Bring Your A Game, Mr

Chapter 217 Follow Me and Keep Silent

“Well, I don’t think I’m wise anyway. I’m quite annoyed too! After all, someone stole my design just like that!”

Though Elise said that, she wasn’t too affected by it. After all, that draft was just a half-finished design to her. However, Brendan owed her big time due to this incident and this was something that she couldn’t ever obtain even if she was willing to pay for it.

“Alright, let’s put this aside. However, I’ll probably need two more days to come up with the revised design.”

Upon hearing that, Brendan nodded in agreement. “That’s fine. I’m not in a rush for it so just take your time.”

“By the way, about Molly…” At that point, Elise brought up Molly because she reckoned that the latter was quite talented in this field. If Molly was fired from their workshop, it was quite likely that her career as a designer would end here.

Brendan, however, made his stance quite clear. “Molly’s my personal assistant and she’s also a part of our design team, but her actions are completely unforgivable.”

Meanwhile, Elise hummed to indicate that she understood. Although she felt that it was a shame for Molly’s talent to go to waste, she was unsympathetic of the woman’s current predicament.

After she had gone back into her office, Elise stretched her back before taking a seat and continuing with her sketch. However, her creative juices were not flowing well at the moment and more than ten consecutive sketches were unsatisfactory to her. There was also a pile of balled-up papers in front of her table.

When Alexander arrived, he was quite mindful to knock on the door before entering the room. Despite that, Elise was engrossed in her sketch and she didn’t give any response at all. Left without a choice, he pushed open the door and walked into the room. He then casually picked up one of the balled-up papers from the ground and unraveled it, only to find that it was a sketch for a preliminary design.

At that point, Elise heard his footsteps and she came to her senses. “Why are you here?”

Alexander lifted his head to glance at her before replying, “It’s time to go home. You didn’t even bother to look at the time, huh?”

It was only then that Elise finally noticed the time. She sheepishly rubbed her temples, she murmured, “I don’t have much left to do. Let’s head home together.”

Just then, Alexander moved forward and came to her side as he mentioned, “You must be tired after sketching for such a long time. I’ll give you a shoulder massage.”

necessary.

in fact, she actually felt that her shoulders were quite sore. However, Alexander didn’t even give her a chance to

point, Elise felt her shoulders relax significantly and she no longer felt as tense as before. Just then, she found that her design inspiration seemed to come about quite quickly. “I think you’ll need to

she spoke, she had already impatiently grabbed a pencil

seem to be in a hurry, so he took a seat next to her and waited silently. Neither of them spoke a word in that cramped little room

couldn’t seem to contain the smile on his face. Shortly after that, he

Mr. Griffith.” Subsequently, Brendan turned around and walked

was brightly lit up though the night had fallen. As soon as Elise completed her

look at Alexander. He was still seated cross-legged at the same position and he had a

took a closer look and realized

him. She was just about to go and shut the door but the next minute, a pair

as his hoarse voice rang out lazily. She hastily replied, “Yes,

tightened his grip on her. “Let

her. After quite some time, all of the lights in the office suddenly

the lights suddenly go out?” Elise asked frantically. However, Alexander comforted her, “I guess it must be the timer and the lights get cut off at a certain

his cell phone but despite pressing

“My battery’s flat.”

switched on the

“Let’s go.”

along behind but upon reaching the entrance to the office, they realized that the door was

she shoved hard on the door but it was to no avail. “What’s going on? Why

toward the door and realized that it had

sounds of some footsteps shuffling by the corridor. Hence, Alexander