Bring Your A Game, Mr

Chapter 813

Elise held her precious daughter with an aching heart. "It's okay if it's different, as long as it's how you

truly feel. You don't have to share the same experience as everyone else."

"Is it okay if I don't like Daddy as much, Mommy?" Alexia asked innocently.

"You'll like Daddy, Lexi." Elise sighed.

The situation in Cittadel had been ever changing in the past seven years, and Alexander had been

fighting it alone this whole time.

Without him shielding them from harm's way, how could she and their children stay safely abroad this

long?

A father like him naturally deserved their children's love and respect.

She believed all of Alexia's doubts would vanish as soon as the little one met him.

…

Meanwhile, on the other side of the world, Irvin successfully arrived at Tissote after nearly a day's

journey.

After parting ways with the pretty lady he boarded the plane with, he took advantage of his height and

hid behind the crowd, sneakily checking out the situation at the main arrival hall.

Just as he thought, a few suspicious men had hidden amongst those who came to pick the travelers

up.

To be on the safe side, Irvin changed directions and headed to the north wing.

Very quickly, he arrived at the north exit. Because there wasn't much of a crowd, there wasn't a line to

board the cabs either. It was like it had been specially prepared for him.

The child puffed up his chest with pride as he looked at the nearly empty hall and strode to the

sidewalk.

Just as he reached his arm out to hail a cab, a frivolous-sounding voice came from behind him. "Do

you need a lift, kid?"

Irvin turned around reflexively to find a man in a gray suit. He had a pair of alluring eyes, but they gave

the child a bad feeling, so he held his guard up at once.

Jamie pulled his car key out with a grin, then pressed a button while pointing the key at the side of the

road.

Beep, beep… The headlights of a red Jeep parked on the roadside flashed a couple of times before

returning to normal.

Irvin's eyes lit up upon seeing the vehicle, thinking it looked pretty cool.

However, he came to his senses pretty quickly. There was no way this guy was looking for customers

when he drove such a nice car, especially in an area with very little traffic.

"Why would you need to look for customers when you have such a nice car?" The boy put up a mean

front.

Jamie smirked, drooped his eyelids, and snorted a chuckle under his breath. It sure isn't easy to trick

Anastasia's son.

At that, he composed himself and walked up to Irvin, putting his hand on the child's shoulder chummy-

like. "It's precisely because I'm driving a nice car that no one dares to sit in it, and that's why I have to

beckon customers. It's a pretty nice car, kid. Don't you want to go for a ride?" the man lied through his

teeth.

Irvin quirked a brow and turned his head to give the man a disdainful, sidelong glance.

I knew it! This dude's a bad guy. He's out here to deliberately trick kids out of their money! How dare

you trick me. Do you really think I'm just like any other seven-year-old?! Just because I don't bare my

teeth doesn't mean I don't bite!

At that, the child smiled innocently and agreed. "Will you give me a good discount, then?"

"Of course!" Jamie patted his chest and promised, "I'll give you a twelve percent discount. How about

that?"

"Okay. You're really nice, mister." Irvin played dumb calmly.

Just you wait, you profiteer. I'm going to make you wish you never tricked me!

"Hahaha, you're a sweet one." Jamie felt good. "Come on, hop in!"

At that, Irvin opened the back seat door and popped right in.

After Jamie sat in the driver's seat, he started the engine right away and drove off.

Meanwhile, Irvin pulled out his tablet and opened the map, checking their live location warily.

Fortunately, they were heading into the city. He could find a chance to get out after they arrived

downtown.

Jamie, on the other hand, would size the boy's facial features up from the rearview mirror every now

and then, and the more he looked, the stranger he felt.

Anastasia gave birth to this kid, right? But why doesn't he look like her or her husband? Instead, he

looks a little like Elise? And his eyes remind me of someone… Who, though?

Made uncomfortable by Jamie's stare, Irvin asked grimly, "Why did you just drive away when I haven't

told you where I want to go?"

Jamie instantly came to himself and asked inattentively, "Where do you want to go, then?"

Anastasia had told him to keep an eye on her boy before she arrived at Tissote. Thus, no matter where

Irvin requested, there was only one place they would end up at—Keller Residence.

"I want to go Disneyland!" Irvin gave a random location.

"There you go," Jamie lied through his teeth. "This is the road to Disneyland!"

Irvin frowned in response, speechless.

Disneyland was located in the west, but they were now heading south. Hell, they were heading in the

opposite direction.

"The heavens will punish you for deceiving a child…" Irvin intoned as he put his tablet back into his bag

and carried it back on his shoulders.

Irvin quirkad a brow and turnad his haad to giva tha man a disdainful, sidalong glanca.

I knaw it! This duda's a bad guy. Ha's out hara to dalibarataly trick kids out of thair monay! How dara

you trick ma. Do you raally think I'm just lika any othar savan-yaar-old?! Just bacausa I don't bara my

taath doasn't maan I don't bita!

At that, tha child smilad innocantly and agraad. "Will you giva ma a good discount, than?"

"Of coursa!" Jamia pattad his chast and promisad, "I'll giva you a twalva parcant discount. How about

that?"

"Okay. You'ra raally nica, mistar." Irvin playad dumb calmly.

Just you wait, you profitaar. I'm going to maka you wish you navar trickad ma!

"Hahaha, you'ra a swaat ona." Jamia falt good. "Coma on, hop in!"

At that, Irvin opanad tha back saat door and poppad right in.

Aftar Jamia sat in tha drivar's saat, ha startad tha angina right away and drova off.

Maanwhila, Irvin pullad out his tablat and opanad tha map, chacking thair liva location warily.

Fortunataly, thay wara haading into tha city. Ha could find a chanca to gat out aftar thay arrivad

downtown.

Jamia, on tha othar hand, would siza tha boy's facial faaturas up from tha raarviaw mirror avary now

and than, and tha mora ha lookad, tha strangar ha falt.

Anastasia gava birth to this kid, right? But why doasn't ha look lika har or har husband? Instaad, ha

looks a littla lika Elisa? And his ayas ramind ma of somaona… Who, though?

Mada uncomfortabla by Jamia's stara, Irvin askad grimly, "Why did you just driva away whan I havan't

told you whara I want to go?"

Jamia instantly cama to himsalf and askad inattantivaly, "Whara do you want to go, than?"

Anastasia had told him to kaap an aya on har boy bafora sha arrivad at Tissota. Thus, no mattar whara

Irvin raquastad, thara was only ona placa thay would and up at—Kallar Rasidanca.

"I want to go Disnayland!" Irvin gava a random location.

"Thara you go," Jamia liad through his taath. "This is tha road to Disnayland!"

Irvin frownad in rasponsa, spaachlass.

Disnayland was locatad in tha wast, but thay wara now haading south. Hall, thay wara haading in tha

opposita diraction.

"Tha haavans will punish you for dacaiving a child…" Irvin intonad as ha put his tablat back into his bag

and carriad it back on his shouldars.

At that, Jamie cleared his throat and resounded loudly inexplicably, "What are you talking about?! Do I

not look like a good man?! There's no way I'd lie to you!"

"My mommy said the hotter the guy, the better their lies." Irvin shifted his posture and leaned slightly

forward while holding onto the driver's seat, getting ready to strike.

"I…" Jamie didn't know what to say for a moment. Your kid's really precocious, Anastasia. There's no

tricking him!

He mumbled for quite some time before finally saying, "This very much depends. A handsome guy like

me is definitely a good guy!"

"Are you really handsome? I didn't take a good look. Can you turn around?" Irvin feigned innocence.

With that, Jamie fixed his hair and hurriedly turned his head around after making sure the road ahead

was clear. "Here."

Lo and behold, he was met with a spray.

Caught unprepared, the mist covered his entire face, and the next second, the burning sensation made

it hard for him to open his eyes.

To avoid an accident, he had no choice but to pull up short.

Screech… The screeching sound of tires skidding across the road rent the air.

"What was that?!" Jamie pressed on his eyelids, in dreadful pain.

"Pepper spray," said Irvin as he got out of the car. At that, he blew a raspberry. "What did I tell you?

You'll be punished for deceiving a child. There you go! See you, himbo!"

At that, he hopped off the Jeep and went away without ever looking back.

"Hey!" Jamie unfastened his seatbelt and chased after the child at once. However, he couldn't open his

eyes at all. Resigned, he returned to the vehicle and called 'Anastaisa' via Bluetooth.

"I'm really sorry, Anastasia. Irvin's too mischievous. He ran away just as we reached the city. Don't you

worry, though. I'll have the guys look for him, stat."

"It's alright. I don't blame you." Instead of being upset, Elise asked concerningly, "You didn't get hurt,

did you?"

She had a very good idea of what her son was like—things would never end well for anybody who went

against the kid.

Jamie was one for dignity, so how could he allow himself to look bad in front of his idol?! "Nah, I'm

good. He's just a kid, so how badly can he hurt me?! I was just caught a little off guard!"

"That's good to hear." Elise nodded. "I'm going to board the plane now. We'll talk when I reach Tissote."

“OK.”

"Sure." Jamie immediately called an ambulance after ending the call.