"Ugh… This is really annoying!"
While massaging Nolan's shoulders, Evalyn muttered in frustration, her gaze fixed on the broad back of the man in front of her.
"How can you be so good at this, Nolan? I remember you weren't very good at chess," she said reluctantly.
Earlier, when they played, she was completely defeated—without even having a chance to fight back.
It didn't make sense. In her mind, Nolan shouldn't be this good at chess. After all, they had been together since childhood.
Nolan simply smiled as he continued reading the book in his hands.
"You underestimate me, Evalyn. If there were a chess ranking system in this world, my name would definitely be at the top," Nolan said casually.
Chess was something he often played in his previous world. It was a pastime favored by the upper class.
To him, Evalyn's playing style was childish and easy to predict.
"You…" Evalyn grew more irritated by his arrogance, yet she couldn't refute him.
