The Million-Dollar Heart novel Chapter 157

Arabella's face stiffened. She averted her eyes, avoiding Vivienne's piercing gaze.

Regardless of her evasions, the school's students hadn't forgotten about the disgusting things she'd done before, and they started to chatter. "Yeah, Arabella loves to frame people repeatedly."

"First, she almost killed Faye from Class Eighteen by giving her the wrong treatment, then when Ms. Vivienne stepped in to save her, she accused Ms. Vivienne of stealing her credit."

"She falsely accused her foster father of assaulting her when she was young. I think that’s the worst thing anyone can ever do."

"Exactly. I bet this time she's trying to frame Coral."

"She must be seeking revenge because Coral testified for her when she falsely accused her own foster father."

Arabella trembled with anger, but Tristan misinterpreted her reaction as sadness and fiercely defended Arabella to Coral.

"Even if Arabella did frame you, it must have been your fault. You must have done something to upset her!"

The surrounding students fell silent, taken aback by his outburst. They wondered if this guy was out of his mind.

According to him, even if Arabella hurt someone else, it was their fault. Arabella was completely blameless. Was he crazy?

Vivienne had had enough of Arabella and Tristan's drama. She turned to Coral and said, "Tell me in detail what just happened."

Coral had been biting her lip and holding back her tears without anyone to support her. But now that Vivienne had stepped up, she finally had an outlet for her grievances, and her tears started to flow uncontrollably.

"I was just going upstairs back to class when Arabella suddenly ran past me, fell down, and then accused me while crying."

"You liar!" Tristan clearly didn't believe her and moved to slap Coral again.

Percival swiftly kicked him in the knee, and Tristan, a tall bloke of over six feet, surprisingly fell forward onto the ground.

Tristan gazed at Percival in disbelief. He had heard rumors that Percival's leg had miraculously healed.

However, his impression of Percival was still that of a spoiled and disabled playboy.

Even though he was an adopted son of the Brooks family, to survive and gain more resources in the Brooks family, he had always held himself to high standards and developed impressive physical skills. Even half of the Brooks family's bodyguards were no match for him.

He had always looked down on the pampered scions of Rivenwood's four prominent families, like Percival. He felt that without their privileged backgrounds, none of them could compare to him.

Plus, after the incident at the school gate, he was even more resentful towards Percival. He was convinced that if it weren't for Percival's backup, he could have easily taught Percival a lesson.

But now he was effortlessly knocked down by someone he considered useless. He tried to get up but found that he couldn't move. What he didn't know was that Vivienne had used a silver needle.

Vivienne didn't even spare him a glance. "Give him back double what he gave you."

"I…" Coral looked at Tristan's cold gaze and was too scared to act.

"What? You can't even fight back when you're bullied?" Vivienne said indifferently, "If you don't, do you think she'll let you off?"

Coral was taken aback and realized that Vivienne was right.

Her feud with Arabella was already formed. If she didn't have the courage to fight back today, she would only face more intense bullying tomorrow.

So she gritted her teeth, walked over to Tristan, grabbed his collar, and returned two slaps.

One for each he had given her, just as Vivienne had instructed.

"You… you dare hit me?!" Tristan glared at Coral from his prone position on the ground.