Bring Your A Game, Mr

Chapter 672

Unable to express his dismay, Sebastian glared at her in disgruntlement with tightened fists, but in the

end, he flung his hand and left in a huff.

Tiana stood as she watched with an expressionless face as he walked further and further away before

snorting derisively. "Do you think you're even good enough to be my suitor? Dream on."

Even though she had gotten rid of Sebastian, who was a huge nuisance, all sorts of thoughts filled her

mind, turning it into a jumbled mess.

The Calligraphy Contest was only a few days away, and there wasn't much time left for her to copy the

works of QH. However, until today, she couldn't buy any other pieces by QH because she couldn't find

an appropriate reason to ask for such a considerable amount of money from her family.

As she watched his figure disappear into the girl's dorm area, Tiana had a sudden stroke of inspiration.

She recalled the anonymous text from earlier, quickly whisked out her phone, and replied, 'Let's speak

in person.'

Initially, she was only giving it a shot, but just as she was about to keep her phone away, the other

person had already given her an immediate reply.

When she rechecked her messages, there was only an address written in the chat box, which was a

high-end coffee house in the business district.

She instantly turned around and left the campus with that destination in mind.

In the late afternoon, around 4:00 P.M., when the coffee house was at its busiest, Tiana walked in and

looked around at the entrance so she could spot the person who asked her out.

However, while she was unaware, someone extended their hand to her from the aisle next to her. "Miss

Hill, nice to meet you."

She spun her head around and saw that the guy was well-mannered, wearing glasses, and looked very

polite. Hence, she let her guard down and shook his hand. "It's a pleasure to meet you, too. How may I

address you?"

"Owen Morgan," the man answered.

"Hello, Mr. Morgan," Tiana greeted politely.

"This way, please." After leading her to a table, Owen sat down and asked for the waiter to take their

orders. "One American espresso," he said casually.

Tiana couldn't help but peer a little longer at him when she heard his order. In the end, she said to the

waiter, "The same for me, please."

"Looks like we have the same tastes, Miss Hill," Owen said, teasing her.

Tiana had to listen to truckloads of flatteries like this every day, and they no longer worked on her. So,

she merely smiled faintly and didn't pick up the conversation from there.

After their coffees were served, she took a sip and dove right into the main topic anxiously.

"Since you're a straightforward person, I won't beat about the bush with you as well, Mr. Morgan. I

would like to know how you got my private number,'' she asked her question bluntly in a commanding

tone.

Despite that, Owen seemed unaffected as he stirred his coffee leisurely. "Where there's a will, there's a

way. Miss Hill, all you need to know is that I'm here to take care of your problems, and I'm your friend,

not your foe. That's enough," he said in a relaxed tone.

"I think you have the wrong idea. I came to meet you simply because of curiosity, but I don't have any

problems to take care of." She deliberately adopted an arrogant persona as she spoke in a nonchalant

tone.

Despite seeing through her act, he didn't bother to point it out and only said ambiguously, "That's for

sure. For a talented and beautiful woman such as you, there will always be people around to help you

get rid of your problems. I just wonder if I have the honor to be one of them and make an acquaintance

with you?"

He paused, took out a checkbook, signed it in front of Tiana, then pushed it to her over the table."This

shows my sincerity," he said with a smile. "Just fill in the amount you need, Miss Hill. I guarantee that

any major bank will cash it out for you any time."

A limitless check was exactly what she needed the most right now, and she stared at the check for a

full half-minute before snapping back to her senses and looking at Owen warily. "What's the condition?"

She was no fool; in exchange for taking someone else's money, she would have to do something.

However, he only shook his head. "If I can befriend you by spending a little money, to me, there can be

no better deal than this. You can be at ease and accept this because I won't ask for anything

overboard, Miss Hill."

"Shouldn't I be the one who should decide whether it's overboard or not?" Tiana made herself appear

dignified by pretending to look down on money. "It's better if you'll tell me your conditions first so I can

decide if I should go ahead with this deal, Mr. Morgan."

Owen sighed regretfully. "Alright, since that's what you insist, I'll just say that I do have a small request.

I have a new game, Apocalypse Strike, and I hope you'll play the game from the beginning until the end

and write me a detailed report of your experience."

"That's all?" she asked doubtfully. "Even though I'm slightly more intelligent than your average Joe, my

experience in demo gaming is not much compared to those gaming bloggers. So why did you pick

me?"

"That's because you're very talented," he answered earnestly. "It's the game which has chosen you, not

me."

Even though she didn't know what he meant by that, she took it for granted that this game had a very

high threshold and targeted people with high intelligence.

"Alright." She reached out and picked up the check. "There are no free deals in this world, so I'll take

this as a loan from you, but I'll still try out the game, and the experience report will be the interest for

this loan. Then, once I have my funds, I'll return the money to you."

"Oh, there's no hurry…" Owen picked up his cup and then breathed in the thick aroma within the warm

steam as he kept his gaze on Tiana unblinkingly, just like a wolf that had discovered its prey.

Soon, their alliance would have another member again.

——

…

That night, Julius sent a text to Elise. 'Boss, Tiana Hill placed another order for your calligraphy work,

but we ran out of stock already. If we accept her order, you'll have to write another one for her.'

What a pain, Elise thought and simply replied, 'Turn her down.'

The next morning when Elise returned to the courtyard house, she saw Joseph at the computer on the

SK Group forum, where someone posted another task with a high reward, and all they needed was

QH's contact details.

She already knew that it was posted by Tiana the moment she saw it. Furthermore, in order to

stimulate reception, the reward for this task was five times more than the other similar tasks, and it

went to show that Tiana had really thrown in all she had.

Of course, Joseph took an extra look at this type of patron who didn't have a budget, and when he saw

the odd look on Elise's face, he teased, "Isn't QH your favorite alphabets? QH… No, wait. I should call

you the National Goddess. Could this QH be you as well?"

After working with Elise for more than six months, Joseph had witnessed countless of her identities and

was no longer surprised by them. Even if she said she was God himself, he would also believe it—if

God was a woman.

Elise avoided the question and changed the topic. "You have a WeChat alias account, don't you? So

accept this task and send over that account's profile."

"My profile?" Joseph's eyebrows shot up. "Isn't this fraud? SK can't do something that would damage

their image."

"Who would be honest with a person who is full of lies?" Then, she narrowed her eyes and gave his

shoulder a hard squeeze. "Don't try my patience, hm?"