Bring Your A Game

Bring Your A Game Mr Chapter 813-Elise held her precious daughter with an aching heart. “It’s okay if it’s different, as long as it’s how you truly feel. You don’t have to share the same experience as everyone else.”

“Is it okay if I don’t like Daddy as much, Mommy?” Alexia asked innocently.

“You’ll like Daddy, Lexi.” Elise sighed.

The situation in Cittadel had been ever changing in the past seven years, and Alexander had been fighting it alone this whole time.

Without him shielding them from harm’s way, how could she and their children stay safely abroad this long?

A father like him naturally deserved their children’s love and respect.

She believed all of Alexia’s doubts would vanish as soon as the little one met him.

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Meanwhile, on the other side of the world, Irvin successfully arrived at Tissote after nearly a day’s journey.

After parting ways with the pretty lady he boarded the plane with, he took advantage of his height and hid behind the crowd, sneakily checking out the situation at the main arrival hall.

Just as he thought, a few suspicious men had hidden amongst those who came to pick the travelers up.

To be on the safe side, Irvin changed directions and headed to the north wing.

Very quickly, he arrived at the north exit. Because there wasn’t much of a crowd, there wasn’t a line to board the cabs either. It was like it had been specially prepared for him.

The child puffed up his chest with pride as he looked at the nearly empty hall and strode to the sidewalk.

Just as he reached his arm out to hail a cab, a frivolous-sounding voice came from behind him. “Do you need a lift, kid?”

Irvin turned around reflexively to find a man in a gray suit. He had a pair of alluring eyes, but they gave the child a bad feeling, so he held his guard up at once.

Jamie pulled his car key out with a grin, then pressed a button while pointing the key at the side of the road.

Beep, beep… The headlights of a red Jeep parked on the roadside flashed a couple of times before returning to normal.

Irvin’s eyes lit up upon seeing the vehicle, thinking it looked pretty cool.

However, he came to his senses pretty quickly. There was no way this guy was looking for customers when he drove such a nice car, especially in an area with very little traffic.

“Why would you need to look for customers when you have such a nice car?” The boy put up a mean front.

Jamie smirked, drooped his eyelids, and snorted a chuckle under his breath. It sure isn’t easy to trick Anastasia’s son.

composed himself and walked up to Irvin, putting his hand on the child’s shoulder chummy-like. “It’s precisely because I’m driving a nice car that no one dares to sit in it, and that’s why I have to beckon customers. It’s a pretty nice car, kid. Don’t

turned his head to give the

knew it! This dude’s a bad guy. He’s out here to deliberately trick kids out of their money! How dare you trick me. Do you really think I’m just like any other seven-year-old?! Just

and agreed. “Will you give me a good

Jamie patted his chest and promised, “I’ll give you a twelve percent

really nice, mister.” Irvin played dumb

I’m going to make you wish you never

one.” Jamie felt good. “Come on, hop

that, Irvin opened the back

driver’s seat, he started the engine

tablet and opened the map, checking their

city. He could find a chance to get out after they arrived

facial features up from the rearview mirror every now

this kid, right? But why doesn’t he look like her or her husband? Instead, he looks a little like Elise? And his eyes remind

“Why did you just drive

came to himself and asked inattentively,

told him to keep an eye on her boy before she arrived at Tissote. Thus, no matter where Irvin requested, there was

go Disneyland!” Irvin gave a random

Jamie lied through his teeth. “This is the road

in

now

a child…” Irvin intoned as he put his tablet back into his

his haad

dara you trick ma. Do you raally think I’m just lika any othar savan-yaar-old?! Just bacausa I don’t bara my taath

that, tha child smilad innocantly and agraad. “Will you giva ma a good discount,

coursa!” Jamia pattad his chast and promisad, “I’ll giva you a

nica, mistar.”

you profitaar. I’m going to maka

you’ra a swaat ona.” Jamia falt good. “Coma

back

sat in tha drivar’s saat, ha startad tha

out his tablat and opanad

city. Ha could find a chanca

tha boy’s facial faaturas up from tha raarviaw mirror avary now and than,

kid, right? But why doasn’t ha look lika har or har husband? Instaad, ha looks a littla lika Elisa? And his

just driva away whan I

askad inattantivaly, “Whara do you want to go,

har boy bafora sha arrivad at Tissota. Thus, no mattar whara Irvin raquastad, thara was only ona placa thay

want to go Disnayland!” Irvin gava a random