The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Chapter 165

Class Eighteen burst into cheers, but the students from Class One didn’t hang their heads in defeat. They just felt utterly embarrassed, especially the four boys who had participated in the game.

Tristan was completely livid, but what really stung was seeing Arabella run towards Percival, who was lounging on a bench with a bottle of water in her hand. “Percival, you must be tired after playing so long. Have a drink. My sister really neglected you.”

Vivienne looked at Arabella, her eyes filled with amusement.

Percival didn’t even bat an eye. With a casual flick of his foot, he kicked a basketball lying at his feet towards Arabella.

Arabella was suddenly tripped by the basketball and fell heavily to the ground, spilling the water all over herself.

“Arabella!” Tristan rushed over to help her up.

“Why do you always treat me like this?” Arabella asked Percival, clearly discontented.

“Just get rid of that ball. It’s filthy.” Percival said indifferently to Logan.

Logan immediately instructed his classmates to toss the ball into the trash, even going so far as to wrap it in

a plastic bag in front of Arabella, clearly indicating that they too found it disgusting.

“Percival, you’re going too far!” Tristan was about to defend Arabella.

“Why don’t you start by apologizing to Coral and Oberon?!” Charlotte said, pointing at Tristan.

“Right! Apologize!” Class Eighteen was united in their anger. Their last gym class had been spoiled by two injuries, both caused by Tristan.

“I won’t accept this!” Tristan refused to back down. “My team was weak. But I didn’t lose!”

The four boys from Class One turned green. Tristan didn’t care; he was too busy pointing at Percival and challenging him. “Let’s have a one–on–one. Whoever scores more wins!”

Percival seemed to regard him as a clown.

“You’re scared?” Tristan’s eyes were bloodshot with madness. He had been humiliated too many times by Percival and Vivienne, and he was on the brink of losing it.

“Mr. Ellington, play him! Knock his teeth out! Let’s see if he dares talk big afterwards!” The students of Class. Eighteen, outraged at Tristan’s arrogance, were egging Percival on.

slightly ruffled shirt, then looked up and smirked.

The appetizer was over.

was time for the

decide who goes first, or toss–up?” Tristan

ball to Tristan. “No need.

rules he had learned from his years with the Brooks family, winning

didn’t know that his nightmare was just

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break through Percival’s

the ball was in Percival’s hands. and then

“Percival, are you

Percival replied indifferently, not bothering to

ball back to him, his aura leaving no room for refusal. “It’s too late! You have to

Tristan was furious.

with intense anger. Today, he was determined to

like before, he couldn’t even see Percival’s shadow before the ball

even though Percival seemed to simply toss the

like his nose

dozen rounds, Tristan was almost falling apart. Percival didn’t even bother to spare him

played… dirty!” Tristan gritted his teeth, enduring the pain all over his

and he fell to

was in so much pain that he almost fainted. He had nothing to say.

the ball at him, his

Tristan was furious.

Percival with eyes filled with fire. “I won’t let you get away with

adding a

Crack!

the sound

held his leg, howling

was startled and rushed over. “What

Tristan over and stepped

so much pain that he was about to pass out. He didn’t want

was a devil. If he didn’t surrender, he would have

at him indifferently, and

other choice. Tristan knelt on the

apologizing to?” Percival