Bring Your A Game

Bring Your A Game Mr Chapter 87

Unknown Secret

Elise was in a dilemma. She didn’t want to dance with Matthew, but she couldn’t find any reasons to refuse. Luckily for her, Alexander stood before her. “According to the rules, everyone’s dance partner is decided by the draw.” In other words, there was no changing of partners once it was set.

Finally finding an excuse, Elise said, “Sorry, Matthew. We got the same number, so I can’t dance with you.” Perfect. Nobody can refute me.

Matthew smiled and slowly pulled his hand back. “It’s fine. Let’s leave it until next time then.”

Elise nodded. It was then the hall went dark, and everyone gasped. About a minute later, everyone heard the sound of wheels creaking, and someone was singing Happy Birthday.

“Happy birthday to you… Happy birthday to you…”

The crowd parted and made way for Danny and Jack. They were pushing a big cake on a cart, heading toward Alexander. Everyone around them also started singing as well.

Once they were done singing Happy Birthday, someone shouted, “Make a wish, birthday boy!”

Everyone looked at Alexander. He put his hands together, closed his eyes, and made a wish. “Together, everyone. Three, two, one… Blow.”

Everyone blew out the candles, and the guests clapped.

lights came back on again. Alexander picked up the

before popping a small chunk into her mouth. The cream melted in her

is it?” Alexander

Elise nodded. “Not bad.”

small chunk into his mouth as well. Immediately, his taste buds were assailed by the sweet scent of the cake, and a handsome

was delighted to see the both of

think Mr.

do make a good couple. I just hope he’ll realize that soon. You did a great job, but

saying

stop while we’re ahead. This is a big project, and I want to take it

said. A smile broke out on

until eleven at night. Once the guests

down with water, she still felt bloated, so she went out to have a walk. The night was beautiful, with the moon covering everything in a silvery sheen, and the stars twinkled

hour?” She was surprised, but she listened to it silently. The music was delightful and sad at the same time, as if these two opposites were getting merged together. Curious, she went in

that the door was ajar. Once she stepped in, what she saw was a man sitting before the piano with his back turned to her. His fingers flew across the piano keys,

talked, Alexander stopped and turned around. “It’s

snickered and went closer to him.

a whim. Not

so. “You must have trained for years. That’s gotta be around grade

his eyebrow. “You play