Bring Your A Game

Bring Your A Game Mr Chapter 886-When Wendy and her assistant left, Brendan finally relaxed.

”How did I do?” he asked as he nudged Alexander playfully.

”The anxiety of being threatened, the drama of choosing to betray your family easily got you three points for being such a talented actor! You should have joined Jack in showbiz.”

”Oh, very funny!” Brendan shook his head, turned around, and placed his wine glass down.’ ‘My scenes are over. Let’s go.”

”A rising star shouldn’t be leaving his play this early!” Alexander teased him.

”I can assure you that if Elise were waiting for you at home right now, you’d get yourself kicked out faster than me.” Brendan purposely picked on him.

”Forget what I said. Just see yourself out.”

Brendan smiled cheekily. Then, he donned his anxious mask and departed from the party.

Not long after he left, Simon called Alexander over.

”Your highnesses, this is Mr. Alexander from Smith Co. I trust that we will be able to produce more than satisfactory designs for the competition!” Simon introduced him proudly.

Alexander nodded his head politely as a way of greeting.

”Really?” Prince Caleb was hooked as he questioned, ”Perhaps we would have the honor of meeting the representative of Smith Co.?”

Wendy, who wasn’t far away, quirked her lips into a subtle smile.

She had seen Brendan leave the building. So, she would just love to see what Alexander could pull out of his sleeves now.

”I apologize, Prince Caleb. Unfortunately, our company’s representative hasn’t been feeling well. So I sent him home to rest to be able to participate in the competition in his best condition.” Alexander explained confidently.

He spoke with an air of self-assurance, so it was easy enough for him to earn the trust of the prince and princess.

”Don’t worry about it. The people’s health always comes first. Please give our salutations to Mr. Griffith. We truly wish your genius designer a speedy recovery.” Prince Caleb said, as he was of gentle nature and wasn’t about to make things difficult for Alexander.

”Is Amy the designer of Smith Co.?” Princess Diana asked. Even though her Mandarin was poor, she asked excitedly before switching back to her mother tongue. ”You know what, she’s the best designer! If Amy is going to compete, it couldn’t be any more perfect!”

talking about is actually

of course, Alexander will not reveal his trump card this early. Therefore, as an attempt to smooth things over, ”As the wise had said, the waves behind drive on those before. Amy’s reign has already passed, and there is now an endless stream of excellent designers in Cittadel. I’m sure there

meet the new rising star

came up to Alexander and decided to interrupt

due respect, the champions of Princeton University design competition are over this way. However, if your highnesses don’t mind, I would like to give you a

outstanding designer! Madam, will you please lead the way?” Princess Diana promptly said,

way, your highnesses!” Wendy stood aside with her cane to allow them to

Diana to

turned to Alexander with a sly smile, ”Sorry for stealing your thunder,

worry. The wind blows both ways. Since you’re the elder, you ought to have the first pick. On the bright side, the royal highnesses will see my brother’s incomparable

her

Alexander was still immersed in the fantasy of his own making,

hope that you’ll be able to have the

have the last say. So, she held on to her assistant’s arm and turned to follow

business card into Alexander’s hand and continued his duty to chaperone

card and saved the number into his contacts. His face was expressionless as he put the business card away as if nothing had happened then he

…

Julius and Arthur sat at his bedside with grim looks. Despite remaining silent, they

tha naw rising star in fashion

cama up to Alaxandar and dacidad to intarrupt thair

Howavar, if your highnassas don’t mind, I would lika to giva you a tour.” Wandy cut in

wa don’t mind. Wa will ba abla to saa tha most outstanding dasignar! Madam,

Wandy stood asida with har cana to

Diana

to Alaxandar with a sly smila, ”Sorry for staaling your thundar, Alaxandar. I’ll

you’ra tha aldar, you ought to hava tha first pick. On tha bright sida, tha royal highnassas will saa my brothar’s incomparabla work of art aftar your grand tour. I should ba thanking you for giving us this opportunity!” Alaxandar

shook har haad

Brandan was har pawn. Yat, Alaxandar was still immarsad in tha fantasy of his own making, whara ha still

that you’ll ba abla to hava

hars, sha rafusad to allow Alaxandar to hava tha last say. So, sha hald on to har assistant’s