“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!

this point. She assumed there wouldn’t be a third game as she felt confident in

could swing either way, made Sonia’s

three times,” she reminded herself, not wanting

with a smiling grace to

gaze steely. “Let’s begin!” She was

fast and precise. In less than three minutes, only two balls were left on the

at Emmeline’s side-four

help but chuckle. You’re definitely going to lose this time,

to bend over to hit the ball, when Sonia suddenly called out, “Hold on!”

and asked, “What’s

said, “Emmeline, you’ve already

while smiling playfully. “We haven’t finished the

What about you? Even if make every shot

do you know I’ll make one shot per turn?” Emmeline’s eyes twinkled mischievously. “Maybe I’ll surprise

one shot each,

Emmeline nodded. “I’ll go along with that. You start first!”

thought Emmeline might be a bit naive. She would start, and she only had one ball left.

Emmeline asked.

same.”

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