Bring Your A Game

Bring Your A Game Mr Chapter 493

Being Pestered Incessantly

As soon as the door was closed, Kenneth opened his eyes and let go of Melody.

He then stood up and tidied himself up before he walked further into the room steadily, leaving a speechless Melody behind.

She froze for an awkward second before returning to her senses and followed behind him.

“As the intensity of work is constantly increasing, I hope you can increase my salary, Mr. Bailey,” Melody said in a sarcastic tone as she leaned against a shelf next to the television.

However, Kenneth acted as though he did not hear her. Sitting on the couch, he drank a glass of water and straightened his tie before he spoke calmly. “Money always hurts people’s feelings. Melody, you should pick up our local culture and stop learning all the unhelpful things from abroad.”

“You want to talk about feelings with me?” Melody did not show him any respect at all as she arched her eyebrows. “But that hurts my income instead. Without enough money, I don’t feel secure. How can I have feelings for you and be able to finish my job at the same time?”

“If that’s the case, Melody, your sense of security comes from too simple a source,” Kenneth replied with a half-smirk on his face.

“I don’t think this is a bad thing. Having one source means that there won’t be too many changes. If like you, I have to change into a different person to please others, I would much rather be killed by an avalanche of money,” Melody muttered.

Kenneth merely shook his head as he made a sound between a sigh and a laugh. “You are not foolish either. Even if you die, you want to die with lots of money.”

“I would prefer it if you describe me as a person who has a clear goal,” she retorted seriously.

In the end, Kenneth did not reply to her anymore and stood up to walk out of the room in silence.

As Melody thought he wanted to return to his room, she asked, “Do you need me to call room service for you so that they send the food straight to your room?”

“It’s fine.” With that, he gave a wave and opened the door before disappearing.

…

After Elise walked out of the elevator, she was still submerged in her own thoughts.

Who is the culprit who poisoned Kenneth? Can I somehow find the clues for saving Grandma and Alexander from him?

She took a right turn habitually. When she was just several meters away, Elise instinctively took out her room card.

card on the sensor, the room was

and locked eyes

was pleasantly

to find him here. “Why are

living in this room for almost

and raised her head to

is correct, but this

is on

I walked in the

apologized before turning around to leave.

Miss Sinclair!” Owen called out to her. “Since it’s such a rare coincidence, would you

quite late now so if I drink too much

case, let me

his room and walked outside in

awkward about this. “There’s

Come on.” With that, Owen made an ‘after you’ gesture. It was

initiated the conversation. “How’s Mr.

He is

you in Dukethorn? If you don’t mind telling me, maybe I’m able to help you

I’m just here on a vacation,” Elise replied mechanically.

You can get going now, Mr.

quickly disappeared as

Elise asked. “Honestly, I don’t really

tens of thousands of people in our lifetimes, but not everyone has the opportunity to meet the same person

seem petty if

to give enough respect to Quentin. After all, Owen was not someone they

a

series of numbers as she created a new contact

she gave him

it back and he had a flirty sort of smile on his face,

corner not far from them, Kenneth

fists were clenched tightly next to his body and in the next second, he immediately started