Pampered By The Ruthless Underground Boss - Chapter 580

Chapter 580:

Khloe must lose. Otherwise, she would embarrass herself in front of Naomi and the others. Her mother would reproach her, and Henrik would turn away completely. There was no way she could let that happen.

Just as they all began to relax, Khloe’s left hand moved.

“What is Khloe doing? Is she throwing the game? How can she paint without even looking at the canvas?”

“She must be out of her mind. She’s so confident, saying she’ll win, yet she’s randomly scribbling. Even if she’s going to lose, shouldn’t she lose with some dignity?”

“I feel like she’s a lunatic. Otherwise, she wouldn’t force herself into such an impossible situation.”

Khloe seemed oblivious to the criticism around her. Her brush seemed to have a mind of its own, moving freely, gently spreading color across the canvas.

Vivid scenes began to emerge on the canvas.

As her left hand continued its fluid motions across the canvas, her right hand never stopped. Chess pieces moved with increasingly precise and deadly intent.

Everyone expected a prolonged, deadlocked match. But at that moment, Khloe’s eyes suddenly sharpened.

The next second, Khloe advanced the king, placing it in a position that checkmated Cara’s queen. At the same time, she set down the brush in her left hand.

“You’ve lost,” Khloe stated, looking directly at Cara.

Cara’s mind went blank as she stared at the chessboard. Her expression became increasingly strange, and panic overwhelmed her heart. “How can you win? No! This can’t be possible! I can’t lose! This isn’t real at all. This is illogical. How can I possibly lose to you?”

Cara, like a madwoman, continued staring at Khloe, shaking her head vigorously.

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Chess experts would have understood that when a queen was within the king’s attack range, with no protective pieces and no safe movement options, the king could attack and capture the queen. But in actual games, because a queen was highly mobile and controlled a wide range of squares, it was rare for a king to checkmate it alone.

Yet now, in just fifteen minutes, Cara’s once strategically placed white pieces had been systematically dismantled—surrounded or checkmated one by one.

Cara had lost to Khloe completely.

Khloe watched Cara’s meltdown with a composed demeanor. “I told you I would win. I am arrogant because I am capable.”

As the crowd began to realize that the chess match between Khloe and Cara had ended, all eyes turned to the chessboard. Judging by Cara’s disheveled appearance, it seemed she had actually lost to Khloe.

How was this even possible?

The spectators, particularly the Dayton family, who had been eager to see Khloe humiliated, surged forward, certain there must have been some mistake. But when they laid eyes on the final position of the chess pieces, the room fell into stunned silence.

Khloe had won. And not just won—it had been a decisive, crushing victory.

Even while multitasking, Khloe had outplayed Cara with precision. She had started by feigning weakness, lulling Cara into a false sense of security, only to draw her into an elaborate trap. With a masterful strategy, Khloe eliminated all of Cara’s white pieces in one calculated sweep.

Her meticulous thinking and flawless execution were undeniable.

Khloe had done the impossible.

Sheri and Naomi exchanged nervous glances as unease settled over them. When they saw Cara’s defeated posture and disarrayed state, a knot of dread tightened in their chests.

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