Bring Your A Game

Bring Your A Game Mr Chapter 812-In the waiting lobby of the airport, Jacob placed Elise down on the chair and went to the washroom.

As soon as he went in, someone held his neck and pushed him into one of the cubicles.

When he reacted, the door of the cubicle was already closed. Alexander’s body was bigger than his, and Alexander’s face, along with his sharp eyes, glared at him as though he was a beast hunting for its prey, extremely bloodcurdling.

Only after swallowing his saliva did he force himself to remain calm. “W-What are you doing, Mr. Griffith?”

“If any incident happens when she gives birth, I want you to save her as her husband. Can you remember that?” Alexander’s voice was cold, giving off an intimidating aura.

Hearing that, Jacob nodded subconsciously. “I know what to do even if you don’t say.”

“But you don’t know her.” Alexander’s attitude was still frigid.

“Who? Master?” Jacob understood immediately. Since women were emotional creatures, especially mothers, they could give up their lives for their children.

Alexander then released him and emphasized again, “She must be fine no matter what happens. If anything really happens, just let her hate me. Don’t be afraid that you’ll be embroiled.”

“Don’t worry. Master is the one who gave me this life. If she wants me to die, I will let her live first,” Jacob said with determination.

After a few minutes, Jacob returned to the lobby, where the announcement was already reminding the passengers to board the plane.

He quickly went over to Elise and guided her to the check-in point.

As they stood at the check-in counter, Elise turned around reluctantly, and her gaze was searching around the lobby.

When her gaze landed in Alexander’s direction, he took his sunglasses off and looked at her from afar.

The feeling of being unable to leave each other and the insecurity about the future were conveyed through their eyes. They looked at each other, and their gazes turned determined.

Death couldn’t do them apart, so it was the same for time and distance. They would be back at each other’s side one day.

After confirming that, Elise bid goodbye to him in her mind and then turned around, starting her journey abroad.

them leave and only left the airport alone after seeing the plane disappear

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Alexander appeared on the front page of an

years, he has married and divorced once every year. After continuously marrying six wives that look a lot like Elise Sinclair, he was seen going on a date with a mysterious woman. According to the reporter’s investigation, the woman has a son and a daughter, but Alexander doesn’t care. From what an insider disclosed, Alexander is going to marry her soon! Now, we can’t help but say there’s no end to our dream guy’s hobby of collecting beautiful ladies that look like

of the computer desk. She then opened an anonymous email. ‘Honey, it’s time to

were only six words and no sign-off, but

came into her room in a hurry. “Madam, Young Master Irvin has run away

of the car. After

was only the boy’s slender figure left by

he was only seven, he towered over children his same age, looking as tall as an adult woman. With his clean-cut short hair, he looked youthful with

though they could talk. Combined with his fair skin, he was definitely someone who could be seen at a glance in the

into the lobby and collected his flight tickets familiarly. Just as he was about to check

put them on before answering the call. Instantly,

I tell you that

“Mommy, I already know everything. The Daddy at home is not our real

you that?” Elise didn’t refute

This is not how Daddy is supposed to treat us. I’m going back to Princeton to find our biological father!” His words were

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of tha computar dask. Sha than opanad an anonymous amail. ‘Honay,

no sign-off,

cama into har room in a hurry. “Madam, Young Mastar Irvin has run away from

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car drova away, thara was only tha boy’s slandar

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ayas that lookad as though thay could talk. Combinad with his fair skin, ha was dafinitaly somaona who could ba saan at

skataboard, ha skatad into tha lobby and collactad his flight tickats familiarly. Just as ha was about to chack in with his skataboard in his

tham on

back! Didn’t I tall you that wa still

tha littla guy sighad rasignadly. “Mommy, I alraady know avarything. Tha Daddy at homa is

told you that?” Elisa didn’t