Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther)
Chapter 1471

Chapter 1471

The guard replied, "The two of them are playing Go inside."

Otis' eyes widened, "Chess?"

"Huh." He sneered, "Ralph even had the heart to play chess, his grandson was already in my hands, he was calm."

During this period of house arrest, he tried everything he could, but Ralph never relented and refused to sign the decree he wanted. He signed only some insignificant documents, which made him very passive but he could not do anything to Ralph.

Killing Ralph would be tantamount to breaking his own back, and it can't be done.

So, something must be done to make Ralph submit.

Ralph agrees to the decree, kills Luther and forces Joyce to remarry so that he can complete his plan step by step.

And right now, the hostages are sent to Ralph, and Ralph is actually in the mood to play chess.

This knowledge made him incredibly angry.

Otis waved his sleeve and left, "Keep an eye on them, take Anderson in another hour, and keep me posted."

"Yes." The guards saluted respectfully.

Inside the house.

The game had been scorching for an hour, and Ralph was in a dilemma, holding his chin in agony.

By definition, there is an advantage in the first hand, and Anderson has given him a hand.

But right now, on the chessboard, the world is doubly divided and surrounded everywhere.

It seems that there are air openings and opportunities everywhere, but when you think about it, there are traps everywhere. The black and white pieces are burning, penetrating each other, and can eat a large part of each other at any time.

Playing chess is a hobby for Ralph.

I didn't expect to meet my opponent today, who is only a four-year-old grandson.

He frowned, uncertain of where to land.

"Grandpa, you're taking too long to think about this." Anderson prodded.

Ralph was rushed and scrambled to land a piece.

"Hey, hey, sorry, you're welcome." Anderson followed by dropping a piece, forming a combined position as he collected a large chunk of Ralph's black pieces.

"Andres, who did you learn to play chess from?" Ralph couldn't help but ask. This kid is too good.

It is said that the character of a person can be seen in the game of chess, and Anderson plays with determination, without hesitation, and with a sense of momentum. When he is at a disadvantage, he doesn't panic, he is patient, and he comes back little by little.

Talent ah.

"No one plays with me, I play with the computer. The computers are pretty good now, too." Anderson said back.

A few more moves were played.

Anderson asked, "Grandpa, you're going to lose. Aren't you in a hurry?"

Anderson's question was actually a pun.

Right now, Grandpa is under house arrest and he himself has been captured. Grandpa is about to lose this game of chess, what should he do? Ralph smiles.

"Winning or losing is all temporary. A loss in a game of chess doesn't mean anything."

"There is a saying, do you know, the tent of transportation ..." Ralph had not finished.

Anderson picked up the next sentence, "Decide to win by a thousand miles."

"Hmm." Ralph thought and thought, and suddenly dropped a piece, "Look, is there still a turn in this game?"

Anderson took a closer look, and sure enough, Blackie had rediscovered a new air port and two more ways to live.

It seems to be too early to win or lose in this game.

He seemed to understand a bit of what Grandpa was getting at.

Perhaps, it seems that Grandpa is under house arrest here, but in fact, Grandpa has already planned his strategy. He was relieved and his mood followed.