Bring Your A Game, Mr

Chapter 970

Danny was stupefied for a second, but before he could process Ariel's change, his phone rang, and he got out of

bed to fish for his phone from their scattered clothing. After checking the caller ID, he answered the call.

"Got it. Be right there," he said to the phone moments later before getting dressed.

"I'm going out for a while."

"At this hour?" Ariel sat up from the bed.

"Huh? Yeah. It's an emergency." Danny did his best to look composed.

"Go on then. Hurry back," she said nothing but watched him dress and leave.

After hearing the door outside close, she jumped out of bed, put on the first clothing she could see, and chased

after him.

…

The entrance of Wegas' famous love hotel was brightly lit, and countless luxury cars filled up the parking lot as

couples headed into the hotel one after another in an embrace, about to enjoy an exciting and passionate night.

An inevitably restless night.

Minutes later, a striking yellow sports car pulled up in front of the entrance. An alcohol-reeking Clara stepped out of

the car and staggered up the steps, about to join the indulging bunch.

However, she had only taken a couple of steps up the steps when someone charged toward her from behind and

dragged her away while covering her mouth.

The young woman sobered up at once and flailed her arms around to attempt to escape.

As this was Wegas' largest hotel, the security was no joke. Every officer was nearly 6'5" with muscles that gave

bodybuilding champions a run for their money. Alerting them would be tantamount to asking for death. That was if

she could even alert them.

The attacker was obviously a man, for he could easily cover Clara's mouth for good, disabling her from making a

single noise.

In desperation, the young woman bit the attacker's palm with all her might, causing him to reflexively move his

hand away with a hiss.

At last, Clara gained the chance to call for help, but before she could barely utter a 'help', the attacker covered her

mouth once again and thrust a sharp dagger toward her chest.

Just then, a figure darted over and grabbed the attacker's hand while pouncing on him, saving Clara in the nick of

time.

Clara turned around only to back up in fright, for she found Danny and Noah wrestling. Freaking hell! Griffith agreed

to meet up because he wanted to kill me! I just want to make a living here! I don't want to die yet!

She dared not alarm the security either, for Rylantha's plan would be exposed if things got out of hand.

Hence, Clara got ready to flee, but at the thought that Noah, who had nothing to do with her, was inexplicably

fighting desperately to save her, she couldn't bring herself to be so heartless. So, all she did was stand aside while

watching with worry in the end.

Someone bookish like Noah was naturally no match for Danny, and very quickly, he lost to Danny, lying motionlessly

on the ground.

Meanwhile, Danny clambered up and lifted his baseball cap before turning to Clara as malice flashed across his

eyes.

The next second, he darted toward her.

Frightened, Clara staggered on her heels and dropped to the ground while Danny stood raising the sharp dagger.

"Everything could've been fine, but you just have to pester me. Don't worry. I'll go to hell with you." With that, he

thrust the dagger toward Clara's chest without hesitation.

The sensation of a blade piercing through skin came in two shakes, but by the time Danny came to his senses, he

realized Noah had received the stab.

He had taken the stab for Clara.

Coupled with the batter he had received earlier, the excruciating pain left his forehead covered in sweat.

Danny was rendered stumped. His target was Clara, not Noah.

Meanwhile, Noah shoved Danny away, seeing that he had let up, then clambered up and dragged Clara away even

though the dagger was still in him.

Knowing that he couldn't lay a finger on Clara anymore with Noah around, Danny watched the two get into a car

and flee while he sat in stupefaction for a moment before clambering up to his feet.

Lo and behold, he found his beloved Ariel standing underneath a lamppost, looking at him as soon as he turned

around.

The feeling of being caught in bed came eventually, and Danny stood rooted to the spot like a misbehaved child. He

moved his lips, but no words came out.

"So, this is the job you have to see to?" Ariel returned to her former domineering self. "I want the truth and only the

truth, Danny Griffith."

Now that it had come to this, Danny had no choice but to relate the entire story, leaving Ariel with mixed emotions.

"So, you intend to murder her and pretend nothing has ever happened?!"

"Of course not!" blurted Danny anxiously and gravely. "I plan on murdering Clara before ending myself. That way,

you will never know about being cheated and, in turn, wouldn't get upset."

For a moment, Ariel wasn't sure if she should be mad or upset. "So, is this why you've been avoiding me lately?"

She had thought they were soulmates who could tell what the other was thinking without saying anything, but it

seemed that it was all but her wishful thinking.

Danny didn't know her like Ariel thought he did.

The bleakest problem could eventually be solved in the two banded together. However, Danny didn't trust her.

He, on the other hand, lowered his head in silence. There were countless times when he had wanted to reveal the

unspeakable issue to her, like back when he confessed his love to her.

Yet, every time he saw Ariel gazing lovingly at him, he just couldn't bring himself to do so, ultimately leading to this

point when he was forced to confess.

"Do you even know what I like about you, Danny?" Ariel asked.

She loved that he was always honest, keeping nothing from her.

However, Danny shook his head. I have always been the one leading this relationship while you just have to accept

my love, no?

After having been made disappointed once more, Ariel chuckled self-deprecatingly and left.

He chased after her for a couple of steps before eventually stopping helplessly.

What could he say even if he went after her? Ariel wouldn't want to see him anymore and he would eventually still

lose her in the most shameful manner.

…

Alexander had set up a party in Hotel Wegas' luxury hall and invited the leaders of the local forces via Napoleon and

Camren, the two Cittadelian diasporas.

After a few glasses, in addition to Napoleon and Camren's guarantee, Smith Co. successfully gained recognition,

and everyone expressed their willingness to aid Alexander in developing his forces in Wegas.

Just then, an uninvited guest barged into the hall.

"My, it sure is a party in here. I can't believe you didn't invite me, Mr. Cuber, Mr. Abbott!"

It was none other than the head of the largest local gang, Stenson of the Hellen Family.

For the longest time, the Hellens dealt with shady businesses and constantly treaded the margins of the law. Most of

their members feared no death. Even the Wegas police department would take evasive actions toward them.