Bring Your A Game, Mr

Chapter 521 Extreme Insult

“Elise can only behave arrogantly for just this moment. Once she is done with the match, she’ll definitely be kicked out of here!” “That’s right, Sophie. Soon, we won’t have to see her annoying face. The prouder she is now, the worse she will suffer later on when she loses! Do you feel better thinking this way?”

“That’s right. Haha! If she picks Sophie as her first opponent, then she’ll be doomed! Sophie learned her skills from the president of the Cittadel Chess Club—Mr. Warren Reynolds himself. Elise would very likely be begging for mercy within ten moves!”

“That’s quite obvious. I reckon that the only person who is comparable in chess in this organization would be Kenneth. How can Elise be comparable to Sophie?!”

Sophie’s girl squad voiced out one after the other to the point where they practically praised Sophie to the skies.

The smile gradually reappeared on Sophie’s face as she regained her glow once again.

In each past gathering, she had hoped to have the chance to defeat Kenneth in a match so that he would have a different lasting impression of her. However, she had never won a match against him.

Last year, she had practically spent all of her spare time studying chess moves, so she was confident that she would be able to win the match against him and be seated on the same stage.

At this moment, Sophie took a deep breath to realign herself.

She was determined not to allow Elise to control her. After all, Elise’s presence meant nothing at all since the person she wanted to face was Mr. Ross, who was her main opponent.

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together with Kenneth at a corner and got to know each of the elites in the different industries. She

industries and she might have a use for

roll to signal the official start of the

first round was conducted by the method of

who held a grudge against each other clashed in

out of concern, “If you aren’t confident, I can still liaise with the organizers to call off the

into the air and caught it again. It was indicative of her

saw that, he had no choice but to stifle the advice he had for her. So, he merely said, “Don’t

table according to the number on the ball

look of disdain on her face.

words had successfully attracted the

other than the waiters, how could the organizers allow anyone who didn’t even know the rules of chess into the room? It was pretty

soon as they saw her face. Once they had

eyes with a

believe that Elise—the country bumpkin just back from the countryside—would