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,”

you want to play for?” Emmeline

was, she wasn’t afraid. Her only fear was that what she could come

the loser three slaps!” growled

going into battle unprepared. But Sonia was different; she had been hanging around pool tables since middle school, through

competitions in Melvania. So, defeating a “rookie” like Emmeline would be a

“The winner gets to give the loser three

table, clean break, and we

served one table, and even Tony felt

handed a cigarette to Abel, and the two of them moved away from the pool

leisurely puff, and smiled. “Just watch. Why

his cigarette and fell silent, his gaze fixed on the pool

wasn’t a major issue. However, he

she wasn’t a professional. So Tony couldn’t help but worry. “Mr.

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