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."

rarely off. Perhaps Brittany had something special. Brittany hadn't expected to be singled out,

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

She did.

she feared losing would drag down the

least a fifty-fifty chance against him," Grayson, seeing through Brittany's concern, reassured. "Decide

"Alright, I'll do it."

worries; if anything, he felt this friendly match might

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 I've dragged

non-professional player, against an international champion like Ulysses, how

that way. If Brittany were to lose this match in front of

still

Ms. Lynette has agreed,

calm everyone down: "Desperate times call for

buzzing with

The Welandia delegation.

it easy in the next game, try not to embarrass Craneville

was a friendly match, and they had to consider the host's

lazily nodded: "Got

break ended, Ulysses

club's uniform, slowly stepped

"Brittany?"