Rebirth vs. Rebirth: Tragedy to Triumph

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Rebirth vs. Rebirth: Tragedy to Triumph

Chapter 110 The Chess Competition 2

“There are still quite a few competitors left, Nolan noted as he set a glass of water in front of Violeta.

“Just enjoy the experience and not get too caught up in the pressure.”

Violeta gave a soft smile. “Do I look worried to you?”

She arched an eyebrow confidently. “Frankly, the competition here doesn’t impress me.”

Zoren often joked that Violeta was the boastful queen of the White family, and it was easy to see why.

Catching her expression, Nolan chuckled.

“What’s so funny?” she asked.

“Nothing, just enjoying the moment, he replied.

“Do you think you can impress me?” Violeta teased.

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The smile briefly stiffened on Nolan’s face.

He realised that he might be included in her judgment as well.

Shaking his head with a resigned smile, he began pouring tea instead.

Violeta leaned back and looked at Nolan’s side profile.

In another life, she would admit Nolan had the charm and presence of a leading man in films.

With his looks, he would never struggle for attention.

It was a pity he was so easily mistaken about people.

tention:

ready for the competition to start,

from a distance. Though she could not hear their conversation, the sight of Nolan sitting

How infuriating!

Violeta manage to chan someone like

later, the competition officially

signs and headed to their assigned

17, facing a middle–aged competitor, while Violeta, assigned to board number 18, sat opposite an elderly

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Sat, 15Jun

The Chess Competition

at board number 16, competing against a young

win and advance until only one

the chess hall, stood on stage as an observer

is now underway, announced the director

used white pieces and the

made his opening move,

to the players. Violeta

strategy.

Violeta take a sip from her cup, a smirk spreading across

forced to abandon her game and dash for the restroom. Zelena

swiftly captured two of her opponent’s pieces, her confidence surging with

continuously watched Violeta, yet there was no indication of any

intensify. As sweat slowly dripped down his forehead, his face began to pale.

asked with concern,

stomach and

clenched his fist, abruptly stood up, and rushed out of the

and quickly

watched them leave. Then she turned back to Violeta, who

What’s going on?

Could it be…

sudden realisation hit

had gone backstage earlier to get water for Benson, accidentally used the teapot

that coincidental,

the host announced. “Anyone who leaves the field is deemed

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