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?”

three

best of three it is,” Sonia agreed.

want to play for?” Emmeline

no matter what the wager was, she wasn’t afraid. Her only fear was that what she could come up with

gives the loser three

could see that Emmeline was pretty mediocre at pool, even with Abel’s guidance. 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 school, through hight

a “rookie” like Emmeline would be a

gets to

Sonia said, “each of us at a separate table, clean break, and we take turns winning

each served one

from the pool

lit his cigarette, took a leisurely puff, and smiled. “Just watch.

a drag from his cigarette and fell silent, his gaze fixed

that there wasn’t a major issue. However, he had witnessed

was his first 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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