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,

couldn't back down, and of course, I wasn't about to give Yolande the satisfaction

fingers lightly touching, ready to face

with Yolande joining in, and both

to be an official competition, yet here we were, bending rules and swapping players on the fly, showcasing the sheer power of capital and

such matters. Having thrown myself into the

and try to keep the crowd on their

moment to escape, I began to grasp

spared him a glance and headed towards the table, with Yolande taking her position

kick things off and we'd start the

someone with her,

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got her drift; it was all about flaunting her man. I laughed it off, "Well, Ms. Hudson,

Bring the man!" The crowd

nodded in agreement, his demeanor

to foresee the unfolding events yet he let things spiral out

for whatever

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