The Million-Dollar Heart

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!"

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

shivered, immediately transforming into a masseuse, kneading Percival's legs with servile devotion. "No, no, just talking nonsense. How could I dare threaten my wonderful big brother?" Mid-conversation, Percival finally received the long-awaited

Mr. Wolf. Take

popped

Centurial E-sport Hotel?

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

one owned by our family. You mean you'll come,

a flicker of interest in his eyes.

Cup for E-sports

the qualifiers, teams drew lots to decide their opponents, competing for

formidable opponent for the first match-RED, a

starting player is a rookie promoted this year, suspected of hiding his true skills. But even a rookie should not be underestimated. We're representing our country; we can't afford to lose the first match, got

before the ready team, delivering his

to the side, Vivienne was

with

the other end, Percival's response was

all dead meat!" He

locker room, prompting Aaron to

the pep talk, it was Coach

eyes sweeping the room. "Play well.

"Yes!"

training, they had made remarkable progress. Not even Runic Country's

hearing the commotion from Hawk's side, his eyes resembling Percival's, scoffed with disdain. "A

championship, he was determined to get

teammate Callum handed him a Coke and said, "Who cares about them?

support, not even Aaron or the mysterious coach who led Hawk to 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 comes down to Aaron, anyway. We shouldn't worry. Who's our coach? Captain Kenneth's big brother, the Ellington family's

him a glare. "Complacency leads

respect, and the team immediately

Hawk's match against RED closely. Don't miss a

"Got it, captain."