“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!

She assumed there wouldn’t be a third game as she felt confident in her victory after

situation, where victory could swing either way, made

herself, not wanting to shoot

said with

“Let’s begin!” She was determined

less than three minutes, only two

at Emmeline’s side-four balls

couldn’t help but chuckle. You’re definitely going to lose

about to bend over to hit the

and asked, “What’s wrong?”

Sonia said, “Emmeline, you’ve already lost!”

said I’ve lost?” Emmeline quirked a brow while smiling playfully. “We haven’t

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 you?”

do you know I’ll make one shot per turn?” Emmeline’s eyes twinkled

take turns, one shot each,

along with that.

naive. She would start, and she only had one ball left. If she was lucky, the

Emmeline asked.

start first!” Sonia said. “It’s the same.”

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