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!"

played on Percival's lips.

immediately transforming into a masseuse, kneading Percival's legs with servile devotion. "No, no, just talking nonsense. How could I

Take your

map link popped

Centurial E-sport Hotel?

tapped Kenneth with his foot, "Where did you say your tournament is

Hotel, the one owned by our family. You

curled on Percival's lips, a flicker of interest in his eyes. "Yes, suddenly I'm

Cup for E-sports

lots to decide their opponents, competing for points within

drew a formidable opponent for the first

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

stood before

the side, Vivienne was busy replying

hanging with four

end, Percival's

meat!" He thought

the locker room, prompting Aaron to zip up his hoodie, "Don't worry, captain. We've got

talk, it was Coach Vivienne's

the room. "Play well.

"Yes!"

only two days of intensive training, they had made remarkable progress. Not even Runic Country's RED or their arch-rival Snake

Hawk's side, his eyes resembling Percival's, scoffed with disdain. "A few days

championship, he was determined to get FMNP and overtake

a Coke and said, "Who cares about them? We've got our

"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 comes down to Aaron, anyway. We shouldn't worry. Who's our coach? Captain Kenneth's big brother, the Ellington family's seventh grandson, Percival!" Alaric snorted with

leads to

Kenneth commanded respect, and the team immediately

RED closely. Don't miss a

"Got it, captain."

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