Quadruplets Unite: Mother's Words Are Law

Chapter 1279 Outstanding Talents

Abel held Emmeline’s hand and led her directly to the billiards room after swiping their membership cards at the front desk.

The area was a large hall with six billiard tables, and there was no one else inside.

As Tony personally escorted them, two accompanying ladies greeted Abel and Emmeline.

“Take care of Mr. Abel and Madam,” Tony instructed the two females, emphasizing the term. “Madam.”

He was concerned that the two accompanying ladies would be attracted to the charming. Abel.

This was their usual strategy.

Abel’s wife possessed formidable martial arts skills.

These two accompanying ladies must not provoke her.

To be honest, as soon as they laid eyes on Abel, the two females accompanying Emmeline. were captivated by his charisma.

Wasn’t this man incredibly attractive?

They had always considered Tony attractive, but when he stood next to Abel, Tony paled in comparison!

This man not only had physical handsomeness, but he also exuded an exceptional aura.

There was a tremendous sense of dominance and a regal presence that he concealed.

Could it be anyone other than Abel who possessed such enchanting beauty in Struyria?

After further consideration, they realized it could only be Abel!

handsome men were always someone

accompanied by his

was also breathtakingly beautiful. They couldn’t help but admire

escorting ladies

up the tripod and

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Abel replied, taking the cue stick, thoroughly chalking it, and handing it to Emmeline.

won’t hold back.” Emmeline gracefully bent over the

a magnificent straight shot, steady and strong, aiming at the cue ball

the balls.

fell into

exclaimed the four individuals standing

was even more surprised to see that Emmeline not only knew

good at billiards, I

modestly replied. “I’m not being humble, but I’ve only played a few times with Waylon, and occasionally I can make a shot; it’s just luck!”

can tell if someone is

amateur,” Emmeline laughed. “Even if

the game is amazing.” Abel remarked. “You pocketed

first shot.”

down again. “Let’s see if

one stroke, she pocketed two

call this guessing? Who would believe

truly is just guessing!” Emmeline laughed. “I’ve played with Waylon a few times; there’s no real skill involved!”

exclaimed. “My

conversed, Emmeline pocketed two more balls, but if

would miss.

was Abel’s

pool table, holding the cue