Bring Your A Game

Bring Your A Game Mr Chapter 747-Narissa’s cheeks flushed as she smiled awkwardly. “Yes, best friends. After all, you’re so weak that it’s impossible for me to like you.” She took a big gulp out of her glass, as if she was also trying to swallow her guilt.

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That day, Madeline felt like having dumplings, so the family and the guests broadcasted the process of making dumplings in front of the cameras at the Griffith Residence.

Elise was the most professional and was in charge of kneading the dough while Alexander helped her out. Brendan was handling the stuffing, and Tara was standing beside and watching over him. To prevent them from spending too much time together and eventually falling in love, Madeline deliberately dragged Yuri along to pick vegetables, and they did this next to the duo.

“Mr. Brendan, have you had any inspiration yet for the evening dress you wanted to design for me? Why don’t I go to your room to look at the draft later?” Tara was being very proactive.

“Sure,” Brendan answered calmly. “The draft is in the study. You can look at it anytime.”

Hearing that, Madeline rolled her eyes. “I’ll go too.”

Just then, the director shouted again, “The second guest has arrived. Let’s welcome Christopher Edwards!”

Madeline had seen the program schedule in advance and knew that the guest was a man, so she did not have much expectations. She merely followed everyone’s gaze and looked at him. Christopher looked to be thirty. He was dressed properly in a button down and he was a magnetic man, especially when he spoke. He had a mature and alluring voice.

“Good afternoon. I’m Christopher, an interior designer. I look forward to spending time with all of you these few days, and more importantly, I hope I have the honor to be Yuri’s friend.”

Obviously, he came for Yuri.

away, talking about everything and anything from clothing design to interior design. Poor Madeline did not even find a chance to

with that blatant admiration and pampering gaze, almost blinded her! What is wrong with the film crew? How dare they invite someone who’s trying hard to snatch my daughter-in-law away? I might just

it any longer, Madeline

with jealousy. Turns out she is able to laugh in front of other men, and her stone-cold attitude is only geared toward me, he thought. He was so lost in his thoughts that he was not aware that

Brendan, immediately noticed the cut and was very concerned. She took out a

his head, he only saw how the pair seemed to be isolated in their world, smiling and chatting happily. They were completely unaware of what transpired at his end. Seeing that, his other hand balled into a fist unconsciously. For a split second, there was an overwhelming urge to tear the picturesque view to shreds. However, he was

was completely clueless about Brendan’s sudden behavior. Fortunately, Danny was there making the atmosphere lively. She did not feel left out

and the group of people sat in a circle to have

by leaps and bounds. Not only did they sit together, but he was also thoughtful enough to keep putting food onto her plate. Throughout the dinner, one could hear Yuri saying

plate from time to time, but there was not much reaction from him. He was just sitting

vegetables. However, Brendan acted out of spite and grabbed his cutlery, holding onto the vegetables that Yuri was trying to pick up. This happened several times in a row and everyone started noticing

seconds of them being at a stalemate, she gave up and

receiving, he questioned, “Is this the type of hospitality the Griffith Family gives? Brendan, don’t you think

having a meal at my own house. How is it that I must

ladies is chivalry.” Christopher’s expression became solemn as

table suddenly became

things out. “It’s just a misunderstanding, Christopher. It’s just that Brendan has this temperament and likes joking around. What he meant was that Yuri has a small appetite. He’s worried that she might be full

his mouth and wanted to refute, but Alexander quickly held him down from under the table.

dinner, Alexander called Brendan to

front of the floor-to-ceiling windows and he turned around and looked at his brother. The both of them knew very well who Alexander was referring

did not