Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Chapter 863

Morris smoothly wheeled himself over and settled across from Lincoln, taking his time to pick up the chess pieces and set the board. Lincoln watched him closely, noticing his deliberate movements, and couldn't help but feel a bit concerned. "Do you know how to play chess?" he asked.

"A little," Morris replied.

"Have you played before?"

"No, but I've learned the rules from a computer," Morris admitted.

With a sigh, Lincoln removed two pieces from his side of the board. "Don't say I'm being tough on you. I'll take away two pieces to keep things fair."

Morris was momentarily surprised but then placed the pieces back on Lincoln's side. "No need to give me any breaks."

"You said it. If you lose too badly, my daughter might not think highly of you. She doesn't fancy men who aren't sharp," Lincoln teased.

Morris chuckled softly. "Alright."

And so, they began to play. At first, Lincoln casually sipped from his thermos, enjoying the laid-back pace. But after half an hour, he noticed that although Morris's moves seemed random, he managed to dodge every attack without losing a single piece. Lincoln put his thermos aside and started to focus more intently.

upstairs toward the study and casually asked about Nathalie's routine. "Does Nathalie always work this

take breaks, but if she stops, she starts thinking about her late husband, which drags her down. So, keeping busy

pay attention to the game! You're not exactly a chess master, and being distracted won't help. Don't blame

Morris smirked, "Alright."

pawns. Lincoln's eyes widened, and he shrugged. "Every time start chatting with you, Hose my focus, and you take advantage. Ah got

Morris just smiled quietly.

work, threw a coat over her shoulders, and came downstairs. She was delighted

Lincome.

Morris engrossed in their Both were incredibly smart, and a match between them was bound to

grabbed a bowl of mixed nuts, and sat down across from Morris, snacking as she

was fully engaged in chatting with Nathalie. "Finished work?" he

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