Female Novel
Chapter 730
"What are you talking about, punk? Heh. How could I just go easy on someone when it's about
billiards?"
Leo was immediately agitated when he heard Fane’s words, shooting a glare toward him.
"The f*ck you talking about? Won't I be able to tell if he was going easy on me?"
Timothy also spoke in a huff, "I'm a pretty good player!"
Yet Fane replied with a mirthless smile," It's precisely because he went easy on you that you can't tell.
His angle was off ever so slightly on purpose when he struck the ball, and pretended he almost
pocketed a ball. He only needed to go easy once or twice during a game to allow you to win.
Besides, you said it yourself-you're a pretty good player!"
Here, Fane paused for a while before continuing in a leisurely tone," Furthermore, I think you've
thought about why he would go easy on you, Young Master Drake. Would you still play with him if he
never went easy on you, and if you kept losing ten rounds out of ten games? Of course, he would need
to let you win a few rounds to let you savor the happiness of winning a bet! But it's obvious that overall,
you lose more than you win. Let's say that you lose more than one billion bucks today, he'll probably let
you win 20 million bucks the next day. Haha!"
Timothy's expression darkened when he heard that. It was because he realized that whatever Fane
said was true. Furthermore, Fane had never seen them play billiards before.
However, even after he had carefully thought about it, he still could not see how Leo had gone easy on
him.
"What sh*t are you talking about! It's just m y bad luck that I lost more, that’s all.
Sometimes I'm really just slightly off my game!"
Naturally, Timothy did not want to admit that he was a worse player compared than Leo. It was
because he felt that he was already pretty skilled at the game, and was almost on par with Leo. If Leonovelbin
truly went easy on him quite frequently, did that not mean that his friend was far, far stronger than him?
He would rather believe in Leo and the others than to lose face in this matter. Besides, Fane had no
evidence to support his claims. He was just being ostentatious. I t was possible that Fane was just
trying to
draw a rift between them, and so he said something like that.
"That’s right. It's natural to win some and lose some when playing billiards, punk. We're good friends
with Young Master Timothy. How can we just do something like that to him?”
Leo also spoke up immediately.
After he said that, he was afraid that Fane would see right through his ruse, so he quickly changed the
topic, "Cut the crap, punk. Are we still playing? We'll play one billion bucks per round for ten rounds.
And you can't just give up halfway. For example, you can't say that you want to withdraw after you lose
one round. Withdrawing means that you automatically give up on the remaining nine rounds, and you'll
still have to pay me ten billion bucks. Got it?"
"It-it's so obvious that you're bullying Fane because he's new at this!"
Sharon was so angry that she stamped her foot against the ground. Leo was really a b* stard. They
were putting a bet of ten billion bucks—ten whole billion bucks. It was not just a regular sum of money
for a third-class aristocratic family.
"Hah. I’m bullying him? The f*ck are you talking about? I had proposed to play ten million bucks per
round before. It's this son -in-law from the Taylor's who claimed that ten million was too little, raising it
to one billion. Honestly, I've never placed such a big bet before either. It'll definitely be exciting!"
Leo laughed and told Sharon.
Fane walked over straightaway and chose a cue stick. Then he walked toward Leo. " You've never
placed such a big bet before? Then I hope that you won't be so frightened by the numbers that you
can't be in your best form later-so scared that your hands begin to shake!"
"Pfft!"
The men in the area began to snigger. It was the first time that this punk was playing. He had just
watched them play one round of billiards and had just gotten t o know the rules. This was even his first
time holding a billiard cue, and he actually dared to say something like that to the Prince of Billiards.
"Should you break, or will I have the honors?”
Leo smiled and asked Fane.
"You go ahead first. We'll take turns breaking!”
Fane answered after he thought about it.