When The Unwanted Genius Breaks The Contract

Chapter 7

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o break the standoff in the hall,

what misunderstandings you two have-you will

ect, Archibald clutched his chest

ll have a heart attack and

fingertips pressing a hidden acupoint on t

ed up. I'll agree

face, Caswell forced his ang

e deadline expires, we terminat

d not even

aft the breach clauses clearly, in case y

h, turned on his heel, and str

tepping out past the heavy front gates into the cool night breeze, she felt her phone chime in her coat pocket. An encrypted message

years, Caswell had used the alias 'Frost' to hunt her across digit

him Sunday night on the dark web ches

emoji: "Got it! Those Wall Street gu

ress of the Booth mansion to retrieve a keepsake left by her late grandmother. Leaning back against the headrest

tood by the mahogany desk reviewing merger files when his phone vib

f this is about that wom

excitement through the receiver. "It's the legendary

pen rolling off the blotte

n? Did he accep

grandmaster only accepts anonymous online matches be

dark eyes, instantly wiping every trace of Ade

h money it takes-triple the fee if necessary.

the empty board on his desk, he began meticulously analyzing the grandmaster's historical matches, his mind consumed by

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“I was brought back to the wealthy Booth family after spending my life in a Midwest slum. But less than a month later, my Wall Street fiancé slammed his keys on the table to break off our engagement. "Brittanie is the one I actually love. Ghetto trash like you isn't worthy." Brittanie, my parents' beloved adopted daughter, deliberately threw herself onto the rug and cried that I had pushed her. Without a second thought, my biological mother demanded I apologize or she would cut off my trust fund. When I refused and packed my bags, my biological father even called 911, falsely reporting me as a wanted criminal just to sever ties and protect their pristine reputation. They mocked me as an uneducated dropout, sneering that a slum rat like me wouldn't survive a single day in New York without their charity. I looked at the people who were supposed to be my closest blood relatives, feeling nothing but cold disgust. How could they be so blindly arrogant? They had no idea I was a top-tier national defense scientist and a globally worshiped chess grandmaster. I didn't waste a single breath trying to explain myself to clowns. I simply grabbed my encrypted flash drive, walked out the front doors, and stepped directly into a bulletproof military SUV waiting under the deafening roar of twin Black Hawk helicopters.”