The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Chapter 392

In the spectator stands, Kenneth silently nodded in approval. To counter a nasty move, one had to fight back with the same level of grit.

“Captain Kenneth, have you noticed? This year, Hawk seems different,” his teammate whispered sidelong.

Kenneth nodded. “Yeah, they remind me of the squad that took home the championship six times in a row. Looks like their so-called ‘import’ is that same coach from back then.”

“Darn, that makes things tricky.”

Kenneth scratched his nose. “What’s there to worry about? My bro’s got game. If we stick to his playbook, we’re golden.”

With Percival in their corner, Kenneth felt fearless.

Elsewhere, Percival and Vivienne kept a close eye on the match.

“Aaron’s skills have improved,” Percival noted.

Vivienne’s lips curled into a smile, “He was always good, just lacked the right synergy. A few pointers, and he figured it out himself.”

Percival eyed Vivienne with a hint of jealousy. “Vivienne, don’t praise other guys in front of me.”

“Fine, I’ll praise him behind your back.”

“That’s not allowed either.”

Vivienne pinched Percival’s cheek playfully. “Mr. Wolf, no sulking now.”

Percival pressed his lips, choosing to respond not with words but with a bold move that left nothing to the imagination.

“Damn! The coach just kissed his fiancée!”

“Talk about spicy! This is live. Aren’t they worried about the audience?”

Kenneth clenched his teeth in disgust. “Such an indecorous woman, still seducing my brother!”

Callum clicked his tongue. “Captain Kenneth, they’re engaged. How does that have anything to do with seduction?”

“Just shut up.”

Kenneth’s focus shifted as Aaron led an aggressive push toward the enemy’s nexus.

Ten minutes later.

“Brilliant!”

claimed victory in

a best of three, and during the

is a go. Let’s wrap this up early and call it a day.” Vivienne

in tactics, especially

cunning move turned

was out, and

and reporters swarmed Hawk

AD a

Hawk brought in

consecutive losses, what turned the

in any imports, but

the news of Hawk’s mysterious coach’s return was

Hawk had moments of glory, but they faded over

with the coach back, their morale was sky-high, and the curiosity

through the small window by Hawk’s locker room door, eager to catch a glimpse of

person he admired, second only to his

the mysterious

technique

this mysterious

meet this coach face-to-face, get an autograph, maybe a selfie, share a

he was itching to see a showdown between this mysterious coach and Percival

would be an E-sports event for

The locker room door swung

guard, Kenneth

eyebrow. If she had not recognized Kenneth, she might

with you?” She asked as if staring at a lunatic. Why was he snooping at the

disdain

“Why are you here?”

chuckled, “Why shouldn’t

relationship, so he

the finals.” Despite his words, Kenneth kept

looking. He’s still getting interviewed. What do you want?” Vivienne, growing impatient, settled on the couch,

“I’m not here for him. Forget it. You wouldn’t understand. I can’t fathom

piano and design clothes,

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