Upon hearing Blauch’s question, Maverick's expression turned blank, and he sneered coldly. “Like her? She’s not worthy of it.” He rebutted aloofly.

An enigmatic glint flickered past Blauch Vandanberg's eyes as if he had been enlightened. He struck the floor with his stick, a cheerful smile plastered on his face. “Don’t regret it when you lose it.” He solemnly expressed and patted Maverick’s shoulder. His expression suddenly changed to a light-hearted one again. “Play chess with this old man. That father of yours is a good-for-nothing when it comes to playing chess...”

“Hehehe. Hearing my father badmouth me in front of my son as soon as I step into the...