Bring Your A Game Mr Chapter 430


    Bring Your A Game Mr Chapter 430


    Effort Gone to Waste


    Another two hours went by before Tania ced the final pot of soup on the stove. She heaved a sigh of


    relief when she saw the scrumptious dishes that she had prepared on the kitchen countertop. She was


    excited to be praised for her skills, and she hastily brought empty bowls out to set up the dining table.


    She had just arranged all the dishes when Alexander came back home. With a broad grin on her face,


    Tania let out a loud cry. “You’re back, Mr. Griffith! It’s time for dinner!” Upon hearing her, Alexander


    walked in to take a look at the dishes. He wore a nk look on his face, but he raised an eyebrow


    when he saw Tania standing by the table. “Who told you to do this?” he asked heartlessly.


    “What?” Tania didn’t fully understand what he meant, but she replied to him with a polite and reserved


    tone. “No one told me to do anything—I decided on this myself. I’d be freeloading if I just lived here


    without contributing, so I figured that I would prepare your meals so that you don’t have to go over next


    door. It’d save you some trouble.”


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    “Did you ask the maids before you prepared the meal?” There wasn’t a hint of warmth in Alexander’s


    tone.


    Tania frowned as she didn’t get what he meant. “I don’t like the smell of oil and smoke at home,” he


    exined. He walked out of the dining area right after that. Tania remained frozen in her spot for a long


    while before returning to her senses. I spent the whole day working on this, yet I didn’t get a single


    goodment. I even vited one of Alexander’s rules at home!


    Her sharp eyes darted all around the room before she hurried along behind Alexander. He was headed


    in the direction of Elise’s room. When Tania got there, she realized the atmosphere waspletely


    different—there was a cheerful, light atmosphere at the dining table as everyone gathered around for a


    meal.


    Once again, Tania felt herself being enveloped by ayer of embarrassment. She didn’t even know


    what to do with herself. Right then, a group of people walked through the entrance. These individuals


    seemed as if they had been trained—they were arranged in two straight lines, and each of them had a


    gift in their hands. They marched past Tania before entering a horizontal formation and held their gifts


    up.