It was worth it to get to play chess with Rose and have a whole new perspective.
He looked at Rosemary and patted her shoulder. "You might want to consider taking up your grandpa’s mantle."
Everyone was taken aback once again.
What did Mr. Eugene an by that?
Had he already picked his successor long ago? And that person was Rosemary, not Alma??
Everyone instinctively looked at Alma.
At this mont, Alma’s face was filled with shock, looking extrely surprised.
Had Rosemary turned down Mr. Eugene earlier?
Oh God. How could that be?
Was there such a fool in this world?
That was Mr. Eugene!
The absolute pinnacle of the chess world — inheriting his legacy would be a dream co true.
But Rosemary just gave a light smile. The old man was playing tricks, trying to pressure her in front of everyone, thinking she would hesitate to refuse in order not to embarrass him.
"It’s ti for you to head back."
Rosemary did not ntion anything about the inheritance; she simply changed the subject with a single line.
"Ha ha ha, alright. Do visit more often and give a call once in a while. Don’t always let be the one to reach out to you and not get a response!"
The old man’s tone was sowhat complaining, but the others around were green with envy.
"I’ll know."
"Well, I’m heading back now." Mr. Eugene was about to leave when he suddenly rembered the old man always posting photos in the group chat to provoke everyone when he was conducting experints with the young lady.
He used to think that behavior was absolutely outrageous! So pointless! So vexing!
But now, he cheerfully said to Rosemary, "Shall we take a photo together?"
Everyone around widened their eyes in disbelief as they watched Mr. Eugene pull Rosemary in for a photo. This Rosemary was way too lucky to get such recognition from Mr. Eugene!
"I’ve got to go."
After taking the photo, Rosemary checked the ti, knowing the competition was about to start, and said, "See you later."
"See you later, kiddo." Mr. Eugene looked at the photo on his phone, grinning ear to ear.
He sent a dozen photos to the group chat in one go, and in those photos, he was grinning so wide that his eyes were almost shut. Rosemary, on the other hand, was as elegant as a lotus. Such a beauty. That McMillian boy was so lucky!
Humph, this marriage thing — even he, as a grandpa, had yet to give his blessing!
He had to see the boy’s character and sincerity. If he’s not up to snuff, there’s no way he would agree!
Just as Rosemary was leaving, she suddenly received a call from David.
Surprised, she answered, "David?"
"Rose, David’s world tour concert is kicking off in Sumrfield. I’ve reserved two VIP tickets for you and Roo. Don’t forget to co. The tickets are already on your phone."
David Collins’ sunny voice ca through the phone, filled with 100% affection.
He sent Rosemary electronic tickets with QR codes on them that could be scanned for entry at the venue.
"Thanks, David."
"Look at you, all formal with again after so ti apart! We’re family. Forget about concert tickets. If you ever wanted to serenade just for you, I’d be more than happy to! Any ti of the day, even at 3 a.m."
Rosemary: "Thanks, David. But that’s really not necessary."
"I heard Clark’s back in town. Has he been giving you a hard ti? If so, I’m going to have a word with him!"
Rosemary smirked. "You think you can take on Clark?"
Despite Clark’s lack of combat skills, he probably had the upper hand against David, right?
"Don’t underestimate . Even if I can’t beat Clark, I won’t let him bully you. Whoever sses with you, I won’t let them get away with it. Just tell if Clark’s done anything that’s made you uncomfortable so I can settle the score!"
"No, Clark’s been pretty good to ."
"Well, that’s a relief." David sighed, a hint of sourness in his heart. "I’ve got a concert tour coming up, so I won’t be able to be with you for a while. You should hang out with your friends more. If any of them happen to be fans of and want a signed photo or ticket, just say yes. I will give them as many as they want, as long as they’re genuinely nice to you."
Rosemary was moved by his words.
"If they want to chat with over a voice call or even video call, I’m up for it. I’m even willing to treat them to dinner and take photos with them. As long as you’re happy, I’m up for anything."
"David, you’re so kind."
"It’s you who’s kind. I’m proud to have a sister like you. You’re such a sweetheart."
David could imagine his sister’s sweet and adorable face even over the phone.
"Feel free to call or text anyti."
He had lost sleep over this, always feeling like he had done sothing wrong, that he had lost his place in his sister’s heart, that Clark had taken advantage of his absence.
"I’ll ssage or call you whenever I’m free," Rosemary promised.
"Alright, I won’t bother you anymore then. Take care of yourself at school, okay? You hang up first."
David could hear the lively chatter on her end. She was probably with her friends, so he didn’t want to hold her up.
"Okay."
After Rosemary hung up, soone asked, "Rosemary, how many siblings do you have? How many did your mom give birth to?"
It sounded like she had a lot.
"Not too many," Rosemary evaded the question with a noncommittal response.
But soone said, "You know, Serena from the Collins family, the heiress? I heard she has five brothers, and she’s the only daughter. She’s the apple of her family’s eye!"
"I think she has a captivating air about her; definitely looks like a rich girl. But I don’t really like her."
" neither. She seems so out of reach."
"Hey Rosemary, you share the sa last na with Alma, who just called you sister. Are you guys related?"
"Really?"
Everyone was just curious and gossiping. After all, they didn’t think Rosemary had any connection with the Collins family.
There were many people with the surna Collins, including so celebrities, like the popular young heartthrob David.
"Your violin playing just now was better than Serena’s," Rosemary suddenly complinted a short-haired girl.
"Really?" The girl was taken aback. "Really? But my overall score isn’t as high as hers."
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