Bring Your A Game

Bring Your A Game Mr Chapter 173

Christmas Day

It was Christmas the next day.

Elise woke up, only to find that the outdoors was blanketed in snow. She released a warm breath of air and noticed that there was some white fog that appeared in front of her eyes. It’s actually quite cold.

She then dressed in a heavy down jacket and she wrapped herself up warmly before going downstairs. She saw that the servants had already moved the Christmas tree out of storage and placed it in the most prominent spot in the hall.

“Miss Elise, you’re up!”

Elise looked at the Christmas tree in front of her and she happily exclaimed, “This tree’s quite pretty. Where did you find this?”

“This was bought by Young Master Danny last Christmas. At that time, Mr. Griffith…” The servant suddenly turned silent upon the mention of Jonah and merely said, “Ever since Mr. Griffith passed away, the whole place has been so somber, so I wanted to take this opportunity to decorate the house and add some sparkle to the place.”

“Let me help you, then,” Elise offered. However, the servants hurriedly rejected, “There’s no need for that, Miss Elise. We can handle these things ourselves.”

However, Elise didn’t heed their rejection and she reached out for the decorations to start decorating the tree.

Just then, Brendan brought his team back home and he walked in to see such a scene. Unexplainably, he felt a warm, fuzzy feeling within him. However, he still harbored a slight grudge against Elise as he grumbled deep down, She’s a country bumpkin, so how can she be a worthy match for Alexander?!

“Elise, Alex sent me over to get your measurements for the engagement gown,” Brendan said in a flat voice, sounding as if he was completing a task that he was quite unwilling to do.

movement and she replied thereafter, “Hold on. I’ll be

what was going on but being servants, they would never question their masters’ matters.

in her hand and then she walked toward the direction

for his female assistant to take her measurements. As soon as the female assistant saw Elise’s rather hideous face,

about to get engaged to the head of the Griffith Family. She’s so ugly, though. What’s wrong with Alexander?! Why did

picked up a measuring tape and started to take Elise’s measurements. However,

has such a

her measurements,” The female assistant then turned to Brendan. Meanwhile, Brendan merely grunted and kept his notebook aside before asking, “Do you have any style preferences? You can

Once you’ve come

hearing Elise’s words and the former instantly said without paying heed to the current setting she was in, “Our boss is very talented and his designs are exceptional. There have been so many young ladies from reputable families in town who have

underlying meaning and Brendan immediately reprimanded her, “Claire, you should head back to the office

no-nonsense person so she had no choice but to adhere to his words. Subsequently, she shut up and

design once everything is ready.

“I’m fine. Thanks for your hard

back now.” Brendan turned around and left with his belongings upon saying that. Meanwhile, Elise retracted her gaze but suddenly, she seemed to recall something and she swiftly turned around to

room and opened the luggage she had brought with her. There was a sketchbook inside and on the first page of it was a design of an outfit for a groom. She had casually sketched that a year ago but she was quite pleased with the style. It would be great to be able to wear this gown, Elise thought to

during my wedding. Well, it’s just an engagement ceremony this time, so it’s alright to make do with

……

after a long day at work. As soon as he walked into the foyer, he suddenly stopped in his tracks and he felt a warm, fuzzy feeling swell within him as he checked out the newly put out decorations in the living room. There was a strong festive feeling in the air. Just then, Elise walked out of the kitchen with some food she had just prepared. Noticing Alexander had just arrived back from

like a wife waiting for her husband to get back home from work. The thought of

emotions in order not to lose his composure. Then, he handed over his