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

it is,” Sonia

play for?” Emmeline asked

what the wager was, she wasn’t afraid. Her only fear was that

loser three slaps!”

like going into battle unprepared. But Sonia was different; she had been hanging

a “rookie” like Emmeline would be

it’s a deal, Emmeline said. “The winner gets to give

of us at a separate table, clean break, and we take turns winning or

coaches each served one table, and even Tony

to Abel, and the two of them moved away from the pool table. Tony whispered, “Mr. Abel, this

leisurely puff, and smiled.

a drag from his cigarette and fell silent, his

likely that there wasn’t a major issue. However, he had witnessed Sonia’s skills, which were indeed impressive, and she

she wasn’t a professional. So

Ryker chuckled. “Chill and

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