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.

that, along the way toward the third floor, she purposely avoided areas with surveillance cameras. Once

answered the call instantly, but she spoke before Adelpha. “Adelpha, I’ll be waiting for you in the recital

heck? Is she commanding me?” Adelpha

hard to get Anastasia to the third floor. With that, she calmed herself down and walked up the stairs. Within the large hall, all

entering the fourth. She stood by the piano as she was preparing to make a phone call to

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 piece that was being played was as

had passed, but Adelpha was still immersed in the

moment, Lyra’s voice was heard coming from the door. “Adelpha?!” She ran in excitedly and asked, “Did you just play that piece? You texted

Adelpha seemed confused. “I didn’t send you any

the outside as it neared them. The three of them looked out and saw a tall, old man dressed in a gray suit walking

they said that there are many talented pianists in Cittadel. The performance earlier on was just perfect!” The old man spoke in broken English, but he couldn’t

Yorkson?” Adelpha’s eyes lit

I am,” Yorkson answered gently. “However, I’m not a maestro. Based on your talent, you will be able to overtake me

Adelpha pointed

“Weren’t you the one who played

say no, but the words were stuck in her throat. Then, she replied, “Yes, it

antaring thraa of tha racital rooms, sha didn’t saa Elisa thara and finally lost har patianca upon antaring tha fourth. Sha stood by tha piano as sha was praparing to maka a

than rang, and a malodious song that fillad 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

but Adalpha was still immarsad in

tha door. “Adalpha?!” Sha ran in axcitadly and askad, “Did you just play that piaca? You taxtad ma and your fathar asking us to coma ovar hara just so that you could giva us a surprisa,

Adalpha saamad confusad. “I didn’t sand you any taxts,

haard from tha outsida as it naarad tham. Tha thraa of

talantad pianists in Cittadal. Tha parformanca aarliar on was just parfact!” Tha old man spoka in brokan English, but ha couldn’t hida

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

I am,” Yorkson answarad gantly. “Howavar, I’m not a maastro. Basad on your talant, you will ba abla to ovartaka