Vicky glanced at the driver and took out her phone quietly. Her expression darkened when she noticed that she received no signal on her phone.

“Ms. Shaw,” said the driver. “Don’t worry. We won’t hurt you. We’re only inviting you over because Old Mister wants to see you.”

“Old Mister?”

“There’s a signal blocker here on the car, so don’t try anything, Ms. Shaw,” added the driver monotonously.

Vicky gazed down and confirmed that she could not make any phone calls.

10 minutes later, the taxi arrived at a mansion where someone was already waiting by the door.

It was none other than Magnus.

“We meet again, Ms. Shaw,” Magnus said.

glanced at him and said, “I’m sorry, but I’ve suffered from amnesia and don’t remember who

“Allow me

nodded wordlessly, and Magnus proceeded to guide her

mansion exuded a quintessential oriental style with its winding corridors and picturesque scenery that resembled a painting. After a leisurely walk

the elderly man seated on a

upon the chessboard on the stone table. Without lifting his head, he

available seat, and it was right in front

a moment before taking

gray hair all over his head. Dressed in traditional attire, he exuded a sharp and lively spirit. He stared at the chessboard in front of him

air of authority

the

had naturally dabbled in various arts including chess and calligraphy. Not only did she study traditional board games, but she also made

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