Rachel Ross didn’t doubt Estelle Alden’s words, and worriedly held Estelle’s hand and asked, "Where are you feeling unwell? Should I have the driver take you to the hospital?"
"No, no need, I brought a driver myself. I’m leaving."
Estelle quickly declined, fearing that Rachel would know she lost to Sumr Monroe and berate her as useless in front of everyone.
Moreover, she had already drawn lots for the second round, and her opponent was Mr. Irving.
It was impossible for her to beat Mr. Irving.
Losing two matches in a row, she would definitely be kicked out. Rather than being ousted by others, she might as well apply to leave early herself, preserving a shred of dignity...
Estelle waved goodbye to Rachel, hurrying away so quickly that her silhouette seed to blur.
Rachel suspiciously furrowed her brows.
Feeling unwell? Then how could she walk so fast...
However, she didn’t think much of it, just assuming that Estelle was truly unwell.
But even if Estelle was unwell, it was impossible for her to lose to Sumr Monroe.
She curled her lips upwards and walked towards the scoreboard.
A lot of people had already gathered there, and she stood on tiptoe to look at the board, her eyes widening in an instant.
Estelle Alden... lost to Sumr Monroe!
And it was a crushing defeat!
This... how is this possible?!
However, the scoreboard couldn’t be wrong; the fact was Estelle lost to Sumr.
She stepped back in astonishnt, nearly losing her balance.
That country girl... could she really play chess?
This was far beyond her expectations!
No wonder!
No wonder Estelle hurriedly left; it turned out she was embarrassed by losing to Sumr and left early.
What a useless person!
Rachel’s other friends had also finished their gas and joined her.
Seeing the result on the board, everyone was shocked.
"What’s going on with Estelle? She lost to soone who can’t play chess???"
"Where is she? I need to ask what happened."
"Did Sumr pay her off? Rachel, what do you think?"
Rachel had regained her composure by now.
She gently shook her head and said, "Sumr didn’t pay her off. Estelle isn’t short of money."
Her friends, surprised, covered their mouths and said, "So that country girl Sumr really can play chess?"
Rachel, with an expressionless face, nodded, "Yes. It seems the rural revitalization is going well; chess is becoming popular there. If any of you face her, don’t let your guard down."
"Got it!"
"Don’t worry! Estelle was the worst chess player among us. If Sumr faces any of us, she won’t stand a chance."
Everyone was confident, still not taking Sumr seriously, only considering Estelle as useless.
Only Rachel looked a bit serious, staring thoughtfully at the scoreboard for a long ti.
On the other side, Damian Knight finished his ga unhurriedly.
Soone approached Damian with a smile and said, "Congratulations, Young Master Knight!"
Damian shook his head calmly, "There’s nothing to congratulate for winning a ga."
"I wasn’t congratulating you." The person nodded in Sumr’s direction and said, "I’m congratulating your companion. She won. And she was the first to finish her ga."
Damian raised his eyebrows slightly.
The result was both surprising and expected to him.
"As expected..." he chuckled softly.
Sumr saying she "knew a little" was indeed a lie.
He was just very curious about what level this "little" ant this ti.
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