Bring Your A Game

Bring Your A Game Mr Chapter 142

A Bit Off

Ashlyn didn’t say another word and compliantly followed behind the man, but her eyes showed a hint of underlying dissatisfaction.

How? How does an ugly duckling like Elise manage to live so vivaciously, and yet I have to suffer in such a way?

……

When they arrived home, Alexander carried all the newly bought things to Elise’s room. This was his first time in her room, and he could detect a slight fragrance in the air as he entered.

“Let me know if there’s anything else you need. I’ll have Cameron bring it over to you,” Alexander said. Elise glanced at the pile of shopping bags in front of her and was a little shocked that they’d actually bought so many things today. “That won’t be necessary for now. We’ve already bought a lot, actually.”

Alexander nodded and asked, “What do you want to eat for dinner? I’ll pass the word to the kitchen.”

Elise’s eyes moved around as she pondered. She thought of something all of a sudden and said, “I want sticky pork ribs and roasted chicken.”

Alexander made a mental note of her cravings. “Sure, get some rest and just come downstairs when it’s time for dinner.”

As he spoke, he left her room with wide and brisk steps. Elise cupped her face with one hand as she stared at herself in the mirror. Strangely, she felt like a girl who was being pampered by her boyfriend.

Elise lay on her huge bed and stared at the ceiling above her; an image of Alexander surfaced in her mind and she couldn’t help but smile sweetly. Then, she rolled over and gradually fell asleep.

Night approached steadily outside her windows. It wasn’t until a knock sounded on her door that Elise stirred. She stretched lazily and checked the time—she was surprised to find that it was already over 7.00PM.

housekeeper’s voice came from

replied,

before putting on her slippers and

games on his phone. He instinctively hid his phone

asked, “Have you been

admitted sheepishly, “Yeah… I only played for a

Have you done your homework? Is

a few questions I don’t understand. Can we

as she stared at him. She replied readily, “Of course, but

had a bad feeling

extended a palm in front of him. “Give me your phone. No more mobile games until you

place. He wouldn’t be able to study well if he continued to give in to

your games all day all night

wouldn’t bother him. It was almost as if he enjoyed being constantly supervised by

said the moment they arrived downstairs, “Mr. Griffith has business to attend to this evening, so he won’t be having dinner at home. Young Masters Brendan and Jack also said that

sticky pork ribs and roasted chicken that she’d mentioned

pork ribs?” Danny hastily pulled out a chair and sat down. Then, he immediately picked up his fork and knife as he prepared to dig in.

and quickly put down his cutlery. He looked up at his brother and

afraid of crossing Alexander. The latter responded lightly and turned to Elise. “Here are the sticky pork ribs and roasted chicken that you were craving. Why don’t you give

prepared for Elise. It was no wonder his brother reacted in such a way. Thus, he quickly pulled out a chair for Elise and politely said,

smile on her face. Even when the housekeeper had finished bringing out all the dishes, neither

a bite. Instantly, the rich barbeque sauce melted in her mouth; it tasted no different from what she remembered. “It’s delicious. Please,

saw the food, so he began to stuff his face as soon