Vicky glanced at the driver and took out her phone quietly. Her expression darkened when she noticed that she received no signal on her phone.

“Ms. Shaw,” said the driver. “Don’t worry. We won’t hurt you. We’re only inviting you over because Old Mister wants to see you.”

“There’s a signal blocker here on the car, so don’t try anything, Ms. Shaw,” added the driver monotonously.

Vicky gazed down and confirmed that she could not make any phone calls.

10 minutes later, the taxi arrived at a mansion where someone was already waiting by the door.

It was none other than Magnus.

“We meet again, Ms. Shaw,” Magnus said.

sorry, but I’ve suffered from amnesia and don’t remember

at all offended and smiled patiently. “Allow me to introduce myself again, then. My name

and Magnus proceeded to guide her into

scenery that resembled a painting. After a leisurely walk of

man seated on a stone bench, “Sir, Ms. Shaw has

his gaze fixed upon the chessboard on the stone table. Without lifting his head, he said, “Take a

was only one available seat, and it was

still for a

traditional attire, he exuded a sharp and lively spirit. He stared at the chessboard in front

carried an unquestionable air of

glanced at the black and white pieces on the chessboard, realizing the two sides had

Not only did she study traditional board games,

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