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."

man's judgment was rarely off. Perhaps Brittany had something special.

whether you're a pro or not doesn't matter." Grayson interjected. "Don't you want to match wits with

She did.

she feared losing would drag down the whole town

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

"Alright, I'll do it."

ease Keegan's worries; if anything, he felt this friendly match

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

champion like Ulysses, how long could

Brittany were to lose this match in front of the whole town, she'd be Craneville's biggest

the queen still favor

has agreed, let's give her

everyone down:

was buzzing with doubts about Brittany's

The Welandia delegation.

poured Ulysses a cup of tea: "Take it easy in the next

it was a friendly match, and they had to consider the

nodded:

ended, Ulysses returned

club's uniform,

"Brittany?"