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She giggled. “A kiss? You surely dream big.
“If we win,” she smirked while pointing to the stage not far away, “you’ll go up there and do a strip
dance. Well?”
“Say yes! Say yes!” The onlookers instantly started hooting and hollering, applauding nonstop. The at- mosphere was electric enough to blow off the roof.
The man was stunned for a second before bursting into laughter.
“Interesting. Alright. Deal! But … which one of you is gonna play against me?” His gaze swept between Roxanne and Chloe.
Chloe pushed Roxanne forward without hesitation. “Her, of course! She’s a pro at billiards. Beating a rookie like you is easy peasy for her-don’t be a crybaby later.”
Caught off guard, Roxanne almost lost her balance. After steadying herself, she turned around and looked at Chloe, stunned. “Chloe, you…”
Chloe blinked at her and made a face.
“Roxy, you got it. I totally have faith in you. Now, go and crush him for my sake!”
Roxanne pulled a wry smile. Looking at the excited grin on Chloe’s face, she braced herself and stepped forward.
It had been at least five years since she last played billiards.
She had become rusty.
But Chloe had already pushed her forward, and she could tell those gazes on her were mixed with cu- riosity, doubt, and the excitement of watching a drama unfold.
She had no choice.
Taking a deep breath, she picked a cue that was slightly cool.
She might as well do it-it just happened so that she could think of it as stretching.
Her stance and grip on the cue suggested professionalism, but the contempt in the floral-shirt man’s eyes
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was still obvious.
He spread his hand, acting gentlemanly.
“Ladies first.”
Without saying a word, she walked toward the billiards table, bent over slightly, and adjusted her breathing.
At that very moment, all the noises disappeared.
Under the dim light, her gaze suddenly turned razor-sharp as she fixed it on the neatly arranged nine balls on the table.
She pulled back her right hand steadily.
Then a crisp crack rang out.
The cue ball shot out like lightning and hit the balls accurately.
The colored balls scattered.
One, two, and three…
Three balls dropped!
“Whoa!”
The onlookers fell silent for a heartbeat before erupting into disbelieving exclamations.
“Fuck me! She sank three balls on the break?”
“She’s got something!”
“No way. She’s just lucky…”
The floral-shirt man turned instantly grim, the amusement in his eyes replaced by seriousness.
Roxanne, however, still seemed calm and composed, as if she hadn’t heard the crowd’s cheers at all. She walked to the next shot, bent over again, and took aim.
Her movements were fluid and precise, each action without hesitation.
Dull thuds rang out one after another.
The remaining colored balls obediently dropped under her flawless calculation.
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The entire performance was so methodical, leaving the audience to wonder if they were witnessing a
machine.
With six perfect strikes, she cleared the table.
As the final golden 9-ball dropped into the pocket, the entire pool area fell into a dead silence, with only the music floating in the air.
Everyone gawked at Roxanne, the icy beauty, their eyes filled with admiration and amazement.
A few seconds later, thunderous cheers and screams rang out, threatening to blow the roof off!
“Damn! A total clearance!”
“Fuck me! She’s a real pro!”
The atmosphere was completely ignited, reaching the climax of the night.
In the spacious, prestigious VIP private room on the second floor.
A few men in tailored suits stood by the massive floor-to-ceiling window, their commanding presence alone hinting at formidable backgrounds.
The man at the forefront stood tall and straight, his intimidating presence keeping others at bay.
He gently swirled the glass of whisky in his hand, the amber liquid reflecting the dark, unfathomable depths of his eyes.
His gaze cut through the crowd and landed accurately on the slender figure bent over the billiards table downstairs.
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