"Dad..." Connor began.

"Shhh," Jeffery said sharply, his eyes never leaving the chessboard. Connor shrugged at Chloe, then led her to a nearby sofa to sit down.

Chloe, feeling a bit anxious, whispered, "What's he doing?"

Connor replied, "See that chessboard in front of him? That game's older than I am. Jeffery's been trying to crack it for decades. It was set up by his arch-nemesis back in the day, and it has become his obsession. He spends hours on it every day." Chloe glanced over, "Chess?"

Connor nodded.

Chloe's interest sparked. Chess was the one thing she excelled at among the many skills she'd honed with her mentor. Even her mentor said she had a knack for it.

Without realizing it, Chloe stood up and walked over. As a chess enthusiast, she was drawn to challenging puzzles like a moth to a flame.

She stood by the chessboard, scrutinizing it intently. Wasn't this the classic three-move repetition her mentor often talked about?

Seeing Jeffery deep in thought, Chloe pointed to a spot, "Sir, try this move."

looked up at Chloe, visibly annoyed. "Ms. Chloe, do you understand

really, but this game

had been studying this

sit and handed her the container of black pieces.

took the pieces and sat across from him without hesitation. She made her

another move. Jeffery shook his head, amused by the absurdity of playing chess

watching from the

a few phrases to

Chloe's performance during the

game: a rough start,

falling behind, reckless

an

how she won. The last few moves happened

was completely

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