"The real chess set is now held firmly in Mr. Albright's hands. Queena said that she had never gifted Serena with a chess set, let alone mentored her, so all the time it's Serena who lied and made a fool of
us?" The room seemed to swell with disbelief. Could Serena, the daughter of the Collins family, have woven such a deceitful tale?
The revelation was nothing short of a bombshell.
"Indeed, Queena is quite the craftswoman. She once made me a set," Eugene's voice was laced with a touch of pleasure.
The set had been a playful project for Queena at the time, but from the very first glance, Eugene had coveted it for himself. Fortunately, the generous young lady had presented it to him on the spot.
That particular chess set, her maiden creation, was still treasured in the safe confines of his vault.
"Serena, say something." Lindsay pressed, her patience waning; what on earth was going on?
"Queena, is she really your protege or not?"
