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 ball dropped into the pocket, and only the

held her cue and chanted playfully, “Come on, good ball,

as if it understood her words, rolled faster and faster, and with a final click, it dropped into a corner

four balls down-a complete

with a fist,

floor, and her friend sitting next to

Lose gracefully.

amazing, Babe! You

grinned

the sweat from his forehead and said, “Just when

assistant coaches surrounded Emmeline and asked, “Mrs. Ryker,

it,

assistant coaches turned to Abel. “Please, teach us too. It

at least three years of inner

coaches wondered, Do we need inner strength for this? Is Mrs. Ryker a martial

walked up to Sonia, towering over her by several inches. “Ms. Steiner,” she said, “we agreed on the terms: the winner slaps the loser

She felt

Emmeline tilted her head and examined Sonia’s pretty face teasingly. “Which side would you like me to start with? You’re so

to grab Emmeline’s face. “Don’t

close, Emmeline swiftly struck Sonia with two slaps, sending her back into the