The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Including Keegan.

"Dad, Ms. Lynette isn't exactly a chess grandmaster."

Not a pro, going up against someone like Ulysses, a seasoned chess master, what are the odds?

Grayson was clearly not pleased with Keegan: "Does it really matter if she's a pro or not? Isn't the skill what truly counts?"

"I have a good feeling about this young lady."

Deep down, Keegan still feared the old man's judgment, saying, "I'll go ask Ms. Lynette right away, if she's up for it."

Piper wanted to add something but got cut off by Keegan.

Brittany, blissfully unaware of the attention on her, was fully engrossed in analyzing her last game when suddenly, a shadow loomed over her.

Looking up, it was Keegan.

"Keegan," Brittany stood up. "Do you need me for something?"

"Ms. Lynette, do you play chess?"

"A bit."

Ulysses, but the old man's judgment was rarely off. Perhaps

doesn't matter." Grayson interjected. "Don't you want to

She did.

drag down the

you're capable of. You have at least a fifty-fifty chance against him," Grayson, seeing through Brittany's

"Alright, I'll do it."

agreement didn't ease Keegan's worries; if anything, he

with detached amusement, while Wallace looked utterly dejected: "It's all my fault. I couldn't win against Ulysses and now I've dragged us

champion like Ulysses, how long could

this match in front of the

the queen still favor her

agreed, let's give her a

down: "Desperate times call

was buzzing with doubts about Brittany's

The Welandia delegation.

in the next game, try not

and

nodded:

the break ended, Ulysses returned to

the chess club's uniform, slowly stepped onto

"Brittany?"