Bring Your A Game

Bring Your A Game Mr Chapter 809-At this moment, Johnny walked over and whispered to Alexander, “Mr. Griffith, do we still proceed with destroying that shipment as per our initial plan?”

In fact, Smith Co. had planned to unload a shipment at this port, but they had changed the location at the last minute after Narissa tipped them off. However, this shipment didn’t belong to Smith Co., and the reason they took the shipment was to stop it from entering the market.

“Yes.” Alexander answered as he stared coldly in the direction where Narissa left.

Meanwhile, just as Narissa was about to catch up to Jayden, she suddenly received a call from Jamie.

She stopped and answered the phone. “What do you want?”

“I heard that your target this time round is Alexander, is it?” he questioned her.

“Yes,” she answered truthfully.

“Don’t you think that you’ve gone overboard? Do you think that Boss will be happy about this?” He couldn’t hide his disappointment.

“So, what are you getting at?” She sounded like she didn’t care.

“Are you determined to follow in Jayden’s footsteps and become a reporter?” he asked.

Hearing that, she raised her gaze and looked at Jayden’s back as she hesitated, but she eventually replied firmly, “Yes.”

“Fine, I have no comments if that’s the case. I hope that both of you will be happy together!” He ended the call right after.

As Narissa stood where she was, she stared at the remarks on her phone screen and mumbled, “You fool…”

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Soon, the day of the concert had finally come. For the sake of Adelpha’s future, the White Family spent a fortune to purchase VIP seats so that they could meet the legendary maestro and ask him to take Adelpha as his protege after the concert ended. However, Adelpha left her seat halfway through the performance.

way toward the third floor, she purposely avoided areas with surveillance cameras. Once she was on the third floor, she stopped near the spiral staircase and took her phone out to make a call to

Adelpha. “Adelpha, I’ll be waiting for you in the recital room on the fourth floor.”

the heck? Is she

Anastasia to the third floor. With that, she calmed herself down and walked up the stairs. Within the large hall, all the other rooms were used as

entering three of the recital rooms, she didn’t see Elise there and finally lost her patience upon entering the fourth. She stood by the piano as she was preparing to make a

the room was being played. The graceful piece seemed to have the ability to heal people’s emotions, and her restlessness suddenly dissipated. Although Adelpha was just an amateur pianist, she could tell the

some time had passed, but Adelpha was still immersed in

voice was heard coming from the door. “Adelpha?!” She ran in excitedly and asked, “Did you just play that piece? You texted me and your father asking us to come over here just

“I

the outside as it neared them. The three of them looked out and saw a tall,

so good. They are right when they said that there are many talented pianists in Cittadel. The performance earlier on was just perfect!” The old man spoke

Yorkson?” Adelpha’s eyes lit up. “You really

Yorkson answered gently. “However, I’m not a maestro. Based on your talent, you will be

Adelpha pointed

He smiled before adding, “Weren’t you the one

to say no, but the words were stuck in her throat.

tha racital rooms, sha didn’t saa Elisa thara and finally lost har patianca upon antaring tha

tha room was baing playad. Tha gracaful piaca saamad to hava tha ability to haal paopla’s amotions, and har rastlassnass suddanly dissipatad. Although Adalpha was just an amataur pianist, sha could tall tha

soma tima had passad, but Adalpha was

Sha ran in axcitadly and askad, “Did you just play that piaca? You taxtad ma and your fathar asking us to

saamad confusad. “I

a loud clapping sound could ba haard from tha outsida as it naarad tham. Tha thraa of tham lookad out and saw a tall,

ara many talantad pianists in Cittadal. Tha parformanca aarliar on was

Maastro Yorkson?” Adalpha’s ayas lit up. “You raally ara

Yorkson answarad gantly. “Howavar, I’m not a maastro. Basad on