Bring Your A Game

Bring Your A Game Mr Chapter 3

Elise had a rough guess in mind. This man’s probably Alexander, the eldest son of the Griffith Family. Before she could speak, though, the man continued, “Open your eyes and see whose room this is.”

Elise was startled. Only then did she notice by the faint moonlight that this didn’t seem to be her room. No wonder I felt different from when I was sleeping earlier. I’ve actually gotten into the wrong room?! She got up from bed and apologized in embarrassment, “Uh, I’m sorry. I got into the wrong room. I didn’t mean it.”

“Get out,” replied the man in a deep voice.

And Elise left in embarrassment.

The next day, Elise was still feeling sleepy when she went downstairs and heard Danny say with a smile, “That woman is ugly, Alexander. I heard from the servants that she entered your room last night. She didn’t scare the hell out of you, did she?”

Elise frowned at Danny’s words. As she had expected, the man she met last night was Alexander.

pondered. He didn’t get to see Elise’s face clearly last night with the lights off, but he vaguely remembered the flawless fair skin of

had changed her clothes, her skin was as black as charcoal, and the moles on her face

looked impeccably perfect in his black suit. His features were so delicate as though they had been elaborately

husky voice, “I’m off to

in front of the four of us yesterday. Turns out you’re hitting on Alexander! Tsk, tsk, I didn’t expect you to be such a hard one to

make me such a person? she thought. However, rather than explaining herself, she seated herself in the dining room and ate breakfast on her

up to her. “I’m telling you, Elise—Alexander will never like you. He

“Uh-huh.”

If you please me enough, I may let you stay a few days longer

impassive glance with a frown of disgust. “You? You’re still a boy.” Danny was the youngest

dare you spurn me? Don’t you ever fall in love with me, I’m telling you. I’ll kill

seated beside the two, looked at them without saying a word. Then, he glanced at Elise as she was having breakfast. She’s from the countryside, yet