Bring Your A Game

Bring Your A Game Mr Chapter 797-Helios blinked his eyes, and suddenly a bad idea came to him.

He jumped out of his chair and approached Danny. “Why don’t you give her some game merchandise as gifts? What fan of the game would refuse a room full of game merchandise? You can also have some robot figurines, so she’ll be tempted!”

While talking, he made a robot attack. “Transformers, attack!”

“Right.” Danny slapped his thigh as if he was suddenly empowered and then pressed Helios’ shoulders. “Good one! You’re worthy of being the strongest wingman. That’s it! I’ll prepare now. It should work!” As he said that, he pushed Helios aside and walked out excitedly.

“Hey, are you really going to do it? Hey!”

Helios tried to call him, but Danny didn’t listen at all and left the office resolutely.

“So stupid! How can you even pursue my aunt with success?” Helios shook his head in disgust. “It would be weird if girls like robot figurines…”

But he didn’t plan to stop Danny from being stupid; he thought it was a lesson for Danny, so that Danny could concentrate on helping him find H afterward.

Danny walked all the way to Ariel’s office, knocked on the door twice, and then went in directly. “You don’t have any appointments this Thursday afternoon, right? I’ll take you and Helios to try a new restaurant.”

After speaking, regardless of whether Ariel agreed or not, he closed the door and walked out.

When he walked back, his footsteps were much lighter.

At this time, Mary came up and said, “Mr. Griffith, the two partners in the afternoon would like to change the date to Thursday. Do you think it is alright?”

“Thursday afternoon?” Danny stopped in place, thought for a moment, and waved her away. “Postpone it. Let’s change the time!”

On Thursday afternoon, both Danny and Ariel didn’t have to go to work. If he missed this time, he would have to wait another week before he had a chance to confess. He couldn’t wait.

“Okay, I’ll make arrangements now.” Mary stepped back immediately after receiving the order.

…

Elise’s pregnant belly became more and more obvious. She was not going to continue writing for some time, so she went back to go through the maternity leave procedures today.

she left the company, she met

the old acquaintance of her current identity—Anastasia’s best friend,

the door, then hugged Elise. As she let go, there were two lines of hot tears on her face. “Fortunately, you are all right, otherwise I will be unhappy

she lowered her eyes naturally, and her eyes fell on Elise’s belly. “I heard that you are pregnant. That’s great!

smiled unnaturally as

reason why she knew Margaret was Anastasia’s best friend was because

handwritten manuscripts were organized by Margaret, who helped contact the publishing house. In the last

obvious that she was very dependent on Margaret, Elise found an obvious problem—the manuscript was an important piece of evidence to prove the originality of the work, and it must not be

one day, she would not be able to prove her own identity and

seen that this friend was not really so

I won’t be afraid of anything.

always been gentle, so why was her tone

true; Anastasia’s temperament had changed a lot when she came back

topic. “Let’s not talk about that. It’s dinnertime, and it’s been a long time since I went to our

Elise wanted to see what her

a restaurant and ordered a few

Margaret took the initiative to serve Elise. “This is your

these days. She lowered her head and glanced at the meat in the bowl. Without moving her fork, she replied with a smile, “In the same restaurant, the taste will not change much. It is the

Margarat stoppad har at tha door, than huggad Elisa. As sha lat go, thara wara two linas of hot taars on har faca. “Fortunataly, you ara

har ayas fall on Elisa’s bally. “I haard that you

unnaturally as

friand was bacausa in

contact tha publishing housa. In tha last diary antry bafora har daath, Anastasia was still worriad that

of avidanca to prova tha originality of

maant that if Anastasia’s works bacama popular ona day, sha would not ba abla to

that this friand was not

a smila. “If I don’t hurt anyona, I won’t ba afraid of anything. Why

Anastasia had always baan gantla, so why was har tona

that tha rumors wara trua; Anastasia’s tamparamant had changad

not talk about that. It’s dinnartima, and it’s baan a long tima sinca I want to our favorita rastaurant. I miss it,