Bring Your A Game, Mr

Chapter 465 The Colluding Husband and Wife

“This is…” This is totally different from what I’d expected, okay?!

Nathan could hardly believe it when he saw the nonchalant look on Elise’s face. Without even bothering about his elegant-looking suit, he quickly walked to the door and craned his neck to look outside. However, there wasn’t a soul to be seen when he looked around. His arms akimbo, he turned around and stood where he was in a daze for a few seconds. Then, he turned back and stood face-to-face with Elise, eyeing her up and down once again with skepticism in his eyes. “You’re A?” he asked.

“Yeah, it’s me.” Elise folded her arms across her chest.

Nathan pulled a long face at once. “Say, even if you didn’t manage to make an appointment with her, you didn’t have to joke with me like this. Don’t tell me you’ve not even met her in person.”

However, Elise asked calmly in reply, “If I’m not A, then what do you think A’s supposed to look like?”

“In any case, she’d never look like you.” Nathan exhaled a deep breath in annoyance. When he turned and saw that Alexander was about to open the bottle of Romanée-Conti, he immediately ran up to the man and stopped him, saying, “Don’t touch it! This bottle’s for A. If you two finish it off, then what am I gonna serve A with when I meet her for real later?”

Just then, however, he heard a lady’s faint and delicate voice speak behind him. “That’s stingy of you, Natty.”

Upon hearing that, Nathan felt like something had exploded inside his head. In an instant, his pupils dilated, and he looked back in disbelief. “How did you know about this nickname?” He looked bemused. “Did A even tell you about that?”

Natty wasn’t Nathan’s actual nickname. It was only a nickname that A gave him without thinking when they were working together back then because she thought Natty sounded similar to his first name. Even though many who had been part of the collaboration were aware of this nickname, no one dared to challenge Nathan’s authority like A did, for he was a big name in the investment community even then. Therefore, he hadn’t heard this nickname for years.

“Jeez, what a bother.” Elise plonked herself down on the sofa. “Seriously, do you need me to reminisce about how we used the situation to our advantage during the first equity hedge battle between you and that self-important father of yours and how we wiped him out and made him lose all his capital?”

no choice but to look Elise in the face. A kept a low profile and was never keen on acquiring fame or wealth, so she would never brag to anyone in great detail about those exhilarating and unrestrained stock wars. Furthermore, no one knew that the person they

In order to get back at the man, Nathan amassed his strength until he finally stood in the brokerage firm with dignity and fought him. At first, he thought he had honed his skills enough, but Nathan’s father was more experienced and thus much craftier. Halfway through the scheme, he almost had all his possessions swallowed up by that so-called father. It was A who had saved the desperate situation for him, allowing

A wasn’t only an idol but also his benefactor. If it weren’t for A, he wouldn’t have been able to avenge his mother

out of patience.

It’s just that I still have trouble adjusting to that.” Nathan seemed somewhat ill at ease. He continued in self-deprecation, “Perhaps it just

she was only about 13 years old seven years ago. It was truly unimaginable for someone at that

comfort on the arm like a mature and respectable old man. “It’s okay, Natty. You’re still young. As you gain more experience, you’ll find that there are always people who are better than you

pulled a wry face; he never dreamed that he would

Then, she opened it

the remaining glass of wine and walked over to

smile. Then, he took the wine glass, clinked glasses with the couple, and finished his wine in

seemingly savoring

two

up with a mischievous idea. Walking back to the liquor cabinet, she brought the entire

the glass was already 80% full at that point. He said helplessly, “Elise, you only need to pour a mouthful of the wine into each glass just so we can taste it. It’s not like

in a smile. “Well, I was just worried that you couldn’t remember what it tasted like. After all,

puzzled upon hearing

bottle of wine for A?” Elise asked

I only have a bottle of good wine of such distinction! he thought. “Well, I did say that, but…