"Alright, I'll play chess with you when we get back." The old man nodded and echoed.
"It's no fun playing chess with you; you're too stupid. I want my oldest daughter-in-law to play with me!" Mr. Noah Jackson shook his head and raised his walking stick, pointing at Michelle Campbell.
"Me?" Michelle was surprised, pointing at herself...
"Third Young Lady, could you do me a favor? The old man's health hasn't been good lately. Would you accompany him to play chess for a while to ease his boredom?" Seeing this, the old man walked over to Michelle and pleaded softly.
Michelle hesitated for a moment, looked at Mr. Noah Jackson, hesitated again, and finally nodded, "Alright..."
After all, her mind was in turmoil, so it was a good time to play chess with Mr. Jackson and clear her thoughts.
"Thank you, Third Young Lady!" Uncle Prescott gratefully said as he heard Michelle agree.
......
Soon, inside a small villa within Noah Jackson's Estate.
