Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 1013

However, Megan didn't appreciate Helen's gesture. She found it absurd that Helen would make such a suggestion at this point.

"You don't seem to fully understand what you're up against. One more move, and you'll find out what it feels like to lose everything."

Helen ignored Megan's taunt and reiterated, "I'm giving you one last chance. Concede now, and you won't have to kneel before me."

Megan couldn't be bothered to reply, instead finding the situation quite amusing.

Aside from the finalists, most of the crowd had gathered around Otto and Elijah, leaving Helen and Megan's side relatively quiet.

Despite this, those who couldn't get close to the main crowd came over, eager to see what was unfolding.

When they saw the chessboard setup, they gasped in astonishment. "Oh my gosh, the Maltrex Tactic is being used!"

Helen was puzzled. This was just a move she had come up with on the spur of the moment—how did it already have a name?

As soon as "Maltrex" was mentioned, more and more spectators began to gather.

"It's definitely the Maltrex Tactic. No wonder Megan is Mr. Murray's protégé; she's even mastered this strategy!"

"You should have said that earlier—how could we not come over for a game featuring Mr. Murray's protégé?"

After a moment, a refined socialite spoke up, offering Helen some subtle advice. "The Maltrex Tactic has yet to be solved by anyone in the country. Those who can endure for a few more moves are already considered exceptionally skilled. It might be wise to concede now."

"Is the Maltrex Tactic really that impressive?" Helen asked sheepishly.

Her question caused a stir among the onlookers.

"If you don't know about the Maltrex Tactic, what are you even doing playing chess? It's quite disgraceful!"

Helen was taken aback. She hadn't anticipated that her seemingly casual move would cause such distress for Benedict.

She sighed and looked back at the chessboard. With a serious expression, she remarked, "In reality, the tactic isn't that complex; it's just been overhyped."

Upon hearing this, Megan scoffed disdainfully. "Helen, a loss is a loss. Stop making excuses. It's the first time I've seen such poor sportsmanship!"

Helen shot Megan a piercing look before moving her piece back along the path opened by the black pieces. With this move, she penetrated Megan's formation and established a solid position in her territory.

Meanwhile, Megan prepared to strike with a decisive move. But as she closely inspected the board, her expression suddenly froze in disbelief.

What was happening? With just a single move, Helen had completely turned the tide of the game. Now, it was Megan who found herself trapped.

Was… Was she about to lose?