Chapter 590: An Interesting Stake

About two or three balls went into one of the pockets. The teenage girl audience was excited. They couldn't help but keep clapping while they were counting how many balls went into the pockets.

"Miss. Peters here is your wine," the cocktail waiter made a glass of wine and delivered it to Avery peacefully, however, when he raised his head and looked at Avery, he was amazed at her beauty.

The waiter was just a little bit depressed because many young girls did not enjoy his skill of making a glass of wine, but instead came to watch the billiards match.

Therefore, when the waiter found such a beautiful woman, Avery was there, he was happy and said, "I'm treating," the waiter said.

Avery shook the light blue liquid slightly. She hadn't drunk it still but stared at the screen.

At the screen, the billiard player made the breaks of full scores. His snooker stance was elegant. He hit the ball quickly and correctly, and every stroke must get the score.

There were about ten pool tables in the lounge room. The man was at the table, furthest away from Avery. Since he played very well, the camera of the live broadcast of the lounge kept filming him.

The man leaned over the green table, moving his arm smoothly back. He had slender and long legs. He rolled up his sleeves to about two widths of the cuff, so you can see his strong muscles clear.

Moreover, the man looked very handsome and attentive when he was going to hit the ball. It was no wonder that he attracted all of the people in the lounge room and neglected the cocktail waiter.

Avery couldn't help but look at the man. She applied a little wine over her lips. Probably, with the effects of alcohol, Avery couldn't help but stare at the man's hips, waist, broad back, and tight chest muscles…

The only defect was that the man was thinner than Evan.

"What a silly and superficial woman!"

"He is so unpleasant," Avery thought to herself. Then she laughed, "all men also love beautiful women."

"Huh, every man is a one-woman man."

"Do you know him?" Avery pointed at the man on the screen and asked.

"I don't know him, but I had seen his profile."

"His profile?"

"He is the guest of honor. I had seen his photo for full preparation. I know nothing about him but his name, George Lautner."

"Oh, I understood," Avery answered. "He is the guest of honor. It is no wonder that the clerk respects him," Avery thought to herself.

"So what? I am more handsome than him," the cocktail waiter curled into a sneer while he was cleaning the cup.

Avery looked up and down the cocktail waiter, saying, "you don't know what is handsome."

But Avery still thought the snooker player was handsome, especially for his attention. She believed that no one could be more handsome than him, except Evan.

Avery kept touching the edge of the cup again and again with her fingers, thinking that "when I get back to B Country, Evan would be happy with Diana. Did he love Diana so much? For her, he can even put stained glass in my dressing room?

Probably, I am just a blinkered woman. My beloved one should be perfect. I can accept that Evan didn't love me before, but I can't allow him to hurt me. I can't forgive him.

Maybe, the reason that he didn't stay with me is that he doesn't love me so much."

Avery became unhappy now. She drank a glass of wine in one breath. The cocktail then asked with a smile, "what happened? Have you lost your love?"

All of a sudden, Avery had a close feeling to the waiter. After all, she could believe in one.

Avery shook her head. At that time, the woman who sat next to Avery asked for a pen and a piece of paper. The waiter then handed them to the women. Besides, he also gave Avery a piece of paper and a pen.

"The woman just escaped from the city. The terrorist almost killed her. Now she wanted to get a pen and a piece of paper to write down a will. Would you like to write down a will too?"

Avery took the paper and pen from the cocktail waiter's head and immediately wrote down, "Evan Howel…"

Avery wrote down Evan's name unconsciously. She didn't expect that either.

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Therefore, she kneaded the paper into a ball and was going to throw it away; however, she made the paper flat again and continued to write down something quickly.

Finally, she stacked the paper and put it into her pocket.

Avery heard the crowd was cheering for the snooker player on screen. The man beat his opponent to the hollow, but the opponent couldn't accept the result. He threw his cue stick on the ground with force, and shouted angrily, "I never give up."

The crowd was laughing at him, claiming that he was in over his head. After all, he didn't win a single round for these three rounds.

The man who lost the race started to feel embarrassed. He was mad now and folded his sleeves. The crowd guessed that he would like to hit people, but he took out a card from his jacket pocket,

"Anyone who can beat this snooker player, I will give him the presidential room."

For these people stranded in the hotel, the presidential room is just like the acute shortage of food when there are natural disasters.

Some of the crowd wanted to try, but Mr. Lautner had no interest in it. He just turned around and put the cue stick aside.

At that time, Avery said gently, "may I have a try?"

The crowd was curious about why this woman wanted to have a try and automatically gave way to Avery.

The crowd turned to look at Avery, saying with amazement, "what a beautiful woman. Wow. She is so beautiful. They shouldn't have a match. I think the woman should win the race."

"If I were him, I will throw in the towel and give the room card to her. I wouldn't like to see such a beautiful woman who has no room to sleep."

"Why not share the room with her?"

Evan raised the corner of his mouth and turned around slowly. Avery was staring at him, provocatively as if she had determined to fight against him.

"Why not have an interesting stake?"

"What's an interesting stake?"

"If you win, you have the presidential room. If I win…" the man stopped for a while. He seemed to think of something. Then he raised his eyebrows and said, "if I win, could you please forgive me?"

Avery frowned and looked at him confusingly. "Forgive him? Why?" she thought to herself.

"You had never done anything wrong to me. Why do you want me to forgive you?"

When Evan handed the cue stick to Avery, he lowered his head and whispered, "you should promise me if I need."

"Uh-huh. What a strange man! Forgive him? Fine. Who knows? Probably, we won't see each other again. I have nothing to lose. Fine," Avery shrugged and said to herself.

Finally, Avery nodded.

No one can hear what Evan said, but according to his expression, the crowd was sure that he was an arrogant and overconfident man.

It seemed that Evan believed that he must win the game.

People always enjoyed seeing a beautiful woman and a handsome man stay together—no matter what kind of agreement that they made, people believe that Evan wanted to get Avery.

In other words, a brave woman easily arouses man's possessiveness and enthusiasm as long as the woman is beautiful and sexy.

Evan chalked his cue stick happily, "lady first. You can choose solid colors or stripes. Your choice."

"I'm striped," Avery answered. With a cue stick, she placed her arm on the table and aimed. She was attentive and made sure her eyes stayed on her aim line.

The white ball hit the other fifteen balls. All of a sudden, these balls scattered.

Evan raised his eyes and thought, "Avery can play. And she can play it very well."

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