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 and don’t remember who

at all offended and smiled patiently. “Allow me to introduce myself again, then.

wordlessly, and Magnus proceeded to guide her into the

and picturesque scenery that resembled a painting. After a leisurely

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

old man leaned on his cane, his gaze fixed upon the chessboard on the stone table. Without lifting his head, he said, “Take a

was only one available seat, and it was right in front

a moment before taking

sharp and lively spirit. He

unquestionable air of authority that brooked

white pieces on the chessboard,

chess and calligraphy. Not only did she study traditional board games, but she also made international chess a