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    Presley watched Chloe, who was standing tall, brimming with confidence, and couldn''t help but find it amusing.


    ''So you''re saying you''re good at everything, huh? Well... well... how about chess then?"


    Chloe nced at the chessboard he pointed to and frankly admitted, "Nope!"


    Presley''s eyes sparkled, his mood visibly lifted. Ever since his two grandsons learned to y chess, he enthusiastically participated inpetitions but always ended up losing. It had been a while since hest savored the feeling of victory. Today, he''d relish in the joy of victory once again!


    He chuckled, then looked at Chloe seriously.


    "You said you can do anything well, right? Alright, then y chess! Here''s your chance! If you can beat me in one game, I''ll approve your engagement, but if you can''t, stay away from my grandson! I won''t take my words back lightly!"


    Chloe pursed her lips tightly, giving Presley a stern look for a few seconds before settling down across from him. ''Deal!''


    Nathan''s legs almost gave way, and he nearly fainted. If his brother knew she had hastily gambled their future on a chess game, he''d be furious!


    Damon had just gone to the bathroom, how did this happen in the blink of an eye?!


    He saw how riled up she seemed by Presley!


    ''Keep in mind, if you fail, you''ll regret it for the rest of your life! You mustn''t bet your future with my brother on this! You need to realize, you''re ying into grandfather''s hands. If you lose, the consequences will be dire, have you considered how my brother would feel?!"


    Nathan was utterly devastated, his voice choked with emotion. However, Chloe seemed indifferent, "I just realized I was provoked, is it toote to regret?"


    Nathan gasped, "It''s..."


    "Toote, but I want to propose one condition!"


    Presley snorted, "Greedy."


    "This game is inherently unfair. No matter how hard I try, I can''tpete with your years of chess prowess. Even if I won a game, it''d mostly be down to luck. I don''t think it''s too much to ask for a condition!"


    Chess prowess! Winning a game would be luck? That felt good to hear!


    "Alright, I''ll grant you a condition!" Presley agreed readily.


    Chloe nodded, "Simple, you must personally attend my engagement party with Damon."


    ''Deal!''


    She was right, luck didn''te easy. Even if she had ten more conditions, she couldn''t always count on luck! "Alright, let''s begin!"


    Nathan felt a sudden jolt of anxiety.


    Then, Damon came out. He was on the phone, saying, "Yeah, it''s true....whether you''reing back or not is up to you, but you can''t bully her."


    He hung up and turned to look over. Then, he saw Nathan anxiously hovering around Presley and Chloe.


    "Grandpa, you can''t give her a tough time when my brother isn''t here!"


    "Tough time? Me? Did I force her?" Presley was furious and gave Nathan a few kicks.


    Ignoring Presley, Nathan turned to Chloe.


    "You really need to think twice. This isn''t a game. If my brother finds out... the consequences are unimaginable...oh god, you''re driving me crazy..."


    Most importantly, he''d be punished by his brother regardless of the oue.


    Chloe nced at him.


    "You better worry about yourself, where did you leave Yulia?"


    Presley nced at him, asking, "Who''s Yulia?"


    Nathan went pale, answering, ''A woman."Belongs ? to N?velDrama.Org.


    Presley red at him, giving him another kick, "Watch yourself,d, don''t go harassing other people''s daughters!"


    Nathan''s face twitched, and he bent down to rub his sore leg. "I get it, I get it..."


    Chloe looked at him for a moment before turning her attention back to the chessboard.


    Nathan wanted to stop Chloe, but she had already made her first move.


    Nathan covered his face, It was over, it was really over.


    "What''s wrong?"


    A familiar voice echoed. Nathan jumped, inching away.


    *She...she bet with grandpa, three games of chess, if she loses all, your...your engagement...is off..."


    Damon''s face turned dark instantly. He turned his gaze to Chloe, his icy stare piercing through her even without looking up.


    Presley nced at Damon, smirking sarcastically, causing Damon''s face to darken further.


    Chloe braced herself and looked up at Damon, giving his hand a reassuring squeeze.


    "Don''t worry, trust me, I can win one game."


    Seeing the confidence andpromise in her eyes, Damon didn''t show much change in his expression, his dark eyes still held a mncholic look as he stared at her.


    "Hurry up. Let''s begin." Presley urged impatiently.


    Chloe let go of Damon''s hand, focusing on the chessboard again.


    The weather was beautiful in autumn, warm sunlight pouring down.


    But in the corner of the Harper family''s main estate, there was an eerie chill in the air, filled with a sense of impending doom.


    Damon''s face was, without a doubt, the darkest and most terrifying it had ever been. His expression was more frightening than a grim reaper.


    Nathan sat next to the old man, cold sweat trickling down his forehead, his facial muscles twitching uncontrobly!