Bring Your A Game

Bring Your A Game Mr Chapter 382

The Abandoned Daughter“I certainly hope you’re hearing yourself,” Madeline pointed out gravely. Although she wasn’t the least bit surprised by Alexander’s decision, she still wanted to give him one last chance to change his mind about this. “Oh, believe me, I hear myself crystal-clear.” Alexander gazed at her steadily. “We won’t be seeing each other as much as we used to from now on, Mom, so take care. Same goes for you, Dad.”

After having said that, he spun and assessed the rest of his relatives condescendingly before he drawled with a sadistic gleam in his eyes, “You know, I wonder how the company might fare in the stock market tomorrow once word of my leaving the Griffiths gets out. I guess we’ll have to wait and see, won’t we?” His sardonic words lingered heavily in the air, and he deliberately took in the interior of the house one last time before he leaned into Elise to whisper, “Come on, I’ll take you home.” She glanced around the room and when her gaze swept over the relatives Alexander was leaving behind, she looked almost as if she was sorry for them. At that moment, she parted her lips and addressed them for the first time today, “Soon you’ll find out that you’ve lost two valuable blue chips today.”

Under the baleful scrutiny of the crowd, Elise and Alexander held hands and headed for the door. “Alexander!” Now that he had finally lost patience with his family, Danny jogged up to the couple and cried out, “I’ll come with you!” He already had enough of the twisted schemes of the Griffiths. However, Alexander clapped a hand on the younger boy’s shoulder and said somberly, “Stay here and take care of Mom and Dad for me.”

“But I—” Danny began to protest, hoping he could convince Alexander, but upon seeing the steely look on Alexander’s face, he sighed in defeat. “Fine.” With one last look at Adam, Alexander walked out the door and never turned back. After Elise and Alexander left, the rest of the Griffiths were plunged into chaos, one that seemed more colossal than they could have ever imagined. Now that Alexander wasn’t around to strategize the company’s profits, the Griffith Group was nothing more than an empty shell.

today. A small number of relatives decided to adopt a smarter approach by calling up their stock agents, thereafter selling their shares in Griffith Group to the Olson Family Clan. However, while they were racing to clean the mess they had created, none

on Robin’s bedroom door. “Come in,” Robin said, thinking that Elise had returned. He slowly sat up in bed and leaned against the headboard before he waited for someone to enter. “Old Master Sinclair,” Jeanie greeted courteously from where she stood at the doorway. “Mrs. Anderson? Is there something I can help you with?” he asked. Her hands were clasped tightly as she tugged anxiously on her fingers. She tried to find the right words, but after a while, she blurted out, “I was wondering whether you could lend me some cash, maybe just

with you being alone and all.” “No, no.” Jeanie vehemently waved her hand. “The money isn’t for my personal use. I… I

I’ll hand you my card in a bit and you can withdraw the amount as you like.” “No, no,

to suppress the excitement growing in her, but she couldn’t hide her smile as she continued, “I have a really strong feeling that she is my daughter, though. I can’t shake the idea that I might be right. I guess you could call this a mother’s sixth

her knuckles turned white as she continued, “I’ve never stopped looking for Yoyo, nor have I ever thought about giving up on her, but I was… I was…” I was too useless. Before she could finish her sentence, she broke down in tears. With a

but in truth, I intentionally stayed so I could get close to her. I must have subconsciously treated Elise as my own daughter, and when I heard you all mention that she was adopted, I instantly knew that she is my daughter. I can’t be wrong about this!” He was moved by her words and sentiments, but he had raised Elise like his own for well over a decade and he couldn’t bring himself