The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 165

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.

see if he dares talk big afterwards!” The students of Class. Eighteen, outraged at Tristan’s arrogance, were

looked up and smirked. His smile was cold and shallow. “Let’s play,

The appetizer was over.

for the main

scissors to decide who goes first,

tossed the ball to

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

that his nightmare was just

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to break through

the ball was in Percival’s hands. and then it hit him

“Percival, are you

replied indifferently, not bothering

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

Tristan was furious.

anger. Today,

attacks, but just like before, he couldn’t even see Percival’s shadow before the ball was taken

seemed to simply toss the ball, the force

his nose was

Percival didn’t even bother to spare him a glance. “Continue!”

teeth, enduring the pain all over his body. “I’ll sue you for intentional injury! I need a

remaining leg, and he fell

much pain that he almost

the ball at him, his tone commanding. “Get

Tristan was furious.

with fire. “I won’t let you get away

his leg, adding a bit

Crack!

was the sound of

his leg, howling in pain. “My

Arabella was startled and rushed over. “What

as she came over, Percival kicked Tristan over

was about to pass out. He didn’t want

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