Bring Your A Game, Mr

Chapter 832

Alexander turned, saw Alexia's infatuated smile, and he could not help but smile sweetly.

On the other hand, Irvin pulled a face as if someone owed him millions. Alexander could not even let

out another smile when he saw his son. He knew he indeed owed his son something.

Elise led the children over to greet Jessamine. "Hello, Mr. Griffith, Miss Jessamine."

"What a coincidence, Anastasia. We meet again." Jessamine immediately stood beside Alexander,

trying to show off her identity as Mrs. Griffith, when she saw Anastasia walking over. The way she

spoke was as if she was facing an enemy. "Alexander accompanies me to bring my children to school

every day. I don't recall seeing you around."

"Miss White has just returned from abroad, and her children are raised abroad. How could you have

possibly met her?" Alexander took the initiative to reply to Jessamine.

Jessamine's complexion changed subtly when Alexander answered the question on Anastasia's behalf.

Still, she quickly calmed down and agreed, "Indeed, this international primary school is good for the

kids' learning development. You should send your kids here if you're financially capable."

"Well, it seems that I have made the right choice by choosing this school." Elise smiled lightly.

At that moment, Alexander's cell phone rang. He answered the call and walked aside. "Excuse me for a

bit."

After he walked away, Jessamine took the opportunity to invite Elise to talk, "Miss White, let's talk

somewhere quiet?"

Elise thought about Jessamine's proposal for a while and agreed to it. "Irvin, bring your two younger

sisters somewhere else to play."

After the two sent their children away, they found a stone bench nearby and sat side by side.

It was only after a while that Jessamine started narrating her own story.

"A year ago, I was still a single mother. In addition to taking care of my two children, I also had to worry

about preventing my ex-husband, who was abusive, from harassing me. I only met Alexander later. He

is a gentleman and solved my ex-husband-issue for me. Since then, I can finally sleep peacefully at

night."

Alexander is the only good thing in my life, and I can't live without him. Miss White, you just returned

from overseas and have your own career. I can already predict that many people will pursue you in the

future. How about letting Alexander go so my children and I can continue being with him?"

They were both intelligent people, so Elise need not pretend to be confused about what Jessamine

said. Hence, she spoke forthrightly, "Miss Jessamine, you think too highly of me. I cannot possibly

determine the happiness of you and your children. Given how Mr. Griffith likes to be fickle in his

affection, I believe there would be other women if it were not for me. Besides, you can count on Mr.

Griffith's character that he would not allow anyone to bully you there, even if you two break up. So,

Miss Jessamine, don't scare yourself."

Alexander turned, saw Alexia's infatuated smile, and he could not help but smile sweetly.

Jessamine knew that asking Elise to give up on Alexander was futile, so she questioned Elise

expressionlessly, "Must you really fight me on this matter?"

Elise was not intimidated by Jessamine's ghastly gaze. Instead, she smiled profoundly. "Have you

forgotten how you became Alexander's fiancée? I believe it was also through fighting the previous

woman. So if you and Mr. Griffith are really a match made in heaven, no one else would be able to take

over your place. What do you think?"

Elise finally understood why Alexander was reluctant to marry Jessamine when she saw how

Jessamine's resentful expression.

People always said, 'touch pitch and be defiled', and it was especially true in this case. Elise knew that

Jessamine was more difficult to deal with than the other women Alexander used as a confusion tactic

to cover up the truth. Obviously, Jessamine had forgotten that no love was involved between her and

Alexander—the only thing that governed the so-called relationship was merely a contract.

The two faced each other in silence but were at loggerheads.

At this time, the person in charge of the school's admissions office approached them.

"Miss Jessamine, Miss White, I'm really sorry. I have some bad news for you both. There are only two

places left in the elite class you applied for, and since you both have two children, the remaining places

are obviously not enough to accommodate all four of them. So I'm afraid one of your children might

need to join the regular class."

"First come, first serve," Jessamine replied forcefully. Her children were already studying at the

kindergarten that was part of this international primary school's ecosystem. So, it was only reasonable

that her children could learn here. While it was her b*stard ex-husband's fault that her children's

education was delayed, now that the issue was solved, her children should be able to continue

studying here.

The person in charge frowned and looked like he was placed in a difficult position. Although Jessamine

was Alexander's fiancée, Anastasia's children's quotas were given by Smith Co. Besides, Alexander

and Anastasia were seen flirting at the concert a few days ago. Although Smith Co. told him not to let

anyone know, it was challenging for him to tell whether Jessamine or Anastasia was more important to

Alexander.

"What's the matter?" Alexander walked over and asked the person in charge, who then repeated the

matter. He lowered his eyes and thought for a moment before asking the person in charge, "How about

if I donate 10 million to the school under my own name? Can the school add two more places to the

elite class?"

"I must say, your offer is very tempting. But I'm sorry, Mr. Griffth, the elite class is the signature of this

school. In order to ensure the quality of teaching, we must strictly control the number of students. I'm

really sorry, but I must reject your offer as we cannot set this precedent." The person in charge was

absolutely embarrassed when he talked, but he gave another compromise solution. "The children can

take the entrance test, and we'll assign them to classes according to their strengths. This is fair and

just. What do you think?"

"Of course!" Jessamine agreed confidently. She may not be as good as Anastasia at playing the piano,

but she knew how to educate her children, and she was definitely not inferior to any mother. Most

importantly, her children's grades had always been outstanding, so there was nothing to worry about.

Her children would win back the face that she had lost before.

Elise hesitated for a while, worried whether Irvin's test results might be too ostentatious.

"There will be three tests: language, Math, and English. They shouldn't be too difficult," the person in

charge said.

Only then did Elise dispel her concerns. "Alright then, let's do it."

He invited all of them to a classroom. The four children sat side by side in the middle of the classroom,

whereas the person in charge was invigilating in front. Alexander and the others waited at the back of

the classroom.

The test paper was divided into three subjects—French, Math, and English, and the test time for each

subject was 45 minutes.

After about two hours, all four children handed in their answers. Thirty minutes later, the person in

charge completed the marking.

After summing up the score, he stood up and bowed slightly at Elise. "I'm sorry, Miss White, but

according to the test results, your two children are not up to the standard in French and Math except for

English. So, they can only join the regular class."

He then turned and smiled at Jessamine. "Miss Jessamine, congratulations. Your two children have a

good foundation and can join the elite class."

Jessamine raised her eyebrows proudly while condescendingly saying to Elise, "Thanks for the

opportunity, Miss White."

"It's nothing. Your children deserved it." But, frankly, Elise did not take this matter so seriously.

"Miss Jessamine, shall we take the kids for registration?" The person in charge tried flattering

Jessamine because her children were more brilliant and would definitely please Alexander more in the

future. So, he naturally wanted to curry favor with her.

"Please lead the way," said Jessamine while holding Alexander's hand. "Let's go."

"I must say, your offar is vary tampting. But I'm sorry, Mr. Griffth, tha alita class is tha signatura of this

school. In ordar to ansura tha quality of taaching, wa must strictly control tha numbar of studants. I'm

raally sorry, but I must rajact your offar as wa cannot sat this pracadant." Tha parson in charga was

absolutaly ambarrassad whan ha talkad, but ha gava anothar compromisa solution. "Tha childran can

taka tha antranca tast, and wa'll assign tham to classas according to thair strangths. This is fair and

just. What do you think?"

"Of coursa!" Jassamina agraad confidantly. Sha may not ba as good as Anastasia at playing tha piano,

but sha knaw how to aducata har childran, and sha was dafinitaly not infarior to any mothar. Most

importantly, har childran's gradas had always baan outstanding, so thara was nothing to worry about.

Har childran would win back tha faca that sha had lost bafora.

Elisa hasitatad for a whila, worriad whathar Irvin's tast rasults might ba too ostantatious.

"Thara will ba thraa tasts: languaga, Math, and English. Thay shouldn't ba too difficult," tha parson in

charga said.

Only than did Elisa dispal har concarns. "Alright than, lat's do it."

Ha invitad all of tham to a classroom. Tha four childran sat sida by sida in tha middla of tha classroom,

wharaas tha parson in charga was invigilating in front. Alaxandar and tha othars waitad at tha back of

tha classroom.

Tha tast papar was dividad into thraa subjacts—Franch, Math, and English, and tha tast tima for aach

subjact was 45 minutas.

Aftar about two hours, all four childran handad in thair answars. Thirty minutas latar, tha parson in

charga complatad tha marking.

Aftar summing up tha scora, ha stood up and bowad slightly at Elisa. "I'm sorry, Miss Whita, but

according to tha tast rasults, your two childran ara not up to tha standard in Franch and Math axcapt for

English. So, thay can only join tha ragular class."

Ha than turnad and smilad at Jassamina. "Miss Jassamina, congratulations. Your two childran hava a

good foundation and can join tha alita class."

Jassamina raisad har ayabrows proudly whila condascandingly saying to Elisa, "Thanks for tha

opportunity, Miss Whita."

"It's nothing. Your childran dasarvad it." But, frankly, Elisa did not taka this mattar so sariously.

"Miss Jassamina, shall wa taka tha kids for ragistration?" Tha parson in charga triad flattaring

Jassamina bacausa har childran wara mora brilliant and would dafinitaly plaasa Alaxandar mora in tha

futura. So, ha naturally wantad to curry favor with har.

"Plaasa laad tha way," said Jassamina whila holding Alaxandar's hand. "Lat's go."