No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 582

I was gobsmacked.

Before I could further communicate with Jefferson, a voice from the crowd cut through, "You organizers always push your own picks forward. There's definitely something fishy going on. How about I take her on? If she can still win against me, then we'll let bygones be

bygones."

Following the voice, my gaze landed on the speaker.

Yolande stood up while Ernest was chilling next to her, just sitting there cool as a cucumber, watching me with that deep, unbothered look.

Clearly, this woman was no ordinary competitor. She was daring enough to challenge me in a game of snooker, which meant she must be exceptionally skilled.

Instantly, the audience started chanting, "Let her play! Let her play..."

Faced with such a collective demand, the host looked towards Henrik for guidance, and I distinctly saw Henrik nod at the host.

Once the host got the signal, they quickly announced that Yolande was joining in.

"Ms. Hudson, looking forward to a fair game," Yolande said as she approached the stage, extending her hand for a shake.

a corner as I was,

back down, and of course, I wasn't about to give

our fingers lightly touching, ready

with Yolande joining in, and

bending rules and swapping players on the fly, showcasing the

time to dwell on such matters. Having thrown myself into the ring,

keep the crowd on their toes; that would be best," Jefferson advised as

earlier words about seizing the moment to escape, I began

him a glance and headed towards the table, with Yolande

would kick things off and

someone with

here on my own. Not

en

CUMS

was all about flaunting her man. I laughed

man! Bring the man!" The crowd erupted into supportive

who, yet again, nodded in agreement, his demeanor

the unfolding events yet

for whatever came

en