Chapter 1255
Stan was not proud—he understood humility and how to respond impeccably.
In contrast, Mr. Fowler did not like impetuous men—those types would not succeed in anything.
"What do you think of Rea?" Mr. Fowler then asked.
Stan mused to himself for a while and said, "She's great!"
Mr. Fowler chuckled. "She's spoiled."
He then made another move, avoiding Stan's attack and checking Stan.
One wrong move, and Stan would lose.
As he stared at the chessboard, Mr. Fowler looked up at him. "My daughter is spoiled and has led a charmed life. But even though she has an attitude, she's naive and kind."
"Well, she's one of a kind."
Stan could feel that Mr. and Mrs. Fowler were loving parents, which made for a good family vibe.
Even if Rea would get a little feisty, she did not bear ill will, and that made her a rare specimen.
Only those who lived in sheltered environments would retain their kind nature, while those who faced society's abuses would end up warped.
Mr. Fowler nodded. "Yeah… B
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