Bring Your A Game, Mr
Chapter 1010

Chapter 1010

On the other hand, Wendy and Owen quickly kept quiet when they heard voices from their eavesdropping device. A few minutes later, they heard Alexander arguing with Anastasia as the computer played their voices.

"Alright, now only two of us are here, so you could drop your pretense. Do you know how disgusting you are?"

"No one turns me down whenever I ask for something."

"Don't you dare to touch me, Alexander! Stay away from me!" Slap!

"What's wrong with you? You used to be gentle and thoughtful, but you are not anymore now."

"That's right. I'm not the gentlewoman you love. Isn't Elise your dream girl? Go replace her then!"

Bang! After the door was shut with a loud bang, a lady's crying voice was heard. "Take the purse away! I don't need you to buy me anything else again!" It went silent on the other side as soon as the conflict ended, and Owen reckoned Elise must have thrown her purse to a corner where the reception was poor. Thus, he turned off the laptop, thinking there was nothing else he could learn from the eavesdropping.

On the other hand, Wendy was satisfied with what she heard. "Good. Now that we can listen in on every move Alexander plans, we will no longer have to be afraid of falling for his traps."

Owen shared her feelings and said, "I'm going to take back everything Smith Co. took from me in the next two years!"

"Of course!" She nodded. "By the way, it seems that the specialists working at BJ Biotech are more than we expected, so you and I need to be extra careful when dealing with that matter. We don't want to appear on the Mesdran police's radar." "Don't worry, I thought about that a long time ago. Knowing the number of our targets will make it hard for us to take them all down. I'm planning to split them up and single them out," he stated his intention confidently.

"Good. This matter may be important, but we must also not forget to hold on to Anastasia. A woman is more likely to be seduced by a man with an attractive physique, so it's worth making sacrifices if necessary. Then, you'll have her heart soon enough." Wendy reminded him solemnly.

"Don't worry about that, Miss Jennings. I'll take care of the matter as soon as possible." Owen responded affirmatively. He believed that Anastasia would fall in love with him the moment they shared an intimate moment. Moreover, he claimed he was as physically capable as he had been back in university.

On the other hand, Alexander put the eavesdropping device near the signal jammer once again, ending their covert surveillance.

"Did you hear that? Owen is ready to seduce me. As far as I'm concerned, he has a pretty attractive physique. For that, I'd feel threatened if I were you." Elise chuckled cheekily.

"Leave the lights on later. I will make you see which of our physiques is more attractive." Alexander then carried Elise in his arms and walked toward the bedroom, rendering the lady speechless.

...

The following day, Camren suddenly barged in when they were having their breakfast. As the first person who noticed his presence, Elise asked, "What brings you here, Mr. Abbott?"

Camren was standing there like normal at first, but when he saw Ariel coming his way, he quickly covered his chest and acted as if he was sick and weak. "I'm sorry to bother you guys, but I heard there is a doctor who stays with you all, which is why I have come to seek help." "What's wrong with you?" Ariel got up from her seat and helped Camren walk to the couch. Despite her animosity towards Rylantha, Ariel was obligated by her conscience and honor to assist her 'ill' father.

"I don't feel well. My back and legs are so sore that I couldn't sleep well the last few days." Camren leaned on the couch and pretended to look unwell.

"I'm the doctor you're looking for. Let me do a quick check-up on you." Zephyr responded politely to Camren, but as soon as he was done with the check-up, he didn't seem to detect anything wrong with the old man's health. "Are you sure you've suffered from insomnia for the past few days?"

"Yes, I am." Camren nodded repeatedly. "The years have probably caught up with me and taken a toll on my body. Maybe my days are numbered."

"What are you talking about?" Ariel was helpless and annoyed when she heard Camren's words.

"Would you please come over with me, Miss Whitney," Zephyr told Ariel to follow him.

As soon as Ariel was gone, Alexia came closer to Camren with a glass of warm water, trying to investigate what was happening. "Here, have some water, Sir."

Camren's eyes brightened up when he saw the girl. "Aw! Who's this pretty little girl?" Wishing he could have an adorable granddaughter like Alexia, Camren seized the child's hand before she could react. "What do you say if you become my granddaughter?"

"So, does that mean you'll give me some pocket money?" she asked. After all, she had recently seen the importance of money. She realized how her wealthy parents provided them with a comfortable life and how her older brother could do what he loved. For that, she didn't want to miss any chance of making herself some money, tempted to have her own savings.

"Of course. Not only will I give you some pocket money, but I will also give you some gifts during Christmas," he coaxed the child happily.

"Alright then!" Alexia happily agreed, but soon, she sensed something wrong and looked at Elise. "Can I, Mommy?"

"Do as you please, but do you like Grandpa Camren?" However, Elise didn't seem to object to her daughter's request. "Yes, I do!"

"Alright, go ahead then."

"Grandpa Camren."

"Aw!" Camren's heart melted when he heard what Alexia called him.

"That's not how a patient should look like." Ariel doubted Camren's reaction, especially when she saw his rosy cheeks. "You know what? You're right, actually." Zephyr added, "Mr. Abbott doesn't look like he's been suffering from insomnia." "What do you mean?" She was puzzled, but shortly after that, it quickly dawned on her. "Are you saying he is actually fine?"

"Well, not exactly. I'd say his mind is the root cause of his condition, and the only way to fix it is to focus on the cause. For that, the key lies within you." He made his point ambiguously and waved his hand before leaving. "Enjoy, everyone. I'd like to get on with my own business for now."

Soon, Ariel angrily walked up to Camren with her arms folded in front of her chest. "Do you think lying to us about being ill was fun? Are you a child or something? Leave now!"

"Who says I'm pretending? That doctor seems young, and with his limited experience, he might have failed to detect any hidden illness within me. It's not like he has an x-ray vision that could help him see through what's inside my body." He shamelessly talked his way out and pretended to faint. "Wait for a second. I'm starting to feel dizzy now. I can't leave now. It looks like I will have to stay here for now."

"No way. You will leave now!" Ariel appeared to be adamant.

"No, I'm not going to leave. Why should I? My god-granddaughter hasn't said anything?" Camren laid back on the couch and pretended to look ill.

"Are you going to leave or not? If you are not, I will-"

"Relax. Relax, Honey. Take it easy and hear me out." When she was going to chase the old man away, Danny pulled her aside. "That's enough, Honey. Why are you so mean to your dad? He's always loved you; he enjoys staying with all of us. So, why can't you go along with him?" "No way. Who will clear the mess if Rylantha returns to us because of him? I'll get mom here and see if he is still stubborn." Ariel stomped off to look for her mother.

Having done all that he could help Camren with, Danny could only turn his attention to his father-in-law and remind him to be careful. "Oops, my mom is going to be here soon. You're on your own, Dad."

"Don't worry. I have plans to handle that." Camren sat up straight and confidently.

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