Way Back Into Love (Essie) novel Chapter 183

The little white golf ball flew out and landed right beside the hole in a graceful and professional manner, and the stroke was neither too strong nor too weak. The golf ball rolled twice and then fell right into the hole.

"Yeah, it is in!" Eva was so excited that she started dancing around.

Everyone was surprised!

Essie put the club on her shoulder and turned around. Then, she put her hand on her waist and cracked a smile, making the two dimples on her face appear. "What do you think? I caught a nice birdie, right?" she asked.

"It was just sheer luck," Leila snorted. She had been hoping to watch this stupid sparrow make a fool of herself. She didn't expect that Essie successfully pulled off something like that. What a despicable bitch she was.

Christina looked at her sister and sighed. Her sister was obviously jealous. 'Why does she have to do this? They are already married. The best thing to do is to let go!' she thought.

With his arms crossed in front of his chest, Jim looked at Zac and smiled mischievously. "Zac, your wife never goes golfing with us. Did you teach her that?"

Zac touched his chin as his eyes sharpened. Judging by the posture at which she swung the club, he could tell that she was a master golfer! It had absolutely nothing to do with luck!

It seemed that his wife still had some secrets that hadn't been discovered yet!

Vinton walked back to Walt's side, his eyes full of pity. Although he had seen a lot of women, it was the first time that he had ever seen such a charming and naughty woman like Essie. What a pity that she was married to someone else.

"No wonder my sister has been defeated by her," he muttered to himself in a low voice.

Meanwhile, something cold flashed through Walt's eyes. That woman should have been his.

Now, it was their team's turn to enter the course. Without any rookies like Eva, they sank the hole on the third stroke. This time, it was stroke play. After they had finished the eighteen holes, the team with the least number of strokes would win the game. And now, Walt's team was edging out.

After they reached the green, Essie volunteered to play the first stroke. She swung the club elegantly, and the golf ball made a perfect parabola and fell right into the hole.

"Good ball!" The crowd clapped their hands.

"I created this move myself. I named it the thunderbolt pineapple ball to specifically conquer the green. Hole in one. I have never missed the hole with this." She raised her eyebrows and smiled naughtily.

"Gosh! We have a lady version of Tiger Woods in our team!" Jim teased.

Zac's deep eyes blinked once.

'What? Thunderbolt pineapple ball?

Such a familiar name. I must have heard it somewhere before?' he thought to himself.

He tried hard to recall where he had heard it, but he failed.