Bring Your A Game

Bring Your A Game Mr Chapter 112

Bring Your A Game Mr Chapter 112

The Truth

Danny nodded violently. “You’re my boss, right? And a lackey always needs their boss’ help.”

“I don’t think I can help you,” she refused.

Danny panicked, of course. “What do you mean, boss? Are you worried that I won’t listen to you? Don’t fret. I’ll do anything you ask if you’ll help me out. I’ll quit my video games and do anything you tell me to. I swear.”

Elise liked Danny’s attitude, but it still didn’t change the fact that this was a great undertaking. She never taught anyone before, so she might botch the job. And Danny might lose his zeal and quit real soon. If that was true, she would have wasted her time.

“Do you really want to do this?” she asked again.

Danny nodded without hesitation. “Yeah, I’m sure I do.”

“I can help you, but with a condition,” Elise said. “We’ll have to agree on a contract, and you’ll have to listen to me for five months, which is until the entrance exam. If you disobey me, then the contract is voided. But if you do as I say, I promise you’ll get into a college without any problem.”

“Deal,” Danny answered quickly. “I’ll draft it once we get home.”

“There’s no turning back, Danny. Think it through. Take your time,” Elise told him.

“I won’t turn back now.”

Danny hurried upstairs after he came home, but Elise came in slowly. When the servant saw her, they greeted, “Welcome home, Miss Elise.”

and handed it to

told her, “All the young masters are home today and they’re in the backyard with Mr. Jonah. Will you be there too,

to the backyard and saw Alexander playing chess with Jonah, while Jack and Brendan were giving

went over, and Jonah looked

Alex has improved a

at the board, and she realized

helpers, grandpa. I’m holding you to that,” Brendan told

know. I’m just getting her to help me out. Can’t

you’d lose, Grandpa Griffith. Quite the opposite, actually.

“That’s

table and watched happily as the chess match unfolded. In the

Elise, dinner’s

delighted he won the game.

just when they came to the porch, Danny came down and dragged Elise away. “Take a

any space between each line, and she was surprised that Danny managed to write almost every single

Give me

to do this?” she

without any hesitation. “Yes,

a pen.” Danny handed her one

handed the contract

as if it was a priceless treasure. “I’ll be

grunted. “It’s dinner time, so

Danny chuckled. “No prob.”

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