Pool Game

Maria suddenly had interest, "Sure, tell me about it."

Ben chuckled mischievously. When he was about to speak, he suddenly felt two cold gazes on his face. He was scared and quickly turned away.

Maria turned her head and saw Charles warning gaze. It seemed that Mia wasn't wrong in saying that Charles didn't like women.

"We've arrived. This is it."

Ben pointed to a beautifully crafted pool table, glancing at Charles, "Haven't played in years, right? Want to have a round?"

Charles raised an eyebrow, extended his arm, and immediately someone respectfully handed him a pool cue, "It seems that I haven't made you fail in

years, and you're longing for it."

"Hey!"

Ben picked up his own special pool cue and argued, "Young Master Smith, let me tell you, in the years you've been gone, I've been practicing every day. I've been waiting for you to come back, so I can cleanse myself of my past shame. Today, I'll let you witness the power of the Pool

Prince of San Diego firsthand!"

Charles smiled and