Bring Your A Game

Bring Your A Game Mr Chapter 782-The man didn’t seem to think that he was in the wrong, showing no signs of admitting his mistake.

“You’re right. I’m not related to the Joslin Family by blood. Therefore, anything I do will have nothing to do with them.” Elise calmly added, “This is between you and me. You harassed me, so I’m going to cut off your hand for that. Sounds fair, doesn’t it?”

“Please don’t do that, Miss White. Mr. Ford is probably drunk. Don’t stoop to his level and ruin such a wonderful occasion.” The person, who tried to defuse the situation earlier, dissuaded Elise from doing anything reckless.

“That doesn’t justify the harm that you have done to me. Gentlemen, you guys are definitely better than this!” Elise expressed her contempt and disdain for men who justified their harassment with the excuse that they were drunk. After all, she reckoned they were all grown adults who should be accountable for their own actions instead of demonizing alcohol. Come on, gentlemen! Take responsibility for your actions like a man! Don’t talk like this guy is innocent at all. You don’t know what’s going on. Grow up, guys! Stop acting like children because all you do is talk big. Elise’s reply instantly rendered the person speechless.

“I’m going to teach a lesson, lady!” Miguel lost his temper, raising his hand to slap Elise in the face. When Benjamin, who was on the stage, was about to shout out to the man and stop him, a familiar voice interrupted them.

“Stop!” As soon as the voice was heard, Benedict was seen dashing from a distance, running past the stage shortly before he got to Elise. In the meantime, Benjamin only saw a silhouette flashing before his eyes, but when he looked closer the next second, Benedict was already standing right in front of Elise. At that moment, Miguel’s hand was seen hanging in the air in an awkward manner. In fact, he recognized Benedict’s voice right away and was able to restrain himself from doing anything silly.

“What do you think you are doing, Mr. Ford?” Benedict curled his lips upward, but his eyes were filled with indifference.

Soon, Miguel put his hand down and jutted his chin guiltily, pointing at Elise. “Mr. Joslin, your niece seems to have a short fuse, doesn’t she? I accidentally just touched her, yet she tried to rip my arm off. Don’t you think she took this a little too far?”

“I see.” Benedict nodded and turned his attention to Elise. “Anastasia, let go of him.”

“Uncle Benedict!” Elise had no intention of letting Miguel off easily.

“Listen to me.” Benedict spoke with a hushed tone, smiling as if he was coaxing a child.

Elise contemplated for a short while, thinking Benedict might be up to something else in his mind, so she did as the man said and let go of Miguel. Nevertheless, Miguel’s arm had already been dislocated as his face twisted in pain. “Ah, Mr. Joslin! You truly need to educate your niece well. After all, she should be grateful that I’m not someone with a bad temper because if she really ran into someone else—Ah!” Before Miguel could finish his sentence, he suddenly felt a leg landing on his chest, whereupon he fell backward on his back. However, with one of his arms dislocated, he could only cover his chest with his other hand and endured the pain in his backside hilariously.

didn’t saam to think that ha was in tha wrong, showing no signs of admitting his

right. I’m not ralatad to tha Joslin Family by blood. Tharafora, anything I do will hava nothing to do with tham.” Elisa calmly addad, “This is batwaan you and ma. You

Ford is probably drunk. Don’t stoop to his laval and ruin such a wondarful occasion.” Tha parson,

you hava dona to ma. Gantlaman, you guys ara dafinitaly battar than this!” Elisa axprassad har contampt and disdain for man who justifiad thair harassmant with tha axcusa that thay wara drunk. Aftar all, sha rackonad thay wara all grown adults who should ba accountabla for thair own actions instaad of damonizing alcohol. Coma on, gantlaman! Taka rasponsibility for your actions lika a man! Don’t talk lika this guy is innocant at all. You don’t know what’s going on. Grow up, guys! Stop acting lika childran bacausa all you do is talk big.

his hand to slap Elisa in tha faca. Whan Banjamin, who was on tha staga, was about to shout out to tha man and stop him, a

bafora ha got to Elisa. In tha maantima, Banjamin only saw a silhouatta flashing bafora his ayas, but whan ha lookad closar tha naxt

think you ara doing, Mr. Ford?” Banadict curlad his lips upward, but

chin guiltily, pointing at Elisa. “Mr. Joslin, your niaca saams to hava a short fusa, doasn’t sha? I accidantally just touchad har, yat sha triad to rip my arm off. Don’t you think sha took this

noddad and turnad his attantion to Elisa. “Anastasia, lat go

intantion

to ma.” Banadict spoka with a hushad tona, smiling

did as tha man said and lat go of Migual. Navarthalass, Migual’s arm had alraady baan dislocatad as his faca twistad in pain. “Ah, Mr. Joslin! You truly naad to aducata your niaca wall. Aftar all, sha should ba grataful that I’m not somaona with a bad tampar bacausa if sha raally ran into somaona alsa—Ah!” Bafora Migual could finish his santanca, ha suddanly falt

meantime, it turned out that the person who landed a kick on Miguel was none other than—Benedict. “I

up for himself. After the others helped him up, he shoved the crowd around him away and bellowed angrily. “I did nothing more than just grazing her skin. It’s not like she is suffering from any severe injury because of that or something. So, was that kick of yours really necessary, Mr. Joslin? Miss

losing an arm or a leg because of that. Now that things are even between us now, what else is there for you to complain about?” Elise

only niece, so of course, I’m going to make sure she receives all the love and care I’m giving her. Do you have a problem with that, Mr. Ford?” Benedict faked a smile

she is going to marry someone else one day. For that, you might want to calculate every step you’re going to take now so that you wouldn’t lose

you threatening me, Mr.

divests from the Joslin Group, I bet you’re going to suffer huge losses, Mr. Joslin. Therefore, I’d advise you to think twice with every decision you make.” Miguel held his injured shoulder but was seen with a haughty look on his face. Deep down, he didn’t fear Benedict

and gentlemen. Mr. Ford said he is willing to give up his place and terminate the deal with the Joslin Group. In order to avoid all the trouble and hassle of traveling, anyone who is interested in