The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Ulysses was on the offensive, relentless in his approach.

However, Brittany didn't fall behind. In fact, she countered every move he made, effectively blocking his next step.

Within minutes, Ulysses realized he was up against a formidable opponent.

He took a deep breath and started to play more cautiously against Brittany.

Brittany's strategy was reminiscent of a wise old chess master - calm, composed, yet fiercely effective.

She quickly calculated all possible outcomes in her head, making each move with utmost caution.

From the audience, Keegan noticed the tide turning and his expression darkened.

"I knew it. This girl is something special."

Grayson stroked his beard, pleased with himself.

"Dad, where did you find this prodigy?"

"At the chess club," Grayson chuckled, unfazed by his son's potential sarcasm. "We played a game, and I lost." Keegan's face went pale: "Did you let her win?"

"Yes, I gave her a three-piece handicap," the old man confessed. "But even without it, I still would've lost." Keegan gasped, "I had no idea Ms. Lynette knew how to play chess. If only we had known earlier-"

have been beaten so

The match was intense.

Upstairs.

watched the entire game, with Nathan standing nearby: "Mr. Salter, your

a message; he wants to meet with

refuse, but then he reconsidered and

by someone who followed them to

moment of contemplation, the follower called Piper: "Ms. Walker, Caspian was

DNA. I need to know if he really is

"Okay."

...

upper hand, and Ulysses started

last piece placed, the audience erupted into applause,

turned to

triumphantly, catching Ulysses off

examined the board carefully, and after a long moment, conceded, "I'm thoroughly convinced

shaking hands with Ulysses, Brittany stepped down to be

thanks for giving

was in high spirits