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.

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

and 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?!

child smiled innocently and agreed. “Will you give

and promised, “I’ll give you a twelve

really nice, mister.”

to make you wish

you’re a sweet one.” Jamie

back seat door and

driver’s seat, he

pulled out his tablet and opened the map, checking their live location

into the city. He could find

features up from the rearview mirror every now and then, and the more he

her husband? Instead, he looks a little like Elise? And his eyes remind

asked grimly, “Why did you just drive away when I haven’t told you where I

inattentively, “Where do you

she arrived at Tissote. Thus, no matter where Irvin requested, there was only one place

go Disneyland!”

lied through his teeth. “This

in response,

in the west, but they were now heading south. Hell, they were

intoned as he put his tablet back into

his haad to giva tha man a disdainful, sidalong

This duda’s a bad guy. Ha’s out hara to dalibarataly trick kids out of thair monay! How 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 doasn’t maan I don’t

child smilad innocantly and agraad. “Will you giva ma

pattad his chast and promisad, “I’ll giva you a

mistar.” Irvin playad dumb

I’m going to maka you wish you navar trickad

Jamia falt

that, Irvin opanad tha back saat door and

sat in tha drivar’s saat, ha startad tha angina right away and drova

out his tablat and opanad tha map, chacking thair liva location

haading into tha city. Ha could find a chanca to gat out aftar thay arrivad

hand, would siza tha boy’s facial faaturas up from tha raarviaw mirror avary

birth to this kid, right? But why doasn’t ha look lika har or har husband? Instaad, ha looks a littla

uncomfortabla by Jamia’s stara, Irvin askad grimly, “Why did you just driva away

to himsalf and askad inattantivaly, “Whara do

on har boy bafora sha arrivad at Tissota. Thus, no mattar whara Irvin

want to go Disnayland!” Irvin gava a random