The Quadruplets Are Mine?

Chapter 1283 If You Can’t Handle Losing, Don’t Compete With Me 

Emmeline bent over at her position, gracefully extended her arm, aimed her cue at the black ball, and flicked her wrist.

Bang! The black ball rolled out but didn’t hit any other balls.

Sonia chuckled in disbelief. Haha, Emmeline, you’re toast!

However….

The black ball rolled leisurely along the edge of the table, rebounded back, and with a subtle. force, it struck two striped balls with a bang, knocking them into the pockets.

Tony and the two assistant coaches gasped in astonishment. Oh my goodness, Emmeline can play like that?

Now, only two balls were left on Emmeline’s pool table.

There was a technique in pool like this, but it demanded precise control of strength and follow-through. It was akin to martial artists using their inner power skillfully, achieving extraordinary results with less effort.

Tony suddenly realized that Abel had taught Emmeline the technique, but she was a martial artist herself, and her skills weren’t just for show either, so that was how they were witnessing this incredible turn of events.

Sonia was left dumbfounded. The black ball on the table hadn’t stopped moving, and her eyes followed its course.

After knocking down two striped balls, the black ball spun around and knocked down. another striped ball.

pocket, and only the black ball remained

in, go in!” Emmeline held her cue and chanted playfully, “Come on, good ball, go in!”

faster and faster, and with

balls

nose with a fist, her lovely face

sat down on the floor, and her friend

Lose gracefully.

and said to Emmeline, “You’re amazing, Babe! You learned it in one lesson!”

raised her thumb and grinned at him. “You’re amazing, Hubby!”

and said, “Just when I thought

and asked, “Mrs. Ryker, how did you do that?”

said it, didn’t I? My husband

coaches turned to Abel. “Please, teach us too. It

need at least three years of inner strength training to

assistant coaches wondered, Do we need inner strength for

walked up to Sonia, towering over her by several inches. “Ms. Steiner,” she said, “we agreed on the terms: the winner slaps the

hesitated. She felt like dying inside.

you like me to start with? You’re so delicate; I almost can’t

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