?Chapter 770:


    As Harlee opened her mouth, she slid a white piece into an unexpected spot on the board.


    However, neither Nathaniel nor Cullen noticed her move. They were too stunned by Rhys’ earlier actions.


    Striving to maintain hisposure, Nathaniel didn’t gape, though he was clearly taken aback.


    He hadn’t expected his usually reserved grandson to have such a ir for romance.


    Feeding grapes? Why had Rhys never done something thoughtful like peeling an orange for him?


    Rhys lifted his gaze to Nathaniel, his voice soft but firm.


    “Grandpa, you have lost.”


    The words hit Nathaniel like a bucket of cold water.


    “You! You clearly distracted me on purpose! This game was clearly… There was no way ast move could turn things around, was there?”


    As Nathaniel’s eyes fell on the white piece Harlee had just ced, his jaw nearly dropped. With just one piece, she had turned the entire game around, even surpassing his ck pieces.


    Harlee turned toward Nathaniel, mimicking his earlier tone.


    “Mr. Green, check this out.


    Am I about to win this game?”


    Harlee had been gearing up for this moment.


    She could have wrapped up the game several moves ago, but she had held off, not wanting to embarrass Nathaniel.


    However, with his earlier boasting, she decided to make her move.


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    Nathaniel’s eye twitched. If he couldn’t recognize that Harlee had deliberately saved up for this moment, then all his years of experience would have been for nothing.


    His face flushed slightly, and he took arge sip of coffee, his expression now a mix of difort and embarrassment.


    “Fine. Let’s just say you won this round,” Nathaniel conceded.


    Harlee swallowed the strawberry Rhys had fed her, lifting her chin with a grin. She teased, her voice light and yful, “Just say?”


    Nathaniel pouted, looking genuinely put out.


    “Harlee, your heart is harder than stone.


    Don’t you have any mercy on an elderly man’s dignity?”


    “Huh?” Harlee hadn’t expected Nathaniel to show such a yful side, leaving her momentarily stunned.


    Rhys wrapped his arm around Harlee, pulling her close, then paused and turned to Nathaniel with a calm expression.


    “Grandpa, this whole act is a bit much, don’t you think?”


    Harlee blinked, momentarily speechless. She finally understood where Jose got his personality from. It was clearly inherited.


    But how had Rhys turned out so differently? Could it be that Rhys also had a yful side buried somewhere beneath his more reserved nature?


    Nathaniel was at a loss for words.


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