"What? You're already playing against your adoptive father?" Joseph Thompson's voice came from the courtyard entrance.
Jaylene turned her head, and Joseph walked towards her, their eyes meeting at once. She looked at Joseph, who had a faint smile on his face.
She sighed secretly, thinking Joseph looked rather handsome, especially when he smiled – a bit too handsome, actually.
Ah, Joseph, with your already supreme family background, you shouldn't be competing with others for good looks, right?
If you take everything, how can those with an ordinary family background who aren't as good-looking as you survive?
"Aren't you playing chess?" Joseph came to her side and stroked her back. "You were distracted even during a game of chess? Be careful not to lose."
Jaylene's face turned red, and she quickly turned her head to focus on the chessboard, picking up a black piece and placing it in the right position.
