Chapter 419

Gradually, Bancroft began to feel the game slipping from his grasp.

He glanced over at Lyman, who sat calmly on the sidelines, barely moving a muscle, unfazed and unreadable.

Could it be...

Bancroft didn't dare underestimate his opponents any longer. He sat up straighter, sharpening his focus.

In the end, it was Effie who broke the silence with a soft, "Checkmate."

Bancroft blinked and stared at the board in disbelief he was out of pieces.

He'd lost. To Effie.

The room, which had been filled with casual conversation, suddenly quieted as Bancroft's surprised exclamation drew everyone's attention. Heads turned, curiosity piqued.

"Did Grandpa let Effie win on purpose?" Marcia whispered, her voice barely audible.

The others looked just as bewildered. None of them had paid much attention to the match, so no one really knew what had happened.

No one answered Marcia, but every gaze drifted to the chessboard. It was obvious-Bancroft had only a handful of desperate pawns left, no hope of turning the tide.

Marcia whispered to Fowler, "Grandpa's always been

no one else

the initial shock faded, everyone started to suspect

a bit embarrassed, said, "I'm

himself, trying to appear

That's the way chess goes-sometimes you win,

then added, "Let's have

else should play? You

his head

this time he'd lost for real-and he hated the

"...Alright then," Effie agreed.

Bancroft once, everyone was on high alert as the second

shot Graham a knowing look,

can I ask you something? Mind

through their little scheme. Effie's victory hadn't been his doing,

them suspect what they

would

nex

him-and when she did,

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