The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella) novel Chapter 1499

Barely a minute had passed, and the outcome was painfully clear. Arabella kept gobbling up Phyllis's pieces, which left her opponent’s defenses in tatters.

Even Mr. Gardner couldn't believe his eyes. His granddaughter, the pride of his lineage, was being utterly trounced by the girl?

Another minute ticked by, and Arabella had won.

It was now apparent to everyone: Arabella hadn't been coached by some master in secret; she genuinely possessed the skill!

There she was, casually sipping lemonade, served by a hovering butler, taking delicate bites of pastries when Phyllis was lost in thought; so effortlessly, so insouciantly, she had conquered Phyllis.

Phyllis sat stunned, her gaze fixed on the scene that had unfolded on the chessboard, unable to come back to her senses for a couple of long seconds.

Eugene's laughter boomed with delight, "This birthday bash is absolutely delightful! It's not your granddaughter's fault. Bella is simply leagues above us."

His words made everyone do a double take. They looked from him to Arabella, their eyes wide with disbelief.

What was Mr. Albright saying?

Arabella's skill surpassed everyone's, including Mr. Albright himself?

Impossible!

"Phyllis's losing to her doesn't surprise me one bit. I lost to her last time too, hahaha." Eugene's admission sent another shockwave through the crowd.