Quadruplets Unite: Mother's Words Are Law

Chapter 1283 If You Can’t Handle Losing, Don’t Compete With Me

Emmeline bent over at her position, gracefully extended her arm, aimed her cue at the black ball, and flicked her wrist.

Bang! The black ball rolled out but didn’t hit any other balls.

Sonia chuckled in disbelief. Haha, Emmeline, you’re toast!

However….

The black ball rolled leisurely along the edge of the table, rebounded back, and with a subtle. force, it struck two striped balls with a bang, knocking them into the pockets.

Tony and the two assistant coaches gasped in astonishment. Oh my goodness, Emmeline can play like that?

Now, only two balls were left on Emmeline’s pool table.

There was a technique in pool like this, but it demanded precise control of strength and follow-through. It was akin to martial artists using their inner power skillfully, achieving extraordinary results with less effort.

Tony suddenly realized that Abel had taught Emmeline the technique, but she was a martial artist herself, and her skills weren’t just for show either, so that was how they were witnessing this incredible turn of events.

Sonia was left dumbfounded. The black ball on the table hadn’t stopped moving, and her eyes followed its course.

After knocking down two striped balls, the black ball spun around and knocked down. another striped ball.

the pocket, and only the black

in!” Emmeline held her cue and

black ball, as if it understood her words, rolled faster and faster,

shot, four balls

cheekily grazed her nose with a fist,

down on the floor, and her friend sitting next

Lose gracefully.

“You’re amazing, Babe!

her thumb and grinned at him. “You’re

sweat from his forehead and said, “Just when I thought

coaches surrounded Emmeline and asked, “Mrs.

it, didn’t I? My husband

Mr. Abel!” the two assistant coaches turned to Abel.

need at least three years of inner strength training to master this

need inner strength for this? Is Mrs. Ryker a

“Ms. Steiner,” she said, “we agreed on the terms: the winner slaps the loser

She felt

her head and examined Sonia’s pretty face teasingly. “Which side would you like me to start with? You’re so delicate; I almost can’t bear

suddenly lunged forward, trying to grab Emmeline’s face. “Don’t you dare

struck Sonia with