Bring Your A Game

Bring Your A Game Mr Chapter 233

Are You Really Elise?

Jack stared at Mikayla fixedly. He had a feeling that whatever she was about to say was going to be outrageous, so he couldn’t help but ask, “Who?” Mikayla replied matter-of-factly, “She’s Elise.” “What?” Jack’s jaw dropped. However, Mikayla simply nodded solemnly. “Yes, Elise is H, and H is Elise.” Jack whipped his head toward H who was on the stage. It was no wonder he had a faint feeling that the woman looked a little familiar. Nonetheless, little did he expect that she’d be Elise! How’s this possible? Elise is just a yokel from the countryside—she’s a country bumpkin! How can she be H, the hottest celebrity from three years ago?

“That’s impossible,” Jack blurted out offhandedly. At the same time, he instinctively recalled inside, Who was the one who had put the music score for my new song in my office back then? He’d looked through the CCTV footage after that. He remembered seeing Elise enter his office during that period of time, but he never thought of putting the two together. Now that he knew Elise was none other than H, everything finally made sense. The song was written by Elise, and she’d placed the score in his office. She was also the one who had written the clarification post on Twitter.

then? It’s definitely because she’s H, so getting her hands on these tickets was just a walk in the park!” Even when Mikayla put it that way, Jack found it difficult to believe that

the crowd. Her hands instinctively balled into fists. The next agenda of the event was an interactive session. She initially set up the fun game with the intention of telling Alexander a snippet of the truth through the activity, but now that Alexander wasn’t even

event ended, Elise didn’t see a sign of Alexander. “With that, our fan meeting today has come to an end. Thank you everyone for coming! Next, we have a lucky draw activity. One of you lucky fans will receive an exclusive signed album of H…” As the host began his concluding speech onstage, Elise slowly left the stage. Without even changing out

with you. Are you okay with that?” Elise snapped out of her worries and immediately put away her phone while feigning nonchalance. “Sure, let them in.” With that, a group of fans rushed over, holding their phones up to take photos of Elise. There were

over. When she was about to leave the stadium, Jamie kindly escorted her to the minivan. “You’ve worked hard today, Boss. It’s great that everything’s gone smoothly. However, I got a lot of calls asking if you’re interested in taking brand endorsement or advertisement deals. I’ve already rejected all of them.” Elise said dejectedly, “Alexander didn’t come

in a good mood, but he didn’t know what to say in consolation. So, he could only change the subject and talk about other things to shift her attention elsewhere. “Boss, your influence is really off the charts! Out of the ten trending topics on Twitter, eight of them are about your fan meeting today. Go and take a look at their posts—everyone’s asking for you to make a comeback.” Elise looked away from the window and finally took out her phone to tap into Twitter. Jamie was right—she was occupying a majority of the trending

car screeched as it came to an abrupt stop the moment she said that. Jamie said in a panic, “No! Boss, if you return to the entertainment industry, what happens to the company? Back then, you said you’d only leave it to us for a few months, but it became two