Ambush of the Quadruplets novel Chapter 1281

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?”

“Best of three games?” proposed Emmeline.

“Alright, best of three it is,” Sonia agreed. “What’s the wager?”

“What do you want to play for?” Emmeline asked with a smile.

She was confident that no matter what the wager was, she wasn’t afraid. Her only fear was that what she could come up with might not be as ruthless as what Sonia had in mind.

“The winner gives the loser three slaps!” growled Sonia.

She could see that Emmeline was pretty mediocre at pool, even with Abel’s guidance. She hadn’t practiced the techniques, so it was like going into battle unprepared. But Sonia was different; she had been hanging around pool tables since middle school, through hight school, and into college.

She even had special training and competitions in Melvania. So, defeating a “rookie” like Emmeline would be a piece of cake for her.

“Alright, it’s a deal, Emmeline said. “The winner gets to give the loser three slaps. May the best player win!”