NovelEnglish"Let's get this show on the road!" Eugene announced as he activated the stopwatchon his phone.
Serena felt like she was caught between a rock and a hard place. All she had to do was drag out the gfor two minutes. Even if
she lost a piece or two, she could just play it off as a headache-induced slip; no harm done.
Arabella, seeing Serena make her move, casually picked up a checker and dropped it nearby without much thought.
Serena pondered her next move, trying to keep a distance from Arabella. The further away, the harder it would be for Arabella to
corner her.
"Lindsay, is she really Queena's protege? She's taking forever just to make one move."
"She isn't just stalling, is she?"
"She doesn't seem very skilled at chess."
"Remember she had a headache." Lindsay made a shushing gesture toward the others and whispered, "You all insisted on this
match. Give her a moment to think, for heaven's sake. Keep it down, or she'll hear us and it'll throw her off."
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"Right, | almost forgot about her headache," The onlookers fell silent once more, only to start murmuring among themselves again
after a short while.
"Her moves are all over the place."
"Could this be snewfangled strategy?"
"I'm starting to think so. Maybe Queena taught her this style to confuse her opponents?"
Arabella played her pieces with a nonchalant air. One minute ticked by. Despite Serena's scattered approach, Arabella began to
close in.
The crowd watched in stunned silence as the black pieces dwindled on the board, devoured by Arabella.
On the entire board, Serena was left with only two lonely black checkers.
And Arabella, representing the white side, was clearly the victor.
"Time's up." Eugene stopped the stopwatch.
The crowd was in utter disbelief.
"This is the level of Queena's protege?"
"We thought it was sinnovative strategy, but she truly seems clueless!"
"It's not that she's clueless; she's just been thoroughly outplayed by Arabella."
"Is this really all she's got?"
"She's really letting Queena down."
"I was expecting her to be formidable."
Lindsay hadn't anticipated such a complete defeat for Serena and tried to offer an excuse, "It must be her headache. She's not at
her best today."
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Martin, who was watching from the side, could see that although Serena knew how to play chess, her skills were nowhere near
Arabella's level.
"Well, well, well, this year's birthday bash is quite the spectacle, isn't it? Letsee who's got the guts to challenge Queena."
A playful voice echoed through the crowd.
Arabella looked towards the source of the voice and smiled, "Grandpa Regan, you're here."
"Luckyfor arriving early, or | would've missed this thrilling scene. To think someone dared to challenge you at chess these
days, who could be so audacious?"
The speaker was Regan Jarvis, a world-renowned musical maestro.
A virtuoso of various instruments, he was a legend in both the piano and violin worlds.
Speaking of the violin alone, he was counted among the three legends of the international violin scene, alongside Jamie Noelle and
Pagonana, revered as the three pillars representing the pinnacle of the 21st-century violin realm, not to mention his achievements
in other musical domains.
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