When Love Comes Late
Chapter 1024

Stella saw this snooker game as an opportunity to aid Matthew.

Winning could potentially tip the scales in their favor during negotiations.

Upon hearing Stella’s proposal, Sprague showed a moment of surprise, clearly taken aback by her confident demeanor.

He assessed her, noting her calmness.

After a brief pause, he responded with a chuckle, “You’ll have to win against me first Stella, undeterred and composed, gripped Matthew’s hand firmly.

She looked at Sprague, saying, “Agreed.

Please give me a moment.

I need to change my attire.

”

Sprague gave a nod of acknowledgment.

Later, at the bar counter, Stella stood in a crisp white suit, facing Sprague.

Sprague’s reaction betrayed a hint of surprise.

Extending his hand in a gentlemanly gesture, he said, “Ladies first, please.

”

Stella gratefully accepted but didn’t hesitate.

She chose her cue stick and carefully prepared its tip with chalk.

Her focus was solely on the snooker table as she studied the arrangement of the balls.

With a smile, she leaned over, aimed carefully at her target, and made her shot.

The cue ball, under Stella’s expert control, struck the black ball precisely, sinking it into a pocket in one smooth move.

Matthew, watching her, instantly recognized her skill, realizing she had been trained.

A flicker of surprise crossed his face, but he quickly regained his composure, his smile reflecting a mix of admiration and curiosity.

He couldn’t help but marvel at the range of Stella’s abilities—public relations, design, and now snooker.

His wife was proving to be more talented than he had initially thought.

Focused on the game, Stella’s hair fell in strands over her face, leaving only her high nose and scarlet lips visible.

She lined up her second shot with the same precision, and once again, the ball found its way into the hole.

Her ability to handle even the most challenging angles seemed almost divinely aided, leaving the onlookers in awe.

“Incredible!”

“It’s anyone’s game at this point.

”

Sprague’s face betrayed increasing unease, though he strove to maintain his composure.

He managed to compliment her, albeit with a hint of surprise.

“I didn’t expect you to be this skilled at snooker.

You were so humble earlier.

”

Stella glanced at Sprague and offered a smile, saying, “Thank you for the compliment.

”

She continued to pocket the balls with skill and precision.

However, when it came to her last two shots, she paused, seemingly taking her time to line up her aim.