The Quadruplets Are Mine?

Chapter 1281 The Winner Gives the Loser Three Slaps 

It was too late even if Sonia regretted it.

She could only watch with jealousy as Abel held Emmeline in his arms and trained her for over ten minutes.

For a moment, she consoled herself, imagining that the woman in Abel’s arms right then was herself. But with a thud of the cue ball hitting and a click as it dropped into the pocket, Sonia snapped back to reality.

She could dream all she wanted, but the woman in Abel’s arms still wouldn’t be her.

Emmeline Louise! Sonia mused as a malicious grin flashed across her eyes. Let’s see if you can remain smug after I defeat you!

“Alright, shall we begin?” Emmeline asked nonchalantly.

She had already figured out that if Abel continued to teach her like this, Sonia might faint on the spot.

Maybe it’s better not to annoy her further.

“Alright,” Sonia said with a stern face. “How do you want to compete?”

games?”

three it is,” Sonia agreed. “What’s the

for?”

was that

the loser three slaps!” growled Sonia.

Abel’s guidance. She hadn’t practiced the techniques, so it was like going into battle unprepared. But

Melvania. So, defeating a “rookie” like Emmeline would be a piece of cake for

“The winner gets to give

of us at a separate table, clean break, and we take turns winning or losing!”

coaches each served one table, and even Tony felt

to Abel, and the two of them moved away from the pool table. Tony whispered, “Mr. Abel, this doesn’t look like a good idea.”

lit his cigarette, took a leisurely puff, and smiled. “Just watch. Why

and fell silent, his gaze fixed on the pool table.

Abel could stay so composed, it was likely that there wasn’t a major issue. However, he had witnessed Sonia’s skills, which

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