The Returned Heiress Who Had It All (Cassia) novel Chapter 235

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He’d felt this way watching the livestreams before, but now that he was experiencing it in person, it felt as if he were standing in the middle of flying blades and crossfire–every move threatening, every second lethal.

Tension! Ferocity! Danger! The pressure was so suffocating it was hard to breathe!

Snap!

A white piece hit the board–sharp, clipped, decisive.

Henry had just set his black piece down, his hand not yet fully withdrawn.

He looked up toward Cassia.

The girl was in total focus, her concentration absolute, as if the outside world had ceased to exist.

Henry pulled his hand back and kept to his own tempo, calmly selecting another piece from the case.

Randy was shaken by Cassia’s methods, yet at the same time deeply respectful of Henry.

Under Cassia’s overwhelming initiative and relentless pressure, Henry remained immovable as a mountain, holding his rhythm without panic or disorder.

That level of composure was something Randy knew he still had a long way to refine.

As the seconds ticked by, Henry realized–astonishingly–that he had slipped into a disadvantage.

Randy saw it too.

Was Mr. Sawyer about to lose?

Cassia’s expression remained perfectly indifferent.

In her eyes, there was no defense, no offense–only inevitability.

This all–or–nothing, breakthrough–by–force style would crush anyone whose mental resilience wasn’t rock–solid.

Henry’s white brows furrowed deeply as he slowed his tempo even further.

The opponent was conquering territory in the lower–left quadrant; abandoning it would only

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fuel her momentum and hand her the initiative outright.

Yet, a desperate hold might offer no survival either.

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Losing to such a young girl in an international match had been hard to accept at first–but in time, he’d come to terms with it.

He truly had been outplayed, and there was no shame in that.

Besides, her fierce, uncompromising style suited his taste perfectly. There were only a handful of players in the world who could fight him toe–to–toe, and after years of solitude, he’d stopped the girl after the match ended.

Since becoming acquainted with her, they’d played several games–most ending in draws.

Compared to their last encounter, she’d clearly improved again; one moment of inattention, and she’d seized the upper hand.

Seven kept sneaking glances outside.

On the board before him, the white pieces were being slaughtered wholesale.

Seven couldn’t even bear to look–it was too bru al!

He’d said it he didn’t know how to play, yet Draven dragged him into a game out of boredom and showed absolutely no mercy, crushing him like a helpless pawn.

Axel stood quietly to the side, looking solemn and professional, as if nothing could shake his composure–though the smile he was desperately holding back betrayed him completely.

Seven was restless.

Forget it. He’d rather chat with Draven.

“Mr. Grey, who do you think will win this time–Mr. Sawyer or the legendary chess player?”

“The legendary player,” Draven replied flatly.

“Not so sure.” Seven wagged his finger solemnly. It’s been two years since Mr. Sawyer’s defeat. Given his temperament, he must’ve trained in seclusion. His play won’t be what it was -this rematch could go either way.”

“Mr. Sawyer will lose.”

“What?” Seven froze.

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“Why so certain? Even if the legendary player beat him once, Mr. Sawyer is still a national- level grandmaster. Losing twice–wait. Mr. Grey what are you looking at?”

Seven had already noticed that Draven had been watching his phone throughout the game.

He stepped behind Draven and looked at the screen.

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