Chapter 136
Richard placed another piece on the board, frowning slightly. “Sasa, don’t try to fool this old man. I could tell you were holding back. You could’ve won the last game, but you let me off easy.”
“Grandpa, you’re too skilled for me. There’s no way I could win. Don’t tell me you’re just trying to comfort me with those words,” Sarah replied with a warm smile as she placed her next piece on the board.
“I know you too well, Sasa. Don’t waste your time on that blockhead from our family. Just looking at him gives me a headache. Richard sighed deeply.
Sarah was such a wonderful girl, yet it seemed fate had decided she wouldn’t remain part of the Chancer family. The thought of James, that foolish grandson of his, left him frustrated. Even after the divorce, James was clearly still hung up on Sarah–his lingering gaze during their chess game hadn’t gone unnoticed.
Richard had foreseen this day when the divorce was finalized.
“I understand, Grandpa,” Sarah said sincerely. She knew he truly cared for her.
After playing two more games, Sarah got ready to leave. Richard stared at the board before him. The black pieces had surrounded the white ones completely, a perfect winning position. Yet, the black pieces had intentionally left a gap, allowing the white ones a chance to survive.
He chuckled softly. Her acting is terrible, he thought fondly.
As the housekeeper tidied up, he held up the box of supplements Charlotte had brought. “Sir, do you want to try these? They look quite expensive.”
Richard glanced at the box indifferently. “Just put it away. I don’t have the appetite for it.”
Sarah stepped out of the Chancer family estate, glancing around to see that Zachary hadn’t arrived yet. Deciding to wait at the gate for a few minutes, she was startled when someone blocked her path.
“Sarah,” a familiar voice called.
She turned quickly to see Charlotte stepping out of a car, wearing a smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes.
“It’s you? You didn’t leave?”
Charlotte approached her with a subtle hostility in her tone. “I stayed here to wait for you. There are some things that are better said face–to–face.”
Gone was the delicate, polished air Charlotte usually carried. Sarah chuckled softly. “Go ahead, say what’s on your mind.”
“If you’re smart, Miss Sanders, you’ll stay away from James. You’re divorced, after all. I’m about to become Mrs. Chancer, and if you keep lingering around him, I can’t guarantee that there won’t be any negative press. When that happens, it’ll affect your reputation, not mine.” Charlotte’s words were sharp and deliberate
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Sarah scoffed. “Miss Garnett, if you have time to stand here lecturing me, perhaps you should use it to have a proper conversation
with James. I’m not interested in him. I don’t go back to old flames, and certainly not to someone like James.”
“Then why were you at the Chancer estate, making me lose face in front of Grandpa? You must feel so smug–Grandpa dislikes
me but adores you.” Charlotte’s voice rose with anger, the earlier incident clearly still fresh in her mind.
“You’re mistaken,” Sarah replied, shaking her head. “I came because James said Grandpa wasn’t feeling well and wanted to see
- me. I didn’t even know he’d be there. As for Grandpa liking me, that’s something you shouldn’t be asking me. When someone
treats him with genuine care, of course he’ll appreciate them.”
Sarah found the situation laughable. She had once thought Charlotte was a composed, well–mannered woman, albeit with a slightly passive–aggressive way of speaking. Now, it was clear Charlotte was nothing more than immature and foolish.
“Miss Sanders, I’m just giving you some friendly advice–don’t ruin someone else’s family, James doesn’t love you. If he did, he
wouldn’t have left you for me.” Charlotte’s tone was smug, her confidence brimming.
Sarah met her gaze, unbothered.
This was going to be fun.
