NovelOnlineRomeo discovered the secret hidden within the chessboard. With a few strategic moves, he managed to turn the tide, snatching
victory from the jaws of defeat.
The bridesmaids glanced at their smartphones where Mr. Eugene had sent the answer of the test. Then they looked at outside to
the chess gRomeo was playing, and it was an exact match!
How on earth did he do it?!
The main door swung open for him, and the bridesmaids ran upstairs again, lining up in front of Arabella’s room, determined not to
let the groomsmen through easily.
“Con, ladies, please be merciful and let us in.” the groomsmen pleaded, waving their treats.
“Don’t be stingy, give us a few more!” Cathy chided, prompting the groomsmen to reluctantly fish out all the small gifts they were
carrying.
Each bridesmaid ended up with several gifts, each worth about a thousand dollars.
Their faces beamed with joy, yet they still didn’t open the door, instead signaling to the servants.
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Nine servants cforward, each holding a painting, forming a straight line before the groom.
“One of these masterpieces was painted by Bella. If Mr. McMillian can guess which the right one is, I'll let you in!” Cathy stood
behind the line of servants, spoke with a bit of pride. The tables had turned; today it was her turn to “challenge” her cousin.
He had “punished” her plenty in the past!
Romeo and his groomsmen surveyed that each painting depicted different things.
“| must say, these are quite well done.” Timothy commented with genuine admiration.
Although unsure which piece was Arabella’s, Timothy, having grown up around great artworks, could tell these were not the
creations of ordinary artists.
Derrick couldn't figure it out; it would be easier to compare if the nine pieces were similar, but as it was, it was hard to tell the
difference.
Jeffery, who had always admired Arabella’s art, felt that two of the paintings could very well be hers, yet he hesitated to guess
which.
The other groomsmen simply shook their heads in doubt.
“This one,” Romeo said, his voice clear and mellow, as pleasant as sound of a babbling brook.
The groomsmen thought he had a discerning eye for art, recognizing it so swiftly. But as they were about to rejoice, they saw
several servants coming out holding items like a keyboard, a washboard, and even a durian.
Had Romeo guessed wrong?!
A wave of anxiety swept through the groomsmen, but before they could intercede, Romeo's voice, deep and sonorous like a cello,
interjected, “I wasn’t finished. The one | just pointed out was painted by Luna.”
All eyes turned to Luna, even Luna herself was surprised.
How had he spotted her work among so many, especially when she had tried to imitate Bella's style?
“Not bad. Your skills have improved,” Romeo complimented, and Luna's lips curved into a smile, her eyes sparkling with pride.
“This one’s by Carol,” Romeo indicated another painting.
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Finally, his gaze settled on a beautiful phoenix painting, “This is Bella's.”
The bridesmaids were astounded.
“Are you sure? If you're wrong, there's a penalty!” Joyce teased, trying to mislead him.
“If you guess your cousin's but mess up your wife's, she’s going to be heartbroken,” Mya chimed in mischievously.
But Romeo was confident, “It’s this one; I'm sure.”
“Why are you so sure?” Deborah asked, puzzled.
“Have you seen her paint it before?” Freda was equally intrigued.
“It's her style,” Romeo replied, having witnessed her previous works and familiar with her distinctive flair.
“It's this one, we're sticking to it!” Timothy trusted his friend's judgment implicitly. If Romeo said it was the one, it had to be.
“Congratulations, you got it right!” the bridesmaids cheered in unison.
The groomsmen had never imagined Romeo would know his wife's paintings so well. He had guessed correctly in an instant!
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