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?”

having a fiancé. She had someone

moment Tristan began

teach them

wouldn’t

But no matter.

do it the civilized

took the ball and easily dribbled past his opponents. He scored layups, dunked, and

was the center of attention, scoring

scored, Class Eighteen cheered. Even the Class One

the court, filled with greed and resentment. He was supposed to be hers; she was the

Class Eighteen was on cloud nine, looking

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

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Chapter 164

to target

passed all the balls to Mr.

We shot ourselves

single point. On the

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

sentence, but her point was clear. The blame lay with the four boys, who

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

boys looked

up!” Tristan glared at them, and they fell silent.

members of Class Eighteen, who were cheering happily. Vivienne and Percival were the center of attention. He had

be the weak links, but Vivienne’s ball control and Anna’s

the second half. We

rolled their eyes but

had some scoring opportunities, but Percival and Vivienne’s skills were too formidable, and

half, the score gap

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

“My foot!”

Members of Class Eighteen rushed over in a panic. Vivienne hurried over

ankle was swollen. It was a serious

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

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