Chapter 591 What's the Point of Competing?

• Emmeline tugged at her little hand, but Abel had a death grip on it and wouldn't let go. It was starting to hurt, and she winced, "Abel, ease up! You're going to bruise me!"
• Abel finally loosened his grip a bit, but Emmeline still couldn't free her hand. She huffed in frustration and gave up, resigning herself to being held captive.
• Without missing a beat, Abel wrapped his arm around her and pulled her close, enclosing her in a tight embrace.