“All right. Once you solve this round, I’ll answer your question,” Bartholomew said, pointing at the chessboard in front of him.
Jared glanced at it and was dumbfounded.
He did not even know how to play chess, so how was he supposed to solve the game?
“I’m really sorry, Mr. Doyle, but I don’t know the rules of chess, so I won’t be able to solve this. But if you answer my question, I can give you any sum of money you ask for,” Jared told him.
“If you don’t know how chess works, then stop disturbing me. I don’t need your money, so scram!” Bartholomew impatiently waved Jared away.
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