The Untouchable Son-In-Law: The Master Peregrine

Chapter 237: Yvette Larson Kidnapped

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Finn Taylor and Kuro Takeda took their seats.

Eventually, Kuro Takeda was allowed to make the first move. Sitting in front of Finn Taylor, he appeared composed.

He knew full well that this wasn’t a fair match to begin with, yet he hadn’t refused when his master first offered him this solution.

Fairness didn’t exist in this world.

Japan had won the championship several times, yet they still weren’t the governing committee of the International Chess Association. Was that fair?

‘Today, we’ll use such unfair methods to crush our opponents—and with that, the entire American chess world. My master even said that this is merely the beginning. There is more to come—that will ensure my victory.’

The two players made their moves.

Finn Taylor was quick, but Kuro Takeda was extremely slow. In fact, he took five minutes to make a move.

This was Kuro Takeda’s strategy. He was well-rested, while his opponent was exhausted.

With that, he would drag the match past midnight and into the wee hours of the morning. He simply didn’t believe that Finn Taylor would still have the mental capacity to continue playing.

When that time came, victory would eventually be his.

Although Finn Taylor was indeed slightly groggy and unsteady, he still made his moves just as quickly.

Kuro Takeda stared on in disbelief. ‘Can humans really be this strong?’

In the blink of an eye, another half an hour passed.

The clock struck midnight.

On the chessboard, it was clear that Finn Taylor had started to take the lead.

Yet, Kuro Takeda wasn’t the slightest bit nervous. ‘It has only been half an hour. In another half an hour’s time, I will be sure to take the win.’

“Go get some glucose over,” Jessica Daimler instructed her disciple.

Afraid of disrupting the game, Megan Daimler immediately set off. But it was midnight, and it was almost impossible to find what she wanted.

Finally, Megan Daimler knocked on the door of a pharmacy.

This was a pharmacist that Megan Daimler knew—he was over 90 years of age. “Sir, do you have any glucose?”

“Yes. Are you feeling unwell?”

“No, but I have no time to explain this to you right now. Just give me some glucose for now.”

Immediately, Megan Daimler ran back with the glucose and poured it into a cup before returning to the competition site.

With light steps, she walked up to Finn Taylor and fed him with a spoon.

Finn Taylor wasn’t in any position to refuse. After all, he was on the verge of collapsing.

He desperately needed to replenish his energy.

“If you’re not a competitor, please leave the stage.” Yoshie Masaki nodded furtively at a judge to chase Megan Daimler away.

“He needs to replenish his energy.”

“Please leave.”

“He won’t be able to continue unless he eats something.”

“Please leave right now. You’ll be disrupting the competition otherwise, and your country will lose this match.”

As Megan Daimler glared at the judge, Finn Taylor snatched the cup over and gulped the glucose solution down. “I’m fine. You can leave.”

Only then did Megan Daimler finally leave reluctantly.

The competition continued, and Finn Taylor seemed to be taking an even greater lead. Yet, Kuro Takeda was in no hurry at all. ‘Does Finn Taylor think that he’ll be able to replenish his energy just by taking some glucose? The biggest thing he has going against him is fatigue. It’s been hours since he’s gotten a proper rest. I’m sure that his brain is about to explode and that he’s on the verge of breaking down.’

Another half an hour passed.

Almost all the pieces left on the board were Finn Taylor’s—it looked like the competition was about to end soon.

Just then, Finn Taylor received a video on his phone.

…

San Francisco.

On the day that Finn Taylor and Willow Stone had left San Francisco, Yvette Larson had gone out shopping with her best friend. Following that, the best friends had been kidnapped.

Now, in a dimly lit room.

The two women had been tied up with ropes, their eyes and mouths taped shut. If not for the fact that they had been placed next to each other and could feel each other’s presence, they might very well have lost it.

“Bro, these two ladies are so pretty. Why don’t you play with them?”

There were another two men in the room—one was sitting while the other was standing.

The man sitting was the mastermind of the kidnapping—Black Fox.

The one standing was none other than Quince Larson.

After selling the company, he had earned a huge sum of money. It was the first time he had so much money on hand, and someone had invited him to a casino.

In the short span of three days, not only had he lost all his assets, but he had even gotten himself into debt!

He was clearly to be blamed for this, yet he pushed the blame to his cousin. ‘If not for Yvette Larson resigning from her position, I never would’ve landed in this state.’

Through his connections, he heard that someone planned to kidnap Yvette Larson and was looking for lackeys. Naturally, he was game.

After joining the organization, he went all-out, not caring about his dignity at all.

Eventually, he became Black Fox’s most trusted right-hand man.

Black Fox glanced at Yvette Larson and Clarine Landon. ‘Indeed. The women we caught this time are wonderful. If not for the fact that I had gotten strict instructions to leave them alone, I would’ve violated them a long time ago.’

“Shut the f*ck up! I might be a thief, but I have my morals.”

Quince Larson was disappointed and couldn’t help but look down on Black Fox. ‘What do you mean? I bet you’re just afraid that you won’t get paid.’

“Boss, you can go have some fun. Leave this to me.”

Black Fox nodded. His thirst for women was now insatiable since he couldn’t touch these gorgeous women in front of him.

He had to go out to have some fun on his own.

When Black Fox left, Quince Larson walked up to his cousin and slapped her in the face. “B*tch!”

Then, he ripped the tape off her mouth.

Ever since Quince Larson had entered the organization, he had learned to change his voice at will. As such, he believed that the other wouldn’t be able to recognize his voice.

“Who are you?”

“Your ancestor.” With that, he slapped Yvette Larson once more.

“Boohoo.” Clarine Landon couldn’t hold it in any longer, and Quince Larson ripped the tape off her mouth as well.

“Why are you shouting? No matter how much you shout, nobody is going to come to your rescue! Do you two b*tches know just what you’ve done? Now that I’ve caught you, I’m going to kill both of you!”

Yvette Larson was intelligent and knew from his words that they knew each other.

This kidnapping seemed fishy.

“We’ve done nothing wrong. Why don’t you tell us what we’ve done?”

“You b*tch, how dare you deny it! You married a useless husband, ruined your family’s reputation, and made them go bankrupt! Don’t you think that’s bad enough?”

“Quince Larson!” Even though he had changed his voice, Yvette Larson recognized him. “Quince Larson, we’re relatives no matter what. I can’t believe that you’re doing this!”

Quince Larson had only said those words out of spite, but he’d never expected his cousin to recognize him!

In an instant, he flew into a frenzy.