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.

“I’m sorry, but I’ve suffered from amnesia and don’t remember who you

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

proceeded to guide

its winding corridors and picturesque scenery that resembled a painting. After a leisurely walk of

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

gaze fixed upon the chessboard on the stone

available seat, and it was right in front of the

still for a moment before taking her

his head. Dressed in traditional attire, he exuded a sharp and lively spirit. He

air of authority that brooked no

the black and white pieces on the chessboard, realizing the two

in various arts including chess and calligraphy. Not only did she

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