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:

eyes, ready for the competition to

could not hear their conversation, the

How infuriating!

did Violeta manage to chan

later, the competition officially began.

signs and headed

a middle–aged competitor, while Violeta, assigned to board number 18, sat

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Sat, 15Jun M

Chess

number 16, competing against a

and advance until only one competitor

of the chess hall, stood on stage as an observer alongside the vice president of the

the director of the

used white pieces and the

his opening move, Violeta countered.

hall, offering tea to the players. Violeta sipped her tea as

strategy.

watched Violeta take a sip from her cup,

was drinking contained laxatives. Soon, Violeta would be in agonizing discomfort, forced to abandon her game and dash for the restroom. Zelena

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

Violeta, yet there was no indication of any abdominal distress

Benson began to feel his stomach ache intensify. As sweat slowly dripped down his forehead, his

young opponent asked with concern, “Are you alright?”

clutched his stomach and frowned.

fist, abruptly stood up, and rushed out of the playing area, leaving his puzzled opponent and the

name and quickly followed

she watched them leave. Then she turned back to

What’s going on?

Could it be…

sudden realisation

that Hattie, who had gone backstage earlier to get water for Benson, accidentally used

be that coincidental,

“Anyone who leaves the field is deemed to have forfeited, and

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