Bring Your A Game

Bring Your A Game Mr Chapter 891

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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the blink of an eye. Specky arrived at the Griffith Residence after class was over. He was in the midst of an educational game when he started

Is it too hard?” Irvin figured that his friend might not have adapted to the fast pace of

and throwing his hands up

the room was oddly silent when it was just Specky and

seat Chubs usually sat thoughtfully. A rather conflicted look surfaced in his eyes before he gathered his emotions

to understand what Irvin meant entirely, but he nodded and did as he was

had just turned back to his

round figure made its way into the

Do you guys want some? Yes? No?”

the situation when they saw how happy

staring at him, so he quickly hid his chocolates away as he straightened his back

“Didn’t you give up? What are you doing

other boy with an innocent look on his face. “I only mentioned I want to go a little slower, and then

Do you not have a mind of your own? Also, why

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

speechless. I can’t believe I

going to be hard if you choose to stay. Aren’t you

responding with a straight face, “My dad told me that those who suffer alongside me are the ones who truly care for me.

Irvin was silent for a while. It seems like Daddy is right. I must have

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

not tired of you! I need you

one who’s going to be last!”

you’re the last. Lalala!”

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 in your seats and start studying now. You

go of each other before speeding off to their

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