Bring Your A Game

Bring Your A Game Mr Chapter 188

A Non-Expert

Now that Elise was exposed, she could only mumble reluctantly, “I dabbled in it.”

At that point, Cynthia realized that she had had a foot-in-mouth moment. Does this mean Alexander has no idea of Elise’s alter ego? Swallowing, she shot Elise a fleeting, apologetic look and quickly interjected with what she hoped was a dismissive tone, “That was just a thought. I mean, if I have to be brutally honest, Ellie’s not good enough to come up with a brilliant design, so maybe it’s for the best that you let a professional handle it.”

However, even as Cynthia said this, Alexander still held onto the previous statement on Elise’s so-called ‘dabbling’ in wedding dress designing.

When they pulled up at the Griffith Residence, Cynthia was so excited that she practically bolted out of the car and hurtled into Laura’s arms. “Mommy, I’ve missed you so much!”

The Griffith Residence was filled with raucous laughter and even better cheer now that Cynthia was home; Laura and Robin, in particular, seemed to have wide grins permanently fixed on their wizened faces.

The days went by without anyone really noticing them, and in the blink of an eye, everyone was into the sixth day of the new year. That morning, Alexander texted Elise. ‘Come downstairs when you’re done washing up. I’ll be waiting for you by the cul-de-sac.’

Elise blearily searched for her phone when she heard it chime with a new message. Upon reading Alexander’s text, she felt all the sleep drain out of her, and she clambered out of bed toward the window. She pulled aside the curtain and immediately caught sight of Alexander standing by the yard. What is he up to so early in the morning?

Without wasting another second, she washed up and put on a fresh change of clothes, then went downstairs and into the front yard. “What’s going on?”

Alexander’s gaze lingered on her briefly before he reached to open the car door for her. “Get in. There’s someplace I need to show you.”

She stared at him warily, trying to figure out why he was being so mysterious. Nonetheless, she slid into the passenger seat, following which Alexander started the car and drove away from the curb.

his workaholic tendencies, given how the atelier seemed

in response. “I’m here to

that they were looking for Brendan, she replied hurriedly, “Please wait here for a moment while

over to where Elise stood mutely next to his brother, and while it was a little odd for him to think of her as his sister-in-law, he

the atelier. This was

at these, Elise. These are all the initial designs I came up with for your wedding dress, and there’s even a ready-to-wear piece

changes to the design. After

you can bring me here to take

for stuff like this, so I figured it would be meaningful if you could have some input

surge of warmth coursed through her when she

some of his designs were clearly imbued with elegance, others were a little quirky; there were no two designs that were the same, and Elise could see all the thought he had put behind them,

her gaze fell upon one of the sketches and stayed there. “This

wedding dress is practically tailor made for you; I thought about how you carry yourself and came up with the design, so it suits you best. The ready-to-wear piece I mentioned earlier happens to be based on this. I

stunned by how he had so accurately guessed her

that, Brendan brought them to the atrium next door. A mannequin had been positioned in the center of the room, and a white tarp had been draped over it. Brendan stepped up and proceeded

stared at the design sketch that had come to life before her, so moved by the flawless silhouette and the opulent material of the wonderfully made dress that she found herself

want to try it

his assistants bring her

only two left in the room. With a rueful sigh, the former commented, “Elise’s figure is gorgeous enough that she’d carry the dress well, but…” He trailed off, then added with a hesitant dry cough, “I think the make-up artist would need to put in a bit of arm grease to, uh, make her