The Million-Dollar Heart

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?”

perks of having a fiancé. She had someone to fight her

face darkened the moment

I’ll teach them some

wouldn’t mind teaching Tristan

But no matter.

it the civilized

his opponents. He scored layups, dunked, and hit

no time, he was the center of attention, scoring twenty

the Class One

Percival’s graceful figure on the court, filled with greed and resentment. He was supposed to be hers; she was the

on cloud

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

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said so. Was it necessary to target Vivienne and throw the

even passed all the balls to Mr. Ellington, and we

shot ourselves in

disgraceful, and they hadn’t scored a single point. On the other hand, Class Eighteen, with two girls on the team, were leading by twenty

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

didn’t finish her sentence, but her point was clear. The blame lay with the four boys, who couldn’t

Coach Tristan deliberately threw the ball at Ms. Vivienne instead of his teammates, allowing the

boys

them, and they fell silent. They were intimidated by his malicious

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

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

second half. We can

their eyes but didn’t say

second half, Tristan and his team stopped targeting Vivienne and Anna. They finally had some scoring opportunities, but Percival and

the score gap had widened to

fouled and injured Oberon while fighting for a

“My foot!”

of Class Eighteen rushed over in a panic. Vivienne hurried over to check on

was swollen. It was a serious

no shame!” Charlotte was so angry that she addressed