Chloe shrugged, repositioning the two chess pieces back on the board. Since they had already won at least one out of the three rounds of the bet, Nathan and Damon didn't really sweat over the outcome of the third round.
Every time Chloe saw the water glass beside her, she'd take a sip, and Damon would refill it for her.
Presley, in the beginning, kept throwing occasional glances at Damon.
He was thinking, "This kid, he's being so attentive to her!"
He was never this nice with Presley.
Noticing Presley's gaze, Damon would always pour him a glass of water.
Presley expressed his dissatisfaction with a slight pout.
At first, he had the energy to complain about this kid's behavior, but soon he just didn't have the strength to do it anymore.
When the game started, everyone's moves were pretty bland. Even though everyone was attacking each other, there wasn't much pressure.
But later on, Chloe's moves became more and more aggressive, pressuring and dominant, with absolutely no hesitation. There were hardly any superfluous moves, and every move would take an opponent's piece. Nathan and Damon went from being indifferent to paying full attention, and even started getting nervous for Presley, thinking how to break Chloe's moves from his perspective.
But they just watched, without voicing their thoughts. Nathan wanted to give Presley some advice, but he knew he had to stay quiet, so he just watched. Then he realized, even his suggestions couldn't withstand Chloe's attacks, so he just gladly kept his mouth shut.
Presley was pushed into a corner, powerless to resist. Despite his best efforts, in the end, he was forced into a situation with no moves left.
Presley's forehead was slightly bulging with veins. He had lost pretty badly this round, his face grim.
"Good!" Nathan was stupefied, after coming to his senses, he exclaimed, "Good!" and then started clapping enthusiastically, causing Presley's face to turn even grimmer.
"Thank you for your generosity, Presley. We're delighted that you could attend mine and Damon's engagement ceremony."
Chloe didn't really say anything after winning the round, but after the three rounds were over, she felt the need to say something to wrap it up.
Presley glanced at Damon, their gazes met for two seconds before they both looked away.
Presley was fuming inside, he glared at Chloe and asked seriously, "Did you really not know how to play before?"
Chloe shook her head, "Are you still doubting that I lost the first round on purpose?"
Presley sneered, "So you're okay with using the person you claim to deeply love as a bet on a gamble you're not sure you could win? Aren't you afraid of actually losing?"
Damon's face darkened instantly.
Chloe smiled, "What if I did lose?"
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