The Million-Dollar Heart (Percival and Vivienne)
Chapter 392

In the spectator stands, Kenneth silently nodded in approval. To counter a nasty move, one had to fight back with the same level of grit.

"Captain Kenneth, have you noticed? This year, Hawk seems different," his teammate whispered sidelong.

Kenneth nodded. "Yeah, they remind me of the squad that took home the championship six times in a row. Looks like their so-called 'import' is that same coach from back then." "Darn, that makes things tricky."

Kenneth scratched his nose. "What's there to worry about? My bro's got game. If we stick to his playbook, we're golden."

With Percival in their corner, Kenneth felt fearless.

Elsewhere, Percival and Vivienne kept a close eye on the match.

"Aaron's skills have improved," Percival noted.

Vivienne's lips curled into a smile, "He was always good, just lacked the right synergy. A few pointers, and he figured it out himself."

Percival eyed Vivienne with a hint of jealousy. "Vivienne, don't praise other guys in front of me."

"Fine, I'll praise him behind your back."

"That's not allowed either."

Vivienne pinched Percival's cheek playfully. "Mr. Wolf, no sulking now."

Percival pressed his lips, choosing to respond not with words but with a bold move that left nothing to the imagination.

"Damn! The coach just kissed his fiancée!"

"Talk about spicy! This is live. Aren't they worried about the audience?"

Kenneth clenched his teeth in disgust. "Such an indecorous woman, still seducing my brother!"

Callum clicked his tongue. "Captain Kenneth, they're engaged. How does that have anything to do with seduction?"

"Just shut up."

Kenneth's focus shifted as Aaron led an aggressive push toward the enemy's nexus.

Ten minutes later.

"Brilliant!"

Hawk claimed victory in game one.

The group stage required a best of three, and during the break, Vivienne took the opportunity to recalibrate their strategy.

"They'll definitely ban your heroes next round. Plan B is a go. Let's wrap this up early and call it a day." Vivienne set the plan in motion, and the second game commenced. FAI clearly had not anticipated Hawk's shift in tactics, especially their jungler switching to an AD carry!

What they assumed would be a cunning move turned into a total rout.

With two straight wins, FAI was out, and Hawk advanced to the finals.

The internet erupted with shock, and reporters swarmed Hawk for comments.

"JIE, was picking AD a premeditated decision?"

"We heard Hawk brought in an import. Is that true?"

"After seven consecutive losses, what turned the tide for your team?"

Standing front and center, Aaron replied with a smile, "We didn't bring in any imports, but our old coach is back. With her guidance, we won't lose."

Soon, the news of Hawk's mysterious coach's return was all over the internet.

After the mysterious coach's departure, Hawk had moments of glory, but they faded over time.

Now, with the coach back, their morale was sky-high, and the curiosity was palpable.

Kenneth peered through the small window by Hawk's locker room door, eager to catch a glimpse of this enigmatic coach.

This was the person he admired, second only to his brother!

He had watched Aaron and the mysterious coach go head-to-head on a live stream.

Their moves, skill, and technique were on par with Percival.

After Percival left the Snake, they had tried to lure this mysterious mentor with a hefty sum but came up empty.

Kenneth was dying to meet this coach face-to-face, get an autograph, maybe a selfie, share a meal, and get some gaming tips if possible.

Above all, he was itching to see a showdown between this mysterious coach and Percival in a solo match.

It would be an E-sports event for the ages.

Click! The locker room door swung open.

Caught off guard, Kenneth tumbled inside.

Vivienne raised an eyebrow. If she had not recognized Kenneth, she might have kicked him.

"What's wrong with you?" She asked as if staring at a lunatic. Why was he snooping at the door?

Kenneth scrambled up, his disdain for Vivienne clear as day.

"Why are you here?"

Vivienne chuckled, "Why shouldn't I be?"

Kenneth knew about Aaron and Vivienne's relationship, so he assumed it was just sisterly support.

"Tell Aaron he's going down. We'll see him in the finals." Despite his words, Kenneth kept glancing back, searching for someone.

"Stop looking. He's still getting interviewed. What do you want?" Vivienne, growing impatient, settled on the couch, eyeing Kenneth. Kenneth scoffed. "I'm not here for him. Forget it. You wouldn't understand. I can't fathom what my brother sees in you."

Even if she was attractive and could play the piano and design clothes, she did not know how to play games.

To Kenneth, that was unforgivable; Vivienne was not worthy of his brother.

Vivienne crossed her long legs, resting her chin on her hand, amused, "Is that so? But I'll still become your sister-in-law, and you'll have to call me sister. What will you do about that?"

"I won't! I'll never call you that. One of these days, my brother will call off the engagement!"

Kenneth's face flushed as he shouted and darted out of the room.

Vivienne watched his retreat with a laugh. "Kids these days!"

She seemed to forget that in others' eyes, she was just a kid herself!

As the locker room door closed again, Vivienne tapped open her phone, browsing through the message from Matthew.

[Carl's been consumed by racing, avoiding the dangerous tracks. Ronald's sticking to the office routine, much like Timothy. As for Kala, she's lost some assets due to Judith's incident and is facing some ostracism, but nothing major for now.]

Vivienne simply replied with an [Okay.]

[Also, Vivienne, Rowan and Ismene took off. Should we track them down?]

Vivienne paused for a moment.

She would have forgotten entirely about those two had Matthew not mentioned them.

After rescuing the baby, she handed them the antidote and washed her hands of the matter.

[Throw away what's useless. Just make sure Brian keeps an eye out while he's on Brody's tail. If you catch those two stirring up trouble again, lock them up.]

Rowan and Ismene had double-crossed the GTO and would not dare show their faces.

Otherwise, Scott would definitely be hot on their heels.

Speaking of Scott, Vivienne inquired: [How's it going on Scott's end?]

[Was just about to tell you. Scott's surfaced. He's sniffing around for Rowan and Ismene's whereabouts, even got Frostfire Intelligence Agency on it, but he's slippery. No luck tracking him yet.] Vivienne cracked a smile. [Well then, let's have some fun with it.]

Reading the message Vivienne sent back, Matthew instantly got her drift. [Got it, Vivienne. Don't worry!]

Closing her phone, Vivienne stretched her neck.

The finals were fast approaching, and she planned to make the most of the next few days to train hard. She could not afford to lose to Mr. Wolf.