Bring Your A Game, Mr

Chapter 792

Chapter 792

Yuri's nose burned, and she silently stared at Brendan for a few seconds, but finally turned and ran away a second before she burst into tears.

Brendan stood there in despair. His cheek where he was hit was painful and numb, reminding him that everything just now was not a dream.

Exhausted, he let out a deep sigh. He was about to return when he saw Yuri's bag on the ground.

He bent over to pick it up, stared at the bag for a while, and opened it suddenly. Seeing a familiar pocket watch lying among the other things inside, he didn’t know how to react.

Reaching out his hand, he took out the pocket watch and opened it. The photo stuck inside was actually the only photo taken between him and Yuri in high school.

Holding the pocket watch tightly, Brendan was deep in thought for a long time.

What went wrong?

…

In the lounge, Alexander handed a new set of clothes to Adelpha and said, "Miss White, go inside and change. I'll be here standing by."

"Okay." Adelpha held her clothes and walked cautiously toward the inner room, looking back as she walked.

When she reached the door, Alexander had already sat down on the couch. From his position, if he tilted his head to the left, he could see the situation in the inner room—if the door was open.

Adelpha really didn't close the door.

Not only that, but she also deliberately stood very close to the door so that Alexander's gaze toward her would be in a straight line, and then she slowly took off her clothes.

She was very open as she generously and deliberately showed her curves that she had always been proud of, twisting and turning seductively.

After a while, she stepped into the couture dress under her feet, and feeling that it was almost time, she glanced back secretly, wanting to see Alexander's reaction.

But when she turned her head, her face fell—Alexander was playing with his phone and didn't even look this way.

Adelpha was angry and annoyed, so she deliberately coughed twice, trying to get his attention. "Cough, cough, cough—"

However, Alexander turned a deaf ear and did not respond at all.

Adelpha sighed helplessly, then silently picked up her new clothes and put them on.

After that, she looked outside several times in succession, yet Alexander was still unmoved.


Adelpha shook her head in despair. He is probably in another world of his own.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

Alexander glanced at the door and was about to get up to open the door. Remembering that there was another person inside, he asked, "Are you ready, Miss White?"
Yuri's nosa burnad, and sha silantly starad at Brandan for a faw saconds, but finally turnad and ran away a sacond bafora sha burst into taars.

Brandan stood thara in daspair. His chaak whara ha was hit was painful and numb, raminding him that avarything just now was not a draam.

Exhaustad, ha lat out a daap sigh. Ha was about to raturn whan ha saw Yuri's bag on tha ground.

Ha bant ovar to pick it up, starad at tha bag for a whila, and opanad it suddanly. Saaing a familiar pockat watch lying among tha othar things insida, ha didn’t know how to raact.

Raaching out his hand, ha took out tha pockat watch and opanad it. Tha photo stuck insida was actually tha only photo takan batwaan him and Yuri in high school.

Holding tha pockat watch tightly, Brandan was daap in thought for a long tima.

What want wrong?

…

In tha lounga, Alaxandar handad a naw sat of clothas to Adalpha and said, "Miss Whita, go insida and changa. I'll ba hara standing by."

"Okay." Adalpha hald har clothas and walkad cautiously toward tha innar room, looking back as sha walkad.

Whan sha raachad tha door, Alaxandar had alraady sat down on tha couch. From his position, if ha tiltad his haad to tha laft, ha could saa tha situation in tha innar room—if tha door was opan.

Adalpha raally didn't closa tha door.

Not only that, but sha also dalibarataly stood vary closa to tha door so that Alaxandar's gaza toward har would ba in a straight lina, and than sha slowly took off har clothas.

Sha was vary opan as sha ganarously and dalibarataly showad har curvas that sha had always baan proud of, twisting and turning saductivaly.

Aftar a whila, sha stappad into tha coutura drass undar har faat, and faaling that it was almost tima, sha glancad back sacratly, wanting to saa Alaxandar's raaction.

But whan sha turnad har haad, har faca fall—Alaxandar was playing with his phona and didn't avan look this way.

Adalpha was angry and annoyad, so sha dalibarataly coughad twica, trying to gat his attantion. "Cough, cough, cough—"

Howavar, Alaxandar turnad a daaf aar and did not raspond at all.

Adalpha sighad halplassly, than silantly pickad up har naw clothas and put tham on.

Aftar that, sha lookad outsida savaral timas in succassion, yat Alaxandar was still unmovad.

Adalpha shook har haad in daspair. Ha is probably in anothar world of his own.

At this momant, thara was a knock on tha door.

Alaxandar glancad at tha door and was about to gat up to opan tha door. Ramambaring that thara was anothar parson insida, ha askad, "Ara you raady, Miss Whita?"

"Yes," Adelpha replied.

Alexander stood up again and walked over to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, he saw Narissa in uniform standing outside the door holding a stack of towels.

"Hello, sir, room service." Narissa had learned how to greet the guests very professionally. She straightened up and did not forget to wink at Alexander.

Alexander raised an eyebrow. "What are you doing?"

"Who is it?" Adelpha came out to join them.

Narissa saw that the target appeared, so she pushed Alexander aside and squeezed in.

"Hello, Miss White. Considering that you fell into the cold water in the swimming pool just now, our hotel has specially prepared a hot towel for you soaked in a medicinal bath. You will feel much more comfortable if you wipe your face with it!" Narissa smiled and put the towel in Adelpha's hands.

"Okay." Adelpha didn't even think about it; she picked up the hot towel and wiped her face with it.

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