Chapter 21
"Bang!"
The colored ball spun slightly on the table.
"Great! What a good player!"
"Damn, how did she do it?"
Everyone talked about it, and their eyes all fell on Amelie.
The whole room was silent, and the people present looked at Amelie with desire as if she had made a miracle.
"How do you feel? Do you admit defeat?" Amelie neatly withdrew the cue in a charming manner.
Her gaze first fell on Leila, then Amelie glanced at Lamont.
At that moment, Lamont's face was slightly cold, but he didn't realize that he had shown admiration.
He looked around those attentive men in displeasure.
Leila stared at Amelie as if Amelie was a weirdo.
Leila was no longer smug but turned terrified, and her face was pale as if she had thought of something terrifying.
Amelie gently lifted her hair and looked casual as she looked at these people calmly. "How is it? Do you still want to continue?"