Chapter 665


    Chapter 665


    Led by the butler, Rachel and David arrived at the Water Cloud Courtyard in the southeast corner.


    There was a clear pond in front of lush vegetation. The irises looked delicate and fish could be seen


    swimming under the leaves.


    Old Mr. Jones sat under a nearby pavilion, dressed casually and ying a game of chess.


    The chess board was an 8-by-8 grid, and the game was still ongoing with no clear winner between the


    ck and white pieces. The ck pieces seemed to be dominating, but their strength was dwindling.


    while the white pieces were in a disadvantageous position but remained in control.


    All it took was a slight change in strategy and the ck pieces would lose the entire game.


    Old Mr. Jones was clearly aware of the situation. He fiddled with the chess piece using his fingertips.


    and didn’t ce it down for a while.


    Hearing footsteps, he slowly widened his eyes and nced at Rachel. A subtle cold glint shed in his


    eyes.


    David took a step forward and ced a chess piece on the chess board.


    Old Mr. Jones frowned and said in a deep voice, “You’ve been away for so long that you’ve forgotten


    the rules.”


    “The oue has been decided. Even if you don’t make a move, there’s nothing you can do to change


    the result,” said David as he gazed at Old Mr. Jones.


    “Nothing is absolute.” Old Mr. Jones took a sip from the cup next to him and said in a kind tone that


    also had a hint of seriousness, “Despite my age, I can still discipline you if necessary.”


    “I wouldn’t dare to disobey you,” replied David. He was hesitant to follow Old Mr. Jones’ teachings, but


    he still had some respect for him. “You know that’s not what I meant.”


    If he didn’t want to follow the Old Mr. Jones’ rules, he wouldn’t have brought Rachel to the old


    residence.


    “Do you know how to y chess?” Old Mr. Jones changed the topic and pointed at Rachel.


    The astonished Rachel replied, “I know just a little.”


    Old Mr. Jones chuckled. “That’s humble of you.”


    He put down the cup in his hand and gestured for Rachel to sit opposite him. “Fancy a game with me?”


    Rachel replied calmly, “Of course, it’s better to obey than to be polite.”


    She sat in front of the chess board and ced a white chess piece on it.


    At that moment, Billy Jones entered from the outside. “Sir, I’ve brought everything.”


    David shot Billy a look.


    Thetter went ahead and opened the leather suitcases that he had prepared.


    The suitcases contained a pair of ceramic vases, andscape art, and a painting from the 1800s.


    “Rae-Rae prepared all of these for you,” David said without changing his expression.


    Although Old Mr. Jones yed his chess pieces aggressively, his face remained calm and emotionless.


    He said to Rachel with a meaningful tone. “Miss Grey, you sure are thoughtful.”


    “It’s


    my first time here. It’s just a small token of my appreciation,” Rachel replied, calm andposed.


    Faced with Old Mr. Jones’s showy moves. Rachel found a way to break out of the situation.


    As she sealed off the path of the ck pieces, Old Mr. Jones’s eyes narrowed slightly A faint cold glint


    shed in his eyes.


    Despite finding an opening, he remained calm andposed, demonstrating a level of


    temperament and strategy that was notmonly found in ordinary people.


    As Old Mr. Jones started to fall behind in the final stages of the game, the butler stepped forward to


    pour him a cup of coffee.


    Just as the butler ced the cup on the table, his hand suddenly trembled.


    The cup of coffee toppled and sshed all over the chessboard.


    Old Mr. Jones was aware that the butler was assisting him, but the former put on a show of annoyance


    and berated, “You’ve ruined a thrilling game of chess!”


    Tm sorry for being careless,” exined the butler.


    Old Mr. Jones dismissed the situation with a wave of his hand. “Never mind. Clean it up quickly. We


    have embarrassed ourselves in front of our guest.”


    The butler replied respectfully, “Right away.”


    While the servants were cleaning up the ce, Old Mr. Jones looked at Rachel again.


    If he were ying a game of chess against someone else, the other party would have deliberately lost


    to him. At worst, they would try to maintain their dignity and settle for a tie.


    But Rachel went against the norm and refused to hold back her prowess. On the contrary, she fought


    even harder when faced with a strong opponent, leaving no room for mercy.


    She wasn’t acting on impulse. She merely wanted to use this game of chess to gain his approval.


    “It’s Miss Grey’s first time here. Show her around and don’t neglect her,” Old Mr. Jortes instructed the


    butler beside him.


    The butler bowed slightly and looked at Rachel with a polite smile. “Miss Grey, please follow me.”


    Rachel was well aware of Old Mr. Jones’s intentions. He probably had something to say to David


    alone.


    After bidding goodbye, she left with the butler.


    David frowned, staring at Rachel as she departed.


    He shot Billy a look.


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    Thetter quickly caught on to his intentions and followed her.


    Old Mr. Jones noticed David’s actions and snorted disapprovingly. “Is this ce really that dangerous.


    to you?!”


    “I wouldn’t deny that.”


    As soon as he spoke, Old Mr. Jones ced the cup on the table.


    With a dull thud, the ce instantly fell silent.


    Other than the rustling of the wind in the forest, it was as if everything in the world had turned into


    nothingness.


    After some time, Old Mr. Jones spoke again, “As long as you marry Clifford family’s daughter, I won’t


    interfere with the affairs between you and this woman.”


    David’s eyes widened with hostility as he spoke slowly and deliberately, “Rachel is going to be your


    future granddaughter-inw and the next matriarch of the Jones family!”


    Although his tone was casual, the way he spoke made it seem like he had already made a decision.


    “How dare you go against me!” Old Mr. Jones said in a t voice.


    However, David clearly sensed the tense atmosphere in the air.


    In an instant, he couldn’t help but remain silent.


    Meanwhile, the butler guided Rachel to visit the old residence under Billy’s protection.


    The butler gave asional introductions to the priceless, exotic nts in the garden, among which the


    most abundant were orchids.


    Rachel hypothesized that these flowers were rted to Mrs. Jones.


    She casually chatted with the butler while ncing around the ce every now and then.


    There were people covertly stationed in every corner of the area. They should be tasked with protecting


    Old Mr. Jones.


    Is there a need for him to be so careful even in his own home?


    Rachel looked away and pondered as she followed the butler.


    “Can we take a look at the greenhouse?” She turned to the butler.


    The butler nodded. “Of course, Miss Grey, please wait a moment. I’ll get the servants to tidy up ce


    first.”


    “Sure, I’m sorry to trouble you.”


    After the butler left, Rachel asked in a lowered voice. “Did something happen here recently?”


    She pressed for an answer when Billy remained silent. “Could you tell me what’s going on?”


    the


    After a moment of hesitation, Billy spoke carefully, “It’s mainly because Sir brought you back with him.”