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 lesson his

But no matter.

would do it the

past his

he was the center of attention, scoring

Class Eighteen cheered. Even the Class One

Percival’s graceful figure on the court, filled with greed and resentment. He was supposed to be hers; she was the one who gave him

half–time, Class Eighteen was on cloud nine,

boys from the Class One complained to Tristan. “Coach, if you didn’t want

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to target Vivienne and throw the

she even passed all the balls to Mr. Ellington, and we

We shot ourselves

were disgraceful, and they hadn’t scored a single point. On the other hand, Class Eighteen, with two girls

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

The blame lay with

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

boys

Tristan glared at them, and they fell silent. They

members of Class Eighteen, who were cheering happily. Vivienne

but Vivienne’s ball control and Anna’s scoring

normally in the second half. We can win.”

boys rolled their eyes but

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

the second half, the score gap

with malice. He deliberately fouled and injured Oberon while fighting for a rebound. Oberon fell

“My foot!”

over in a panic. Vivienne hurried over to check

swollen. It was a serious

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

an accident.” Tristan replied

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