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 mind teaching Tristan

But no matter.

would do it the civilized

past his opponents. He scored layups,

was the center of attention, scoring twenty

scored, Class Eighteen cheered. Even the Class One girls couldn’t help but scream in excitement

greed and resentment. He was supposed to

was on cloud nine, looking at Class One

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

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Was it necessary to target

passed all the balls to Mr. Ellington, and we didn’t

We shot ourselves in the

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

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

didn’t finish her sentence, but her point was clear. The blame lay with the four boys, who couldn’t even guard one

the ball at Ms.

four boys looked

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

who were cheering happily. Vivienne and Percival were the center of attention. He had underestimated Vivienne

had thought they would be the weak links, but

normally in the second half. We can

their eyes

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

half, the score

Oberon while fighting for a

“My foot!”

a panic. Vivienne hurried over to check on

swollen. It was a serious

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

was an accident.” Tristan replied nonchalantly, his attitude

she adjusted his sprained bone into place, the pain seemed to lessen, but there was