The Quadruplets Are Mine?

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

three it is,” Sonia

want to play for?” Emmeline

wasn’t afraid. Her only fear was that what she could come up with might not be as ruthless

loser

guidance. She hadn’t practiced the techniques, so it was like going into battle unprepared. But Sonia

in Melvania. So, defeating a “rookie” like

it’s a deal, Emmeline said. “The winner gets to give the loser three slaps. May the best player

a separate table, clean break, and

assistant coaches each served one table, and even

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

cigarette, took a leisurely puff,

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

However, he had witnessed

his first time seeing Emmeline play, and it was evident that she wasn’t a professional. So Tony couldn’t help but worry. “Mr.

chuckled. “Chill