Chapter 197: The Perfect Shot

A seven-ball shot in one stroke? In the professional billiards world, the record for a maximum break is 15 balls. The bunny girl had earned the favor of the middle-aged man precisely because of her billiards skills—and her best record was also a seven-ball break, something she couldn’t even replicate consistently.

The fact that Yunice had also sunk seven balls in a single shot—while appearing to be a total amateur—was already hard to swallow. But what made it worse was that only seven balls had been left on the table. Which meant… seven wasn’t even her limit.

No—wait. There was still the black eight, which had been hit off the table. The bunny girl was certain that Yunice had not hit it by accident. That had been deliberate—meant to toy with her.

Not only could Yunice land a seven-ball shot in one stroke, she could calculate and control every ball’s trajectory with razor precision. That kind of skill…

“You faked being a newbie just to set up the perfect layout!” the bunny girl snapped.

Yunice calmly set down her cue. “No need to get upset, Lady. I scratched the eight ball. That means I lost this round.”

“You—!”

Yunice really knew how to make someone explode from frustration and still smile sweetly. The bunny girl wanted a rematch, but Yunice had already taken cover behind Wyatt.

Today, she took a page from Elsie’s playbook and tried playing two-faced. And honestly? It worked. The bunny girl was practically fuming with rage.

Then came a quiet tap—the sound of the middle-aged man placing his teacup down. “Mr. Cooper. Have a seat.” That was his way of acknowledging Yunice’s display. The meeting was on.

Even Jordan, normally stoic, shot Yunice a thumbs-up behind his back. Knowing that things were about to get serious between Wyatt and the man, Yunice quietly excused herself and went to stand with Jordan.

The bunny girl, trying to save face, shoved a headband back over her tousled hair and muttered, “Come on, I’ll take you somewhere for tea.”

They moved to a side lounge. Yunice and Jordan sat across from each other as the bunny girl served fruit juice. 3:06 PM

Chapter 197: The Perfect Stat

Then, nervously, “Ms. Saunders, this isn’t something we can resolve over the phone. Can we meet in person?”

That might be the best solution, but Yunice glanced at the time. Wyatt’s meeting didn’t look like it’d be wrapping up soon.