The Million-Dollar Heart

On the other side, Kenneth returned to the arena, his mind set on victory.

Aaron had made it to the finals, and Kenneth was determined not to lose to him.

He had to triumph in the final showdown and show everyone that he was every bit Aaron's equal.

Below, Percival watched with a discerning eye. He could tell from the gameplay that Kenneth's desire to win was too intense. He would likely falter in the finals without the right mindset, even if he won today. Percival could also see that Aaron's skills were superior to Kenneth's. Now, the game was as much about mental fortitude as it was about teamwork.

He had confidence in their team's synergy, but the mindset part was challenging.

After wrapping up an interview, Aaron did not idle. He headed to the locker room to strategize with Vivienne. Then, they made their way to the stands to observe Kenneth's match.

From afar, Percival spotted the pair laughing and chatting as they approached.

Kenneth's worried gaze instantly sharpened.

In the blink of an eye, here was Aaron cozying up to Vivienne again!

Vivienne noticed Percival and was about to head over when Aaron's grip on her wrist stopped her.

With a natural ease, Aaron stepped in front of Vivienne, blocking her view of Percival. "Vivienne, everyone's waiting for your insights. Let's watch the match, and you can break down the plays for us." Vivienne agreed, realizing that real-time analysis would deepen their understanding. "Sounds good, let's go."

Hence, Percival watched helplessly as Aaron led Vivienne to a section of the stands on the opposite side.

Aaron sat down, casually throwing a provocative smile at Percival's way.

Percival's face darkened, and he scoffed.

Did Aaron think he could stop him?

simply had to walk

stand up when

read, [Don't come over.

but settled back in his seat. When his Vivienne made a request, he

never returned to the broadcast screen for the rest of the

the crowd erupted in cheers, he was still clueless about who

in the finals!" Kenneth was the first to burst

held up a hand, stopping him with

momentarily choked up, but as an E-sports player, he knew the ultimate goal was to clinch

had to take home the trophy. That was the basic professional ethic of an E-sports athlete. Kenneth

Vivienne had already returned to the locker room, surrounded by Aaron's

the two teams would face off again in two days. Would it be a battle for

not made it past the group stage the previous

leave them without any chance of redemption, especially since this match

in their professional careers, and they did not want to end

let's go celebrate!" Kenneth's heart was racing. They had beaten their old rival, RED, who had stopped them from reaching the finals last year. That defeat had always rankled him. Even a later victory in a friendly match had not felt

a huge morale

at him coldly. "Aaron's gone back to train, and you want to celebrate? Everyone back to

"Yes, sir!"

the team

his gaze fixed

his bet with Vivienne anymore; it was a clash with

think he could

times was nothing compared to hands-on experience.

Kenneth but even for Aaron. This is like bringing a gun to a knife

been soundly defeated, complained,

back in her chair, a lollipop hanging

"More?" Bennett sounded drained.

You aim for a lethal strike, not just maneuvering. Remember, you