Callum helped himself and served everyone refreshments.

He studied the chessboard and said, “I think this was a deliberate move by Aunt Sasha. With your current skills, you won’t figure out where to place that chess piece even after another day.”

Simon was terrible at chess.

His face fell. He glared at Callum.

No matter how much he sucked at chess, it was no fun to be teased by his nephew as he had some dignity to preserve.

Callum chuckled. He looked toward Sasha for help to escape Simon