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.

up and smirked. His smile

The appetizer was over.

time for

who goes first, or toss–up?”

to Tristan. “No

bit embarrassed. According to the rules he had learned from his years with the Brooks family, winning was all that mattered, regardless

he didn’t know that his nightmare

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to break

he didn’t even see how Percival made his move. Before he could react, the ball was in Percival’s hands. and then

yelled and covered his face. “Percival, are

bothering

his aura leaving no room for refusal. “It’s too

Tristan was furious.

blazing with intense anger. Today, he was determined to

Percival’s shadow before the ball was taken away. Then

reason, even though Percival seemed to simply toss the ball,

nose was about

Tristan was almost falling apart. Percival didn’t even bother to

teeth, enduring the pain all over his body.

he fell to his

he

Percival threw the ball at him,

Tristan was furious.

glared at Percival with eyes filled with fire. “I won’t

on his leg, adding

Crack!

the sound of his bone

his leg, howling in

startled and rushed over. “What

kicked Tristan

that he was about to pass out. He didn’t want to surrender, but he had no

If he didn’t surrender, he would have his leg truly

off him, glanced at him indifferently, and said, “Kneel!

Tristan knelt on the ground. “I’m

you apologizing to?”