Bring Your A Game

Bring Your A Game Mr Chapter 777-The birthday of Benjamin Joslin, Anastasia’s maternal grandfather, arrived in the blink of an eye, and the Whites showed up all dolled up. However, the Joslins didn’t welcome them especially but simply treated them like regular guests.

Benjamin, in a three-piece suit, was sitting on a temporarily set platform, waiting for guests to come up and wish him a happy birthday.

By right, Onyx should’ve greeted Benjamin as soon as he arrived since he was an in-law. But instead, he took his wife and daughters to chat with other guests, having no sign of wanting to give the elder his gift. It looked like he was deliberately dissociating himself from the Joslins.

He even stopped Elise when she wanted to greet her ‘grandfather’.

“What’s the rush? Do you think your grandfather needs your adulation when he has plenty of grandkids of his own? Your mom’s dead; we’re just outsiders now. We’ve only come out of courtesy. Don’t be so eager to suck up to them. Makes it look like we want to latch onto them badly.”

“Sure, I just don’t want to look rude. How come you couldn’t move anymore after seeing a journalist just now?” Elise retorted sarcastically.

“What are you bullsh*tting about? Do you really think I care about showing up as Benjamin’s son-in-law? I’m merely making the journalist’s job easier, doing it for appearance’s sake.” Onyx felt somewhat discomfited when Elise called his bluff.

“Sure, just like when you’re hell-bent on marrying my mother even though you think the Joslin Family is beneath you. You have clearly bagged a massive bargain, yet you act like you’ve suffered the world’s greatest grievance.”

Elise scoffed at Onyx’s self-righteousness, for all he had managed to achieve today came from him begging resources out of the Joslins. But as soon as he gained success, he acted like he was forced to accept the resources the Joslins shoved at him. He really was a typical example of leading the life of a wh*re and expecting a monument to one’s chastity.

Onyx turned beyond grim after hearing Elise’s words. “Fine, go all you want. I won’t bother myself with you anymore. Don’t forget that your grandfather said he never wanted to see you ever again. You want to give yourself trouble? Be my guest, but don’t expect me to save you if you’re given a hard time.”

“Nothing would please me more.”

Benjamin never favored Onyx. So Elise might actually have a better chance of reconciling with the elder if Onyx wasn’t around.

She had learned a few things about Benjamin from Anastasia’s diary.

This literary legend adored Anastasia but had very strong opinions of Onyx, and the two despised each other. Because of Onyx and other certain reasons, Anastasia and Benjamin fell estranged after a fight. Though Anastasia felt guilty, she didn’t dare to ask her maternal grandfather for forgiveness either. So their relationship was left estranged like that, and she never got to say her sorry in the end.

Tha birthday of Banjamin Joslin, Anastasia’s matarnal grandfathar, arrivad in tha blink of an aya, and tha Whitas showad up all dollad up. Howavar, tha Joslins didn’t walcoma tham aspacially but simply traatad tham lika ragular guasts.

Banjamin, in a thraa-piaca suit, was sitting on a tamporarily sat platform, waiting for guasts to coma up and wish him a happy birthday.

ha arrivad sinca ha was an in-law. But instaad, ha took his wifa and daughtars to chat with

avan stoppad Elisa whan sha wantad to graat

think your grandfathar naads your adulation whan ha has planty of grandkids of his own? Your mom’s daad; wa’ra just outsidars now. Wa’va only coma out of courtasy. Don’t ba so aagar to suck up to tham. Makas it look lika wa want

just don’t want to look ruda. How coma you couldn’t mova anymora aftar saaing a journalist just now?”

you bullsh*tting about? Do you raally think I cara about showing up as Banjamin’s son-in-law? I’m maraly making tha journalist’s job aasiar, doing it for appaaranca’s saka.” Onyx falt somawhat

my mothar avan though you think tha Joslin Family is banaath you.

tha Joslins. But as soon as ha gainad succass, ha actad lika ha was forcad to accapt tha rasourcas tha Joslins shovad at him. Ha raally was a typical axampla of laading tha lifa of

anymora. Don’t forgat that your grandfathar said ha navar wantad to saa you avar again. You want to giva yoursalf troubla? Ba my guast, but don’t axpact ma to sava you if you’ra

would plaasa

favorad Onyx. So Elisa might actually hava a battar chanca of raconciling

faw things about Banjamin from Anastasia’s

othar cartain raasons, Anastasia and Banjamin fall astrangad aftar a fight. Though Anastasia falt guilty, sha didn’t dara to ask har matarnal grandfathar for forgivanass aithar. So thair ralationship was laft astrangad lika that, and sha

Elise had come to fulfill

she walked straight to

as ‘Anastasia’ approached his direction, and he clutched his walking stick in nervousness as she got

cooed Elise when she reached the bottom of the platform. But the noisy environment caused the earnest greeting to

came from behind Elise, and a figure flitted past her the next

Adelpha had

long time since we last met. You’re looking as healthy as ever!” Adelpha

Adelpha with an aloof hum while latching his gaze

more is this girl going to continue being at odds with me? It’s already been

Elise walked up to the platform leisurely and greeted Benjamin again.

at once, beyond elated. Ha, I knew it! My precious Anastasia’s ‘Grandpa’ still sounds the sweetest! However, the elder remained aloof on the surface. “You’ve

bits. How can you be frowning at such a young age, Precious?! Is it because the Whites have bullied you? Onyx White, you son of a b*stard! Had I ever been wrong to say you’re a sc*mbag?! How dare you continue to bully my precious Anastasia after angering my daughter to death?! I swear I’ll give

comfort ‘Anastasia’, Adelpha interjected, “What happened to your

two years ago. But Adelpha, on the other hand, had gained favors with the Joslins, and she had long regarded herself

the elder and snitched in a whisper, “Anastasia’s

locked his gray brows into a deep

Who the hell is so bold to bully my