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?”

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 had jointly

his father before he was born. Not only that, but the man even refused to say goodbye to her for one last time in her dying moments. 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 him to bring

an idol but also his benefactor. If it weren’t

was running out of patience. “Are

adjusting to that.” Nathan seemed somewhat ill at ease. He continued in self-deprecation, “Perhaps it just never occurred to me that the person

had yet to celebrate her 20th birthday at present, which meant she was only about 13 years old seven years ago. It was truly unimaginable for

arm like a mature and respectable old man. “It’s

he never dreamed that he would be preached to by

to the liquor cabinet and picked up the bottle of Romanée-Conti. Then, she opened it right away, pouring the wine into three wine glasses. Picking up two of the glasses, she then turned around and handed

of wine and walked

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

seemingly savoring the endless aftertaste

it at an auction for two million. There are less than ten bottles of it globally,” Nathan

compressed her lips into a smile. In an instant, she came up with a mischievous idea. Walking back

recklessly into his glass, Nathan immediately held it up, but the glass was already 80% full at that point. He said helplessly, “Elise, you only

couldn’t remember what it tasted like. After all, the bottle will cease to be yours very

upon hearing her

prepared this bottle

of such