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.

him! Knock his teeth out! Let’s see if he dares talk big afterwards!” The students of Class. Eighteen, outraged at Tristan’s arrogance,

and smirked. His smile was cold and shallow. “Let’s

The appetizer was over.

was time for

to decide who goes first, or toss–up?” Tristan

tossed the ball to Tristan. “No

the rules he had learned from his years with

he didn’t know that his

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break through

Percival made his move. Before he could react, the ball was

and covered his face. “Percival, are you playing the player or the ball?”

replied indifferently, not bothering to hide his

the ball back to him, his aura leaving

Tristan was furious.

Percival, his eyes blazing with intense anger. Today, he was determined to

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

seemed to simply

his nose

a dozen rounds, Tristan was almost falling apart. Percival didn’t even

all over his body. “I’ll sue you for intentional

he fell to his knees. “Do

that he

ball at him, his tone commanding. “Get up

Tristan was furious.

fire.

stepped on his leg, adding a

Crack!

was the sound of his

his leg, howling in pain.

startled and rushed

soon as she came over, Percival kicked Tristan

much pain that he was about to pass out. He didn’t want

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