Chapter 1504


    "Let''s get this show on the road!" Eugene announced as he activated the stopwatch app on his phone.


    Serena felt like she was caught between a rock and a hard ce. All she had to do was drag out the


    game for two minutes. Even if she lost a piece or two, she could just y it off as a headache-induced


    slip; no harm done.


    Arabe, seeing Serena make her move, casually picked up a checker and dropped it nearby without


    much thought.


    Serena pondered her next move, trying to keep a distance from Arabe. The further away, the harder


    it would be for Arabe to corner her.


    "Lindsay, is she really Queena''s protege? She''s taking forever just to make one move."


    "She isn''t just stalling, is she?"


    "She doesn''t seem very skilled at chess."


    "Remember she had a headache." Lindsay made a shushing gesture toward the others and whispered,


    "You all insisted on this match. Give her a moment to think, for heaven''s sake. Keep it down, or she''ll


    hear us and it''ll throw her off."


    "Right, I almost forgot about her headache," The onlookers fell silent once more, only to start


    murmuring among themselves again after a short while.


    "Her moves are all over the ce."


    "Could this be some newfangled strategy?"


    "I''m starting to think so. Maybe Queena taught her this style to confuse her opponents?"


    Arabe yed her pieces with a nonchnt air. One minute ticked by. Despite Serena''s scattered


    approach, Arabe began to close in.


    The crowd watched in stunned silence as the ck pieces dwindled on the board, devoured by


    Arabe.


    On the entire board, Serena was left with only two lonely ck checkers.


    And Arabe, representing the white side, was clearly the victor.


    "Time''s up." Eugene stopped the stopwatch.


    The crowd was in utter disbelief.


    "This is the level of Queena''s protege?"


    "We thought it was some innovative strategy, but she truly seems clueless!"


    "It''s not that she''s clueless; she''s just been thoroughly outyed by Arabe."


    "Is this really all she''s got?"


    "She''s really letting Queena down."


    "I was expecting her to be formidable."


    Lindsay hadn''t anticipated such aplete defeat for Serena and tried to offer an excuse, "It must be


    her headache. She''s not at her best today."


    Martin, who was watching from the side, could see that although Serena knew how to y chess, her


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    "Well, well, well, this year''s birthday bash is quite the spectacle, isn''t it? Let me see who''s got the guts


    to challenge Queena."


    A yful voice echoed through the crowd.


    Arabe looked towards the source of the voice and smiled, "Grandpa Regan, you''re here."


    "Lucky me for arriving early, or I would''ve missed this thrilling scene. To think someone dared to


    challenge you at chess these days, who could be so audacious?"


    The speaker was Regan Jarvis, a world-renowned musical maestro.


    A virtuoso of various instruments, he was a legend in both the piano and violin worlds.


    Speaking of the violin alone, he was counted among the three legends of the international violin scene,


    alongside Jamie Noelle and Pagonana, revered as the three pirs representing the pinnacle of the


    21st-century violin realm, not to mention his achievements in other musical domains.