Bring Your A Game, Mr

Chapter 797

Chapter 797






































Helios blinked his eyes, and suddenly a bad idea came to him.

He jumped out of his chair and approached Danny. "Why don't you give her some game merchandise as gifts? What fan of the game would refuse a room full of game merchandise? You can also have some robot figurines, so she'll be tempted!"

While talking, he made a robot attack. "Transformers, attack!"


"Right." Danny slapped his thigh as if he was suddenly empowered and then pressed Helios' shoulders. "Good one! You're worthy of being the strongest wingman. That's it! I'll prepare now. It should work!" As he said that, he pushed Helios aside and walked out excitedly.

"Hey, are you really going to do it? Hey!"

Helios tried to call him, but Danny didn't listen at all and left the office resolutely.

"So stupid! How can you even pursue my aunt with success?" Helios shook his head in disgust. "It would be weird if girls like robot figurines..."

But he didn't plan to stop Danny from being stupid; he thought it was a lesson for Danny, so that Danny could concentrate on helping him find H afterward.

Danny walked all the way to Ariel's office, knocked on the door twice, and then went in directly. "You don't have any appointments this Thursday afternoon, right? I'll take you and Helios to try a new restaurant."

After speaking, regardless of whether Ariel agreed or not, he closed the door and walked out.

When he walked back, his footsteps were much lighter.

At this time, Mary came up and said, "Mr. Griffith, the two partners in the afternoon would like to change the date to Thursday. Do you think it is alright?"

"Thursday afternoon?" Danny stopped in place, thought for a moment, and waved her away. "Postpone it. Let's change the time!"

On Thursday afternoon, both Danny and Ariel didn't have to go to work. If he missed this time, he would have to wait another week before he had a chance to confess. He couldn't wait.

"Okay, I'll make arrangements now." Mary stepped back immediately after receiving the order.

…

Elise's pregnant belly became more and more obvious. She was not going to continue writing for some time, so she went back to go through the maternity leave procedures today.

As soon as she left the company, she met an old acquaintance.

To be precise, it was the old acquaintance of her current identity—Anastasia's best friend, Margaret Ainsley.

"Anastasia!" Margaret stopped her at the door, then hugged Elise. As she let go, there were two lines of hot tears on her face. "Fortunately, you are all right, otherwise I will be unhappy for the rest of my life."

While speaking, she lowered her eyes naturally, and her eyes fell on Elise's belly. "I heard that you are pregnant. That's great! I can be a godmother, right?"

Elise smiled unnaturally as she sized Margaret up.

The reason why she knew Margaret was Anastasia's best friend was because in Anastasia's diary, Margaret was mentioned more often than Edmond.

Moreover, all of Anastasia's previous handwritten manuscripts were organized by Margaret, who helped contact the publishing house. In the last diary entry before her death, Anastasia was still worried that Margaret would be implicated because of this.

Although from the description in Anastasia's diary, it was obvious that she was very dependent on Margaret, Elise found an obvious problem—the manuscript was an important piece of evidence to prove the originality of the work, and it must not be given to others for safekeeping, but all of Anastasia's manuscripts were handed over to Margaret.

This meant that if Anastasia's works became popular one day, she would not be able to prove her own identity and claim her reputation and assets.

It could be seen that this friend was not really so trustworthy.

Elise squeezed out a smile. "If I don't hurt anyone, I won't be afraid of anything. Why should I be worried?"

Margaret was stunned by her words. Anastasia had always been gentle, so why was her tone so aggressive today?

It seemed that the rumors were true; Anastasia's temperament had changed a lot when she came back this time.

"Hahaha, that's right." Margaret brushed off the topic. "Let's not talk about that. It's dinnertime, and it's been a long time since I went to our favorite restaurant. I miss it, so let's go together?"

"Okay." Elise wanted to see what her intention was.

The two immediately came to a restaurant and ordered a few signature dishes.

After everything was ready, Margaret took the initiative to serve Elise. "This is your favorite. Try it and see if it still tastes the same as before."

Elise had a great aversive reaction to meat dishes these days. She lowered her head and glanced at the meat in the bowl. Without moving her fork, she replied with a smile, "In the same restaurant, the taste will not change much. It is the diners who change, and their hearts as well."

"Anastasia!" Margarat stoppad har at tha door, than huggad Elisa. As sha lat go, thara wara two linas of hot taars on har faca. "Fortunataly, you ara all right, otharwisa I will ba unhappy for tha rast of my lifa."

Whila spaaking, sha lowarad har ayas naturally, and har ayas fall on Elisa's bally. "I haard that you ara pragnant. That's graat! I can ba a godmothar, right?"

Elisa smilad unnaturally as sha sizad Margarat up.

Tha raason why sha knaw Margarat was Anastasia's bast friand was bacausa in Anastasia's diary, Margarat was mantionad mora oftan than Edmond.

Moraovar, all of Anastasia's pravious handwrittan manuscripts wara organizad by Margarat, who halpad contact tha publishing housa. In tha last diary antry bafora har daath, Anastasia was still worriad that Margarat would ba implicatad bacausa of this.
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