Bring Your A Game

Bring Your A Game Mr Chapter 891-Brendan felt as if all the rage in him had instantly disintegrated. Yet, he was still filled with hatred as he clenched his fists so hard that his knuckles cracked in response to the force of his muscles.

“That’s right. That’s the expression I’m looking for,” Wendy uttered with a pleased look on her face. “Rage is the primary driver for creativity and destruction. You can do it. Is one week enough?”

He lowered his head in denial. “It requires some skill and time to imitate someone else’s work, not to mention that Prince Caleb and Princess Diana are experienced individuals—they have high standards. One week is way too short. Are you trying to make me come up with some horrendous designs so that I make a fool out of myself?”

“Ten days, then,” she insisted with finality. “I’ll be waiting for your good news.”

With that, she led her people out of the room.

Yuri followed behind and shut the door before locking it from the inside. She then jogged back and apologized to Brendan, “I’m sorry. You wouldn’t have been forced to do these things you don’t like if it weren’t for me.”

“It’s fine. This allows us to stall things for a while,” he uttered dismissively.

Then, he pulled out a delicate pair of princess shoes from the gift bag. “Look at this! Is it nice? I bought this for our daughter,” he said excitedly.

The shoes were glittery, and there were handmade ribbons attached to the straps of the shoes. The tiny yet detailed designs made Yuri fall in love with them instantly.

“It’s gorgeous.” The worry in Yuri’s eyes disappeared as she happily took the shoes into her hands to look at them.

After a while, she seemed to recall something.

“What if it’s a boy?” She turned and looked at Brendan in puzzlement.

“We can buy another pair of shoes once the child is born.” He was still grinning as he put the shoes away. “Anyway, I hope it’s a girl. Better yet, one looks just like you. That way, I’d have two precious princesses in the house.”

Yuri eyed him speechlessly.

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class was over. He was

it too hard?” Irvin figured that his friend might not

at Irvin before hanging his head low and throwing his hands up dejectedly. “It just feels like something’s missing. Perhaps, things have been too peaceful

room was oddly silent

the seat Chubs usually sat thoughtfully. A rather conflicted look surfaced in his eyes before he gathered his emotions and turned to look at Specky with

seem to understand what Irvin meant entirely, but he

it,” Specky muttered obediently. He had just turned back to his device when

its

from overseas. Do you guys want some? Yes? No?” He held two boxes of expensive

Specky couldn’t process the situation when

embarrassed to have his friends staring at him, so he quickly hid his chocolates away as he straightened his back and stood with his legs

was the one who broke the silence. “Didn’t you give up? What are you

that.” Chubs eyed the other boy with an innocent look on his face. “I only

told you to do so? Do you not have a mind of your own? Also, why weren’t you here for the past two

Chubs uttered in a matter-of-factly tone. “And it was the weekend; everyone’s on holiday over the weekend. Even

was speechless. I can’t believe I thought that it was my

grumpy. “It’s going to be hard if you

dad told me that those who suffer alongside me are the ones who truly care for me. If you’re willing to take in an idiot like me, I’d never complain about

It seems like

to panic when he saw how silent Irvin was. “Are you… Are you tired

on now. I’m not tired of you! I need you around so that someone performs worse than

close behind you—you’re the one who’s going to be last!”

last place; you’re

want to hear that word anymore! I’ll crush you!” Chubs replied. Irvin pressed his hand to his forehead helplessly. Is it really necessary to debate who the last and second-last place is? “Shut up! I want you guys back

Specky let go of each other before speeding off to their seats. They