The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 387

Aaron and the team slipped on their headsets, and within moments, their morale soared to its zenith.

Vivienne nodded in approval. This was what a true E-sports team looked like, not a group lost in blame and self-doubt.

Meanwhile, at the Ellington residence.

"Bro, you're my flesh and blood. We share half the same genes; that makes us practically brothers from another mother! Come on, bro, this tournament means the world to me. Please help me out!

After this, I'll do anything you ask, my awesome big brother!"

Percival's night was haunted by endless pleas of "bro," as if the whole world was seen through a 'great big brother' filter. Growing weary of the incessant nagging, Richard finally said, "You're not busy. Just go take a look and give me a break."

Yet Percival remained immovable, feigning deafness.

After wrapping up some business affairs, he glanced at his phone.

Why had Vivienne not replied yet at this late hour?

His long fingers danced over the screen as he typed a message with his usual aloofness, [Vivienne, I miss you.]

"Bro, just look at me, please!"

Kenneth's wails finally drew Percival's attention, and there he was, Kenneth, rolling on the floor in a full-blown tantrum. Percival was speechless.

Had he mastered the art of cajoling to perfection?

What happened to the distant young man of usual days?

Had he been possessed?

"Get up," Percival commanded with a furrowed brow.

Like a bullet, Kenneth was at Percival's side the next moment, clinging to his leg. "I won't get up unless you agree!"

sly smile played on Percival's lips. "Are you threatening

talking nonsense. How could I dare threaten my wonderful big brother?" Mid-conversation, Percival finally received

Take your time missing

link popped up

Centurial E-sport Hotel?

did you say your tournament is being

family. You mean you'll

on Percival's lips, a flicker of interest in his

Cup for

qualifiers, teams drew lots to decide

first

of hiding his true skills. But even a rookie should not be underestimated. We're representing our country; we

room, Bennett stood before the ready

to the side, Vivienne was busy replying to

with

the other end, Percival's response

all dead meat!" He thought to

locker room, prompting Aaron to zip up his hoodie, "Don't worry,

the pep talk, it was Coach Vivienne's

eyes sweeping the room. "Play well.

"Yes!"

intensive training, they had made remarkable progress. Not even Runic Country's RED or their arch-rival Snake could intimidate them now. Directly across from Hawk's locker room

side, his eyes resembling Percival's, scoffed

to get FMNP and overtake that

Callum handed him a Coke and said, "Who cares about them? We've got our secret weapon,

seven straight victories could pose a threat." Another teammate, Wesley, cracked open a Coke and took a swig. "Heard Hawk got themselves a coach too, been holed up in some kind of 'Devil Training' the past few days, not even coming out for meals." "Last-minute cramming won't help them. It all

"Complacency leads to defeat. Stand up, all of

respect, and the team immediately lined up for his

RED closely. Don't miss a thing, especially Aaron. Got

"Got it, captain."

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