Quadruplets Unite: Mother's Words Are Law

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

is,” Sonia agreed. “What’s the

do you want to play for?”

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

loser

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

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

to give the loser three slaps. May the best

of us at a separate table, clean break, and we

assistant coaches each served one table, and even Tony

a cigarette to Abel, and the two of them moved away from the pool table. Tony whispered, “Mr. Abel, this doesn’t look like a good

a leisurely puff, and smiled. “Just

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

However, he had witnessed Sonia’s skills, which were indeed impressive, and she had

a professional. So Tony couldn’t help but