“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!

as she felt confident in her victory after the first two games.

where victory could swing either way, made Sonia’s palms sweat.

loser three times,” she reminded herself, not wanting to shoot herself

Emmeline said with a smiling grace

her gaze steely. “Let’s begin!” She

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

over at Emmeline’s side-four balls left!

You’re definitely

about to bend over to hit the ball, when Sonia suddenly called

straightened up and asked,

Sonia said,

smiling playfully. “We

said, “one per shot, just two turns. What about you? Even if make every shot perfectly, you

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

impossible,” Sonia replied. “Next, we’ll take turns, one shot each, and

Emmeline nodded. “I’ll go along with

bit naive. She would start, and she only had one ball left.

Emmeline asked.

“It’s the same.” After all, she only had two turns

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