Loving You In Secret

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.

said, “I’m sorry, but I’ve suffered from amnesia

offended and smiled patiently. “Allow me

Magnus proceeded to guide her into the

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

addressed the elderly man seated on a stone bench, “Sir,

his cane, his gaze fixed upon the chessboard on the

seat, and it was

a moment before taking her

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

air of authority that

glanced at the black and white pieces on the chessboard, realizing the two

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