"Very well then!”
The corners of Leo's mouth curled upward. I n the next second, the cue ball was struck with a great force that sent the red balls scattering around the billiard table.
However, unfortunately, none of the balls went into either of the pockets.
"Hah, Young Master Leo, seems like lady luck is not on your side!”
Fane could not help but giggle at the play." Now, my turn! The position of the white cue ball is strategic, and several red balls are near to the pockets!" "Yup. The white cue ball is in good position, but for a newbie like you, I don’t even have t o plot a defense. Haha! I scattered the balls just so I can beat you in a flash later on!
Leo laughed.
Timothy flashed a wan smile at the situation as well. He sneered, "It seems simple. But when he can't pocket any ball, h e will know what makes a good billiard player!"
Thud!
Once the last syllable of the word dropped, Fane mimicked Leo’s earlier posture and lay on his tummy on the edge of the billiard table. His posture seemed professional and in the next moment he struck out the cue ball with the cue stick, hitting a red ball.
"It's pocketed!"
Sharon's eyes widened as though she saw a ghost, and in the next second, she jumped like a kangaroo, celebrating for the pocketed ball. "Oh my goodness! It went in! Fane actually scored points in his first play! So freaking amazing!”
"Wow! The ball is pocketed and the strike was pretty accurate too!"
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