The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

"Hey, I think things are turning around!" one of the goons who somewhat knew chess exclaimed just then.

"Turning around? You're saying that Lugh Frankton might lose?" another goon asked.

"Yes." The chess goon nodded. "He would soon tear through the blanket shielding Blackie's castling, but Blackie is already spreading his pieces loose. That means that Lugh is too locked on Blackie's defenses that he allowed Blackie free rein on his left flank." That only left the other goons confused. "And that means..."

Pax smirked and explained, "That means Lugh may have talent, but he failed to see the bigger picture, allowing Blackie to lure him into the kill zone."

Everyone laughed, finally understanding.

One of them even gloated. "Let's see how he's going to strut now! It's a fact that he's strong, but he still lacks wits!"

"All of you, shut up," Pax snapped in annoyance right then. "Can't you be more patient?"

Everyone was silent right then.

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at Frank, whispering, "Don't worry, I'm not going to beat you even chessmasters blunder, let alone

head. "No, it's alright. You just play as best

did not really

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but it was a different story if he

the crime, which was why he was both seriously playing against Frank while considering how he could

that Pax was a

player though he was not at Blackie's level,

if Blackie

When that happened

be Blackie's head that

before Blackie actually found his chance, the

chess pieces, which seemed to be placed on a whim earlier, were

sliced through Blackie's pawn blanket like a hot knife through butter and

"I'm shocked..." Blackie exclaimed,