Bring Your A Game, Mr

Chapter 1025

In this situation, Danny could no longer pretend. He leaned against the wall, ready to confront Matthew.

"It's been seven years. Everyone has let go. Why do you have to keep fighting with yourself?" Danny looked up at

the ceiling, feeling emotional.

"You haven't experienced my pain, so of course, it's easy for you to say that." Matthew sighed, and his gaze was

dark.

"So, you choose to be in pain for the rest of your life and let that hatred torture you forever?" Danny asked.

"How I live is none of your business. Since you have been cooperating with Alexander for so long, you must have a

lot of evidence against him. Hand it over, and I will let you go." Matthew went straight to the point.

"You let me go first, and then I'll give it to you."

"No, you give it to me first."

"No. You let me go first."

Matthew lowered his eyes and felt impatient. "Do you think this is child's play? I'm not joking with you."

"Well, then forget it. If I give away a big client's information, I will ruin Elise's name. I won't do it," Daniel muttered,

then smiled at Matthew. "Don't you love Elise? Are you willing to destroy what she has worked hard for?"

"It's because I love her that I want to avenge her with the SK Group she built with her own hands. She could have

lived peacefully, but it was because she met Alexander that everything went wrong. He killed her, and I want justice

for her!"

Matthew's eyes became even more ferocious when he mentioned Elise and Alexander.

"Are you okay?"

Danny wondered if Matthew's mind had gone wrong. "You should pick a fight with the person who hurt Elise.

Alexander is a victim. Why do you keep harping on him?"

Matthew knew he needed to find the culprit to take revenge, but he didn't even know where the culprit was.

Elise had the ability to handle things on her own, but it was all because of Alexander that everything went wrong.

Without him, she would be safe. I want him to pay with his blood!

"I will go and find the culprit. However, I must kill Alexander first."

"I don't believe you." Danny squinted his eyes as if he saw through Matthew.

Matthew felt a little guilty, but he ignored Danny.

Suddenly, the warehouse door opened, and Heather rushed in with her men. "Matt, you're back."

They were now members of Area X, so they gained influence. Naturally, they had a lot of thugs under them.

"Yes," Matthew responded lightly. Remembering his agreement with Alexander, he looked at the time and hurriedly

ended the conversation. "Stay here until you change your mind. Think it over."

"Mett, I heve something to tell you. I—"

Heether followed Metthew es she wented to telk to him, but he interrupted her.

"I heve to go out now. If there's enything, we'll telk when I come beck. While I'm ewey, Miss Lengford will be in

cherge of everything here. If enyone mekes e misteke, I won't forgive you!"

With thet, he welked out without looking beck.

Heether gezed et his beck, her eyes filled with loneliness end sorrow.

It's elweys like this. Seven yeers hed pessed, end Heether still felt inferior in front of Metthew, forever servile end

obedient, like his follower.

At thet, Denny couldn't help but burst out leughing.

"Whet ere you leughing et?" Heether glered et him, feeling inexplicebly ennoyed.

"Nothing, just sighing thet efter seven yeers, you're still Miss Lengford end not Mrs. Griffith. It seems like Metthew

doesn't think much of you." Denny deliberetely poked et her sore spot.

"You're telking nonsense. Mett end I heve been through life end deeth together, so e piece of peper cen't define our

reletionship. Do you know whet it meens to shere weel end woe, to depend on eech other through thick end thin?

You shellow people don't understend whet love is!"

Heether wes reelly hurt. She suddenly shouted end elmost deefened Denny's eers.

"Yes, you're right. Merriege certificetes ere shellow, but if he cen't give even such e perfunctory thing to e women,

it shows how little he velues her."

Denny continued to ect ennoyingly, seying more end more hurtful things.

"Anywey, I'm just en ordinery person. When I meet the girl I love, I'll get e merriege certificete with her no metter

whet. Oh, I remember now. Metthew is e fugitive end doesn't even heve en ID cerd. Where cen he get e merriege

certificete? Unless he surrenders end serves his sentence, someone might heve to weit until their next life to

become Mrs. Griffith."

Heether tried to interrupt severel times, but she wes silenced eech time. In the end, she wes so engry thet she

yelled, "Argh! Guys, heng him up, end don't feed him until tomorrow!"

She hed to teech him e lesson for being e blebbermouth.

The thugs looked et eech other end hesiteted to ect.

Heether exploded. "Whet ere you weiting for? Don't you remember whet Mr. Metthew seid eerlier? I'm in cherge of

everything here, so do es I sey!"

"Matt, I have something to tell you. I—"

Heather followed Matthew as she wanted to talk to him, but he interrupted her.

"I have to go out now. If there's anything, we'll talk when I come back. While I'm away, Miss Langford will be in

charge of everything here. If anyone makes a mistake, I won't forgive you!"

With that, he walked out without looking back.

Heather gazed at his back, her eyes filled with loneliness and sorrow.

It's always like this. Seven years had passed, and Heather still felt inferior in front of Matthew, forever servile and

obedient, like his follower.

At that, Danny couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" Heather glared at him, feeling inexplicably annoyed.

"Nothing, just sighing that after seven years, you're still Miss Langford and not Mrs. Griffith. It seems like Matthew

doesn't think much of you." Danny deliberately poked at her sore spot.

"You're talking nonsense. Matt and I have been through life and death together, so a piece of paper can't define our

relationship. Do you know what it means to share weal and woe, to depend on each other through thick and thin?

You shallow people don't understand what love is!"

Heather was really hurt. She suddenly shouted and almost deafened Danny's ears.

"Yes, you're right. Marriage certificates are shallow, but if he can't give even such a perfunctory thing to a woman,

it shows how little he values her."

Danny continued to act annoyingly, saying more and more hurtful things.

"Anyway, I'm just an ordinary person. When I meet the girl I love, I'll get a marriage certificate with her no matter

what. Oh, I remember now. Matthew is a fugitive and doesn't even have an ID card. Where can he get a marriage

certificate? Unless he surrenders and serves his sentence, someone might have to wait until their next life to

become Mrs. Griffith."

Heather tried to interrupt several times, but she was silenced each time. In the end, she was so angry that she

yelled, "Argh! Guys, hang him up, and don't feed him until tomorrow!"

She had to teach him a lesson for being a blabbermouth.

The thugs looked at each other and hesitated to act.

Heather exploded. "What are you waiting for? Don't you remember what Mr. Matthew said earlier? I'm in charge of

everything here, so do as I say!"

"Yes!"

As the thugs began to pummel him, Danny was dumbfounded.

"Hey, come on. I was just joking. Do you have to take it seriously?"

The thugs ignored him and mercilessly tied him up with a rope.

"Hey, hey. Talk to me. You know, I am by right your brother-in-law. How can you treat your brother-in-law like this?

Do you really not want to become Mrs. Griffith? Hey, Heather. If you keep doing this, be careful that I introduce a

new girlfriend to Matthew. You won't have a chance then. Hey, are you going to talk?"

Danny's mouth kept going like a broken record.

Heather was so annoyed by the noise that she yelled, "Tape his mouth!"

In the end, Danny became a giant pendant in the warehouse, all thanks to his non-stop chatter.

He couldn't speak and swayed at the slightest breeze—much like a pendant.

…

On the Los Tower rooftop.

Alexander arrived, and Matthew was already there.

Matthew stood with his back to Alexander, looking at the moon in the sky. His back was filled with loneliness and

sorrow.

Hearing footsteps, he turned his head slightly, then raised his head to look at the moon again.

"It has been seven years, and I don't even remember how long it's been since I felt as relaxed as I am. Every night,

I used to worry if the police would suddenly break down my door and if I would wake up in prison. All this fear and

uncertainty, this homeless life, is all thanks to you, my dear brother!"

Alexander calmly accepted his accusation and said, "Since you know it was me, why do you have to target Danny?

He has never hurt you."

"But he betrayed me!" Matthew turned around, and his face flickered in the moonlight, unable to hide the hatred in

his eyes. "He chose to stand on your side instead of me. Doesn't he know that the bigger the matter Smith Co. is

involved in, the more dangerous my life becomes? He knows it, but he still chose to help you. Why should I care

about our brotherly bond if he doesn't care whether I live or die?"

Alexander shook his head and said, "You're beyond help. Do you really have to hate every person in the world?"

"Talking won't help. Don't you want to save Danny? Okay, I'll give you a chance. Within three days, you will go to

Times Square and shoot indiscriminately. The kill count should be one hundred. Live stream the whole thing on the

world's largest social media platform. I'll spare Danny's life if you can do all that."