Bring Your A Game, Mr

Bring Your A Game, Mr Chapter 333

That was, indeed, Alexander‘s thought. After he felt her warm presence, he finally cased up.

Elise didn‘t dislike Alexander‘s contact, but the gazes from the other families in the lobby was uncomfortable. With no other choice, she tugged on the hem of his shirt. “We‘re at a hospital,” she reminded.

Alexander reluctantly pulled back before he held her by the arm and thoroughly inspected her. Once he had confirmed for himself that she was unhurt, he relaxed. “Why are you all the way here?”

Elise shrugged helplessly and brandished the bill in her hand. “I was forced to come.”

.Alexander took the bill from her, seemingly understanding the gist of the situation

when he saw Janice‘s name on it. “Since when were you two close?”

Elise squeezed out a pained smile. “Is ‘no idea’ a good answer?”

In truth, Elise had no idea how she ended up getting involved with Janice either. In her worldview, there were only two colors–black and white. There was no room for gray. She and Janice were already like fire and water; they should be constantly butting heads with each other.

It was Elise‘s fault for being so soft–hearted. She had wanted to maintain a good relationship with her classmates, but she never expected Janice to try and climb up the status hierarchy. Now, she couldn‘t shake her off even if she wanted to.

Just my luck, Elise mentally lamented.

Alexander‘s lips curved up. “The friendship between girls is always a mystery,” he joked.

“You can stuff it.” Elise had a sour expression on her face. “A passing acquaintance is not a friend, and a one–off act is not enough basis for friendship. I can even say that the president is my friend, but is that possible?”

“With how skilled and talented you are, that‘s not out of the realm of possibility,” Alexander said with a straight face.

face, squinting

changed his tune. “Okay, I‘ll stop teasing you. Since

of it.” Now that Elise already knew that Janice was a giant pain, all she wanted to do was keep a

opened recently. The vibe is nice. It‘s

lips thinned for a moment as she smiled. She had no intention of telling him about the truth with Janice. She just hoped that this would be the end of having to do anything for Janice. From

lying. The restaurant was in the suburbs, far away from the hustle and bustle of the city. The air was fresh, the environment serene. If Elise focused, she

was an open–air establishment. Every few yards, there was a pavilion, and they all had booths. She and Alexander

all that busywork earlier that morning; she had already begun to dig in

placed it within her arm‘s reach. “Don‘t worry.

for a moment before she belatedly came to her senses. She had

sight of her bashfulness. He selfishly drank it all in for a while, engraving this honest side of her in his heart. His only response

rang. He glanced at the screen through the corners

the minor nuisance that was Janice. So, it had

this call, okay?” Alexander asked for her permission, picking up his

overjoyed on the inside. This way, she could eat to her heart‘s content without having to worry about

one of the desserts, scooping up a large spoonful to wolf down. Instantly, a satisfied

it tasted absolutely wonderful and delicious, but the desserts

she was about to take another bite, a rich male voice rang out above her. “Get the pastry chef to send two more of his signature

sinisterly the moment she looked up, a pretty woman in skimpy clothes by his side. His arm was wrapped snugly

hospital bed, Elise couldn‘t help but feel her stomach churn. All of

enthusiastic. “If you like the food, you can come here more often. This restaurant is one of my investments. If you ever come back here again,

that I can‘t even pay for a single meal,” she said blandly. With that, she steepled her fingers, supporting her chin with her hands as she looked up at him. A harsh glint shone in her pretty eyes. “If you have the time to make idle chit chat with a woman you

flashed across his eyes. He then reached out and seductively gripped the woman‘s chin. “Tell Miss Sinclair here how I treat