Bring Your A Game

Bring Your A Game Mr Chapter 667-Alexander and Elise dressed up to attend the cocktail party two days later. As it was a private party and not opened to the media, it didn’t receive such huge publicity, and the guests could enter the manor and look around at will after checking in at the entrance.

Regardless of the type of collector, they all had a certain amount of capital in their hands.

Judging from the manor and villa details, Elise could tell that Jonas’s net worth was not lower than the Griffiths in their heyday, but he had always been low-key and was never interested in the rankings of the rich. Hence, nobody knew how many assets he had under his name.

Holding Elise’s hand, Alexander followed the trail of the other guests. Finally, after they grabbed their own glass of champagne, they reached the gallery where the paintings of various famous artists were displayed.

The paintings were encased in glass on a special shelf, and every painting had unique security equipment, which made it convenient for guests to admire the painting while preventing theft.

However, there was an obvious flaw with it; once someone broke the glass, the painting inside would be easily damaged.

Elise stopped in front of the drawing, ‘Ink Peonies’, then looked at the other paintings around it and realized they were masterpieces by renowned painters from the last century or famous pieces from post-modern geniuses. For her first painting to be on display here, it could be considered as a very high valuation of her work.

“Do you like it?”Alexander was already thinking of ways to persuade Jonas to let him have the painting when he saw the smile on her face.

Elise shook her head with a smile. “I can’t see why this painting is so great. It’s better to just keep it for people who understand it to admire it.”

Just then, a girl in a ball gown stepped out from behind her with her head tilted to the side. After she had taken a good look at Elise’s face, she beamed in excitement. “It’s really you, Miss Beautiful!”

“You are…” Elise trailed off in confusion.

“It’s me!” She flashed Elise a captivating smile that showed off her white teeth and adorable little canines. “Do you still remember that someone was chasing you in the mall, and I was the one who helped you to escape?”

As the memories flooded back to her, Elise pointed a finger and asked tentatively, “You’re the girl at the barbeque restaurant?”

head and appeared a little embarrassed as she tucked away her fringe behind

Are your friends really busy?” Elise

out of school, I lost contact with my classmates and friends, and there’s no one I can ask out to have

her, but she

few people I know, so I’m going over to say

Elise, aren’t you? Elise Sinclair, I’ve watched your variety show, and I couldn’t even recognize you when you

and didn’t deny anything she said. Then, Stephanie continued cautiously, “Miss Sinclair, may I add you

she didn’t turn her down and added her

a liking for Western culture. Just like Elise, she was here because of the invitation from an art

Then, with Elise’s glass in her hand, she went over to him and exchanged it

Elise and Stephanie chatting away happily the minute she

many people in the art industry of Tissote, with a lesser amount of socialites within. But, as everyone knew, there were always pretty

Goddess’ from her—a title which she coveted so much, and a sense of danger started to build up aggressively within her when she saw the both of them

everywhere, she slowly moved closer to them. Then, when she passed by Stephanie, she quickly reached out and gave

and fell forward as she was caught off guard in

of her. When she regained her balance again, the ‘Ink Peonies’ had fallen as well, and the glass case was shattered into pieces with a few sharp

about was whether Stephanie had

head in frustration and muttered, “However, I’m afraid

and came to the decision that the painting was indeed utterly ruined. However, she still said in an assuring tone, “It’s

behind herself

weird, she thought. I clearly felt someone

wrong?” Elise asked, sensing something