“Emma,” Abel asked softly with furrowed brows. “Can you handle it?”

“I’d be doing my husband a disgrace if I can’t handle it,” said Emmeline with a smile, “especially when he had personally taught me.”

“What if I step in?” Abel asked, his voice tinged with concern.

“Underestimating me?” Emmeline pouted. “Just stay aside and watch the game silently!”

Instantly, Abel sealed his lips, and Tony, too, despite his growing anxiety, didn’t dare. anything either.

Both of them could tell Emmeline was calm and composed. However, her confident demeanor left them wondering what she had up her sleeve.

After preparing the pool table, they began the second game.

This time, Emmeline played steadily, never missing a shot, and cleared the table in three minutes. Sonia, on the other hand, took three minutes and seven seconds.

Emmeline won the second game, evening the score, and the tension in the air intensified.

It all came down to the final game!

wouldn’t be a third game as she felt confident in

where victory could swing either way, made

reminded herself,

said with a smiling grace

steely. “Let’s begin!” She was

less than three minutes, only two balls were left

over at Emmeline’s side-four balls

definitely going to lose this

a shot, about to bend over to hit

up and asked, “What’s wrong?”

said,

while smiling playfully. “We haven’t finished

two balls left,” Sonia said, “one per shot, just two turns. What about you? Even if make every shot perfectly, you still need four turns, don’t

shot per turn?” Emmeline’s eyes twinkled

we’ll take turns, one shot each, and then it will be

go along with that. You

she only had one ball left. If she was lucky, the final black ball might roll in by

Emmeline asked.

start first!” Sonia said. “It’s the same.” After all, she only had two turns left.

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