The Quadruplets Are Mine?

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.

With a click, the ball dropped into the pocket, and only the black ball remained on the table.

Emmeline held her cue and chanted playfully,

faster and faster, and with a final

shot, four balls down-a complete

cheekily grazed her nose with a fist, her lovely

sat down on the floor, and her friend sitting next to her

Lose gracefully.

said to Emmeline, “You’re amazing,

raised her thumb and grinned at him. “You’re

and said, “Just when

Emmeline and asked, “Mrs. Ryker, how did you do

happily replied, “I said it,

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

years of inner strength training to master this

two assistant coaches wondered, Do we need inner strength

inches. “Ms. Steiner,” she said, “we agreed

felt

would you like me to start with? You’re so delicate; I almost can’t bear to

forward, trying to grab Emmeline’s face. “Don’t you dare cross the

Sonia with two