The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

On the other side, Kenneth returned to the arena, his mind set on victory.

Aaron had made it to the finals, and Kenneth was determined not to lose to him.

He had to triumph in the final showdown and show everyone that he was every bit Aaron’s equal.

Below, Percival watched with a discerning eye. He could tell from the gameplay that Kenneth’s desire to win was too intense. He would likely falter in the finals without the right mindset, even if he won today.

Percival could also see that Aaron’s skills were superior to Kenneth’s. Now, the game was as much about mental fortitude as it was about teamwork.

He had confidence in their team’s synergy, but the mindset part was challenging.

After wrapping up an interview, Aaron did not idle. He headed to the locker room to strategize with Vivienne. Then, they made their way to the stands to observe Kenneth’s match.

From afar, Percival spotted the pair laughing and chatting as they approached.

Kenneth’s worried gaze instantly sharpened.

In the blink of an eye, here was Aaron cozying up to Vivienne again!

Vivienne noticed Percival and was about to head over when Aaron’s grip on her wrist stopped her.

With a natural ease, Aaron stepped in front of Vivienne, blocking her view of Percival. “Vivienne, everyone’s waiting for your insights. Let’s watch the match, and you can break down the plays for us.”

Vivienne agreed, realizing that real-time analysis would deepen their understanding. “Sounds good, let’s go.”

Hence, Percival watched helplessly as Aaron led Vivienne to a section of the stands on the opposite side.

Aaron sat down, casually throwing a provocative smile at Percival’s way.

Percival’s face darkened, and he scoffed.

Did Aaron think he could stop him?

He simply had to walk over!

He was about to stand up when his phone buzzed with a text.

was from Vivienne and read, [Don’t come over. We’re discussing

his seat. When his

never returned to the broadcast screen for the rest

in cheers, he was still clueless about who had

was the first

a hand, stopping him with ease. “Celebrate after you

as an E-sports player, he knew the ultimate goal was to

fight with everything he had to take home the trophy. That was the basic professional

nodded intensely. “Yes,

the stands where Vivienne had already returned to the locker room, surrounded

teams would face off again in two days. Would it be a battle for revenge or a

not made

loss this year would leave them without any chance of redemption, especially since this

their professional careers, and they did not want to end

their old rival, RED, who had stopped them from reaching the

friendly match had not felt

was a

him coldly. “Aaron’s gone back to train, and you want

“Yes, sir!”

by Kenneth, the team

his gaze

not just about his bet with Vivienne anymore; it was

that kid think he could win Vivienne’s favor?

…

Hawk’s training room, Vivienne called Matthew, assembling a team to

of times was nothing compared to hands-on

round of play, Hawk was decimated, not even managing to take down a single

for Aaron. This is like bringing a gun to a knife fight!” Fergus lamented, clearly

had also been soundly defeated, complained, “Coach,

in her chair, a

“More?” Bennett sounded drained.

locked eyes with the deflated trio. “Even the most precise team has weaknesses. You aim for a lethal strike, not just maneuvering. Remember, you must think of every possible scenario in the game and how to counter them

Vivienne spoke, Aaron had already regrouped his

She nodded in agreement.