Bring Your A Game

Bring Your A Game Mr Chapter 814-Irvin dashed amok on the streets. Worried that he would become an easy target, he went into a mall he came across.

But lo and behold, because his actions were too quick for him to react, he bumped straight into a woman who was walking in his direction, causing her to stumble and lose her grip on her coffee, spilling it on another woman.

The coffee instantly left a massive stain on the second woman’s snow-white dress.

“Sorry!” Irvin hurriedly put his hands together and apologized. “I really didn’t mean to do it. Are you scalded?”

However, she didn’t answer him immediately but only fixed her dress with a frown.

On the other hand, though, the man beside her had a hint of sadness in his eyes when he realized who the child was.

Never did Alexander imagine finding the person he could only see through pictures and videos in the last seven years to suddenly stand in front of him. However, it still hadn’t come time for them to reunite.

“Where are your parents?” he asked, looking impassive on the surface, seemingly unfazed by the minor accident.

“She’s not here.” Irvin owned up to it. “Even if she comes, we’ll still have to apologize and compensate. Your time will be wasted like that, so why don’t I just compensate you now?”

A sliver of grimness laced Alexander’s eyes, but he said nothing. Looks like this little rascal came back on his own.

“You talk big for a little kid.” The woman was in seventh heaven when she could finally hang out with Alexander again, but her good mood was now ruined thanks to this little episode. She didn’t want to simply dismiss the issue, but then because Alexander was right next to her, she could only pretend to make a joke out of it with a chuckle. “This designer dress is from a foreign brand’s latest collection. It’s worth about ten thousand Alzue Vraleings. I’m afraid your bit of allowance isn’t enough to pay for it.”

“Alzue Vraleing? That’s great. I haven’t managed to exchange the currency yet.” Irvin’s eyes lit up, and he pulled a wad of cash out of his bag. “Here you go, ma’am.”

The woman took the cash from him dazedly, and to her surprise, it was indeed Alzue Vraleing!

At that, she shifted her gaze back to Irvin, now having a different impression of this generous little kid.

“Since you’ve taken the money, you’ve agreed to settle this. I have to go now, ma’am. See you!”

“I have something to attend to. If you’ll excuse me.” Alexander made an excuse and walked away right after Irvin left, leaving the woman there alone.

…

After a few corners and turns, Irvin finally arrived at the publishing house Onyx worked in.

At that, he sat on the lion statue at the gates and waited patiently for the man to come out.

laughing with his colleagues

and jogged to Onyx with his skateboard in his hands. “Grandpa!”

nice to us. He’ll certainly be thrilled

beautiful dream a big slap in the

frowned in disdain and deliberately dissociated himself in a joking manner. “Hahaha, poor kid! He has confused me

his face, and the child furrowed his brows disappointingly.

Irvin aside while pulling a banknote out of his pocket. As he handed the cash to the little guy, he gripped his arm and mumbled a warning, “Go and wait in the cafe over there,

hand and laughed as soon as he turned around,

the spot, frowning as he held the banknote in his hand, baffled. Why would Mommy lie to

gaze shone with mixed emotions as he looked at the child’s thin figure. Ellie, how long more do I have to wait before I can see

to the cafe and sat across from Irvin with

but despise written all over his face, the latter was expressionless, looking like he had lost

get you, sir?” A

thank you. I’ll be leaving shortly.” Onyx waved his

the server left, Onyx showed his true colors and interrogated Irvin. “Did

“No—”

barely said a word when the pompous man interrupted, “No need to tell me. I’ve got her number. What time would that woman have to practice her piano when she has to take care of you alone in Alzue?! Surely Maestro Yorkson kicked her out long ago.

tha lion statua at tha gatas and waitad patiantly for tha man

cama out, talking and laughing with

crowd at first glanca and joggad to Onyx with his skataboard in his hands. “Grandpa!” ha callad out

Grandpa is supar nica to us. Ha’ll cartainly ba thrillad to

his baautiful draam a

frownad in disdain and dalibarataly dissociatad

his faca, and tha child furrowad his brows disappointingly. “But

out of his pockat. As ha handad tha cash to tha littla

tha monay into Irvin’s hand and laughad as

to tha spot, frowning as ha hald tha banknota in his hand, bafflad. Why would Mommy lia to ma? Grandpa isn’t as nica as sha said ha

child’s thin figura. Ellia, how long mora

latar, Onyx rushad ovar to tha cafa

nothing but daspisa writtan all ovar his faca, tha

gat you, sir?”

shortly.” Onyx wavad his