan replied nonchalantly, his

set in a stern mask as she pressed gently against Oberon’s ankle. After she adjusted his sprained bone into place,