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.

him and said, “I’m sorry, but I’ve suffered from

smiled patiently. “Allow me to introduce myself again, then. My

wordlessly, and Magnus proceeded to guide her into the

with its winding corridors and picturesque scenery that resembled a painting.

elderly man seated on a stone bench, “Sir,

upon the chessboard on the stone table. Without

only one available seat, and it

for a moment before taking

attire, he exuded a sharp and lively spirit. He stared at the chessboard in front of him and spoke in a subdued tone, “Ms. Shaw, care

carried an unquestionable air of authority

on the chessboard, realizing the two sides had

chess and calligraphy. Not only did she study traditional board games, but she also made international chess a

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