Chapter 1281 The Winner Gives the Loser Three Slaps

It was too late even if Sonia regretted it.

She could only watch with jealousy as Abel held Emmeline in his arms and trained her for over ten minutes.

For a moment, she consoled herself, imagining that the woman in Abel’s arms right then was herself. But with a thud of the cue ball hitting and a click as it dropped into the pocket, Sonia snapped back to reality.

She could dream all she wanted, but the woman in Abel’s arms still wouldn’t be her.

Emmeline Louise! Sonia mused as a malicious grin flashed across her eyes. Let’s see if you can remain smug after I defeat you!

“Alright, shall we begin?” Emmeline asked nonchalantly.

She had already figured out that if Abel continued to teach her like this, Sonia might faint on the spot.

Maybe it’s better not to annoy her further.

“Alright,” Sonia said with a stern face. “How do you want to compete?”

of three

of three it is,” Sonia agreed. “What’s the

play for?”

was, she wasn’t afraid. Her only fear was that what she could come up with might not be as ruthless as what Sonia had

winner gives the loser three slaps!”

She hadn’t practiced the techniques, so it was like going into battle unprepared. But Sonia was different; she had been hanging around pool tables since middle

defeating a “rookie”

to

separate table, clean break,

one table, and even

handed a cigarette to Abel, and the two of them moved away from the pool table. Tony whispered, “Mr. Abel,

a leisurely puff,

and fell silent, his gaze fixed on the

could stay so composed, it was likely that there wasn’t a major issue. However, he had witnessed Sonia’s skills, which were indeed impressive, and she had experience in

time seeing Emmeline play, and it was evident that she wasn’t a professional. So Tony couldn’t help but worry. “Mr. Abel, I’m concerned Emmeline might be at

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