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!”

weren’t in school, he wouldn’t mind teaching Tristan a

But no matter.

do it

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

he was the center

scored, Class Eighteen cheered. Even the Class One

was supposed to be hers; she was the one who

cloud nine, looking at

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

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target Vivienne and throw the ball

Not only is Ms. Vivienne unscathed, she even passed all the

We shot ourselves

they hadn’t scored a single point. On the other hand, Class Eighteen,

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

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

ball at

four boys looked

they fell

Eighteen, who were cheering happily. Vivienne and Percival were the

but

in the second half.

eyes but

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

through the second half, the score gap had widened

for a rebound. Oberon fell to the ground, clutching his ankle and crying

“My foot!”

Members of Class Eighteen rushed over in a panic. Vivienne hurried

It was

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

accident.” Tristan replied nonchalantly, his

ankle. After she adjusted his sprained bone into place, the pain seemed to lessen, but