Sigmund looked at Bonnie helplessly. “Sydney’s just a hothead. Don’t let her get to you, Bonnie.”

“It’s okay. I’m used to her tantrums.” Bonnie waved and checked the time. “There’s still some time until the tea party. Should we play a round of chess to kill some time, Grandpa?”

This time, Sigmund quickly agreed. “All right, let’s go. Otherwise, it’ll start to get boring.”

Bonnie realized why he kept turning her down when she asked him to play earlier. Apparently, he was waiting for Sydney to arrive and wanted to ask her to take Bonnie to the party. Even so, Bonnie did not expose Sigmund.

Bonnie turned to the butler and said, “Alfred, could you get us the rosewood chess set?”

“Right away, Ms. Bonnie.” Alfred left to do as she asked.

his sleeves and said, “I need to prepare myself mentally to play against

not help but giggle. “Do you have to be

chess, but I’m hopeful. After all, I might just

set. Sigmund chose black pieces, leaving Bonnie with white ones. “Let’s begin,

so severe that she could not help but smile and comfort him,

have to comfort me. I’m happy to

ask Bonnie for pointers,

party. Sigmund arranged for the chauffeur to take Bonnie there. When she reached the entrange, she saw Sydney

so

former checked her watch and said, “Grandpa

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