Chapter 87:
After pocketing the easier shots, only a handful of difficult ones remained. Without rushing, she concentrated on a ball positioned behind the black one.
To reach it, the cue ball had to leap over the black ball and strike the target behind it.
The ball beyond the black one was situated just beyond the pocket, meaning that even if she made contact, sinking it was out of the question.
This shot was incredibly challenging, and everyone assumed Elena’s luck had finally run dry—there was no way she’d pull this off.
But with a swift, effortless motion, she sent the white ball soaring over the black ball, striking the one behind it. It then rebounded off the table’s edge, deflecting into the corner and knocking another ball into the pocket.
That shot should have been impossible.
The room went completely silent.
This was no longer just about skill.
Every spectator had the same realization—no wonder she had the confidence to take on Wesley.
Not only did Elena land the shot, but she also managed to clear two more balls along the way.
With a light tap, another ball disappeared into the pocket.
Elena played unlike anyone else.
She made it seem effortless. Every move, every shot, carried an air of ease, as though she wasn’t even trying.
The cue stick rested lightly in her grip, as if she could strike any ball with complete control.
Yet, each ball she hit spun at an astonishing pace, revealing the power behind her shots.
Watching her play felt like witnessing a breathtaking performance.
One ball after another vanished into the pockets.
As the table gradually emptied, only a single ball remained.
“No way—is she actually about to clear the table?”
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“Her skill is unreal!”
“This was worth watching.”
With no theatrics, Elena lined up her final shot and sent the last ball rolling straight into the pocket.
The only ones left on the table belonged to Wesley.
Elena set down her cue stick and straightened up, looking directly at him.
It had been a long time since she last played, and even after such a game, she appeared completely at ease.
She arched a brow. “Wesley, I won.”
Wesley rested his cue on the table and responded with a simple, “Yeah.”
She had claimed victory.
“That was unbelievable!”
The crowd burst into cheers.
