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Connor greeted respectfully, “Hello, Aunt Evelyn.”
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younger generation who moved away, and it’s been
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would be happy, but others might not be,” Connor chuckled.
Evelyn’s tone carried a hint of reproach, “Connor, you’re the only years. It’s not right to make the elders worry like that.” “I’m afraid that if I lived in the family home, Grand Evelyn scoffed after hearing this, “What’s that supposed Ray had built a trillion–dollar empire, yet the succes
gaze
carried a threat and a warning.
had not been publicly announced.
Connor’s father had no interest in the power struggles, but amo
”
the grandchildren, Connor was the most cherished. Not only had he
received 1% of the shares of Passos Corporation from Ray, but his own startup, Future Inc., was also flourishing. This made others in the Passos family wary that he might join the fight for inheritance.
“Just joking, Connor nodded, not exposing the underlying tension.
“Ray is in the study. Go on up,” Ray’s wife, Madison, said with a smile, patting Connor’s hand.
Connor smiled and nodded slightly, then took the elevator upstairs.
“Make sure the kitchen prepares some of Connor’s favorite dishes tonight,” Madison said with a laugh.
“Sure. Let me help you upstairs to rest.”
The study was neatly arranged with classic and elegant furniture, and the walls were adorned with valuable paintings from around the world. The air was lightly scented with the fragrance of ink. Sunlight streamed through the window grilles onto the wooden floor, creating a dappled pattern of light and shadow.
Ray, with his gray hair and benevolent face, had eyes as sharp as an eagle’s. His fingers were tapping a chess piece lightly, producing a crisp sound.
The door opened and Connor entered. Approaching Ray, he bowed respectfully, “Grandpa.”
“Connor, come play a game of chess with me,” Ray said with a slight smile, looking vigorous.
Connor took off his suit jacket, hung it on the coat rack, rolled up his sleeves, and sat opposite Ray.
Though young, Connor was the most favored in the family. He had learned chess from Ray and received his guidance, making his skills quite exceptional.
Because of this, when he was younger, his cousins, especially the two from his uncle’s side, often picked on him.
“Mr. Connor, your tea,” a servant entered, bringing in a cup of tea.
“Thank you.”
The servant smiled, set down the and left the room.
Now, it was just grandfath
and grandson.
Connor took a sip of tea, and the game began. Connor played chess with a calm and collected demeanor, his eyes moving across the board, looking for a winning strategy.
Ray, with his wealth of experience, played strategically, leaving no openings for his grandson.
“I heard that you’ve been getting up on your own without needing any prodding, and you’ve been less grumpy in the mornings, Ray chuckled. “It seems your new
secretary, Camila, has really won your favor?”
Connor paused, a chess piece dropping from his hand and clattering randomly on the board.
‘No regrets in placing the pieces,” Ray smiled.
“Grandpa, did you do that on purpose?”
Ray looked at his grandson, “Connor, you are exceptionally intelligent and will surely achieve great things. The art of chess is not just about winning or losing, but also about mindset and cultivation.”
“She is just a secretary, yet she has disturbed your composure. Remember, no matter the situation, always maintain your calm and rationality.” Ray’s lips curved in a slight smile, but it was a smile that carried authority.
Connor nodded, “You’re right, Grandpa. I’ll keep your teachings in mind.”Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.