Bring Your A Game Mr Chapter 684


    Bring Your A Game Mr Chapter 684-Meanwhile, over at Mayweather Polytechnic University, Mica was


    in a ssroom in one of the campus buildings. She was seated in thest row as she worked on her


    calligraphy while waiting for Sebastian’s ss to end.


    Just then, Tiana walked past the back door and spotted Mica from the corner of her eyes. She


    sauntered into the ssroom and approached Mica, hoping that she would tell her what Elise had been


    up to these days.


    However, she had only just walked up to Mica when she caught a glimpse of the calligraphy work on


    the desk, and she suddenly grew very interested in it.


    The So 18 calligraphy transcription bore the unique font that QH herself had developed. The font


    was precise, elegant, and demanded the beholder’s attention. The transcription was as good as a


    printed copy, but it was obviously hand-written, seeing as it was on an ordinary piece of paper instead


    of proper stationery.


    Mica couldn’t even make the cut for the Calligraphy Association. Who would’ve thought that she


    personally knew a legendary figure who possessed such refined calligraphy skills? The transcription is


    superbly done!


    Just then, Tiana suddenly remembered that So 18 happened to be the theme for the Calligraphy


    Contest finals held by the Tissote Calligraphy Association. So, if she could get her hands on this


    copybook and use it as a guide while practicing at home, she was bound to win first ce!


    Tiana brightened up at the thought, but she rposed herself just as quickly as she reached out to


    tap Mica on the shoulder.


    Mica turned around with a smile as she thought that it was Sebastian who had tapped her shoulder but


    frowned when she saw that it was Tiana. While Tiana was always courteous to her, Mica still found the


    girl inexplicably and unnervingly hard to read.


    “Good day, Miss Hill,” Mica greeted with an awkward nod. “Is there something I can help you with?”


    “It’s no big deal, but Sebastian was bringing his friend to the infirmary after the poord suffered a heat


    stroke, and he was asking if you could go over and lend him some cash,” Tiana lied smoothly.


    “A heat stroke?” Mica’s eyes widened in concern as she pressed, “Is Sebastian okay?”


    “He’s fine, but he left his wallet back home this morning, so he really needs your help now,” Tiana


    answered solemnly.


    “Okay, thanks for telling me. I’ll get going then!” Mica said as she slung her purse over her shoulder


    and hurried out of the ssroom.


    The ssrooms on this floor mainly were used as study halls on campus, and nearly all the desks were


    upied with books and other stationery, indicating that the desks were taken, not to mention saving


    students the trouble of moving their stuff around. This wasn’t the first time Mica had been here, and in a


    force of habit, she had left the more cumbersome items behind on her desk, such as her calligraphy


    work.


    When Mica’s footfalls faded, Tiana went to the doorway and peered out the corridor. It was only after


    she was sure that Mica had gone out of sight that she returned to the desk, took the So 18


    transcription out from the pile of papers, and then shoved it into her bag. After that, she fled the scene.


    Fifteen minutester, Mica left the infirmary with a confused look, only to run into Sebastian at the


    stairwell.


    “Sebastian?” Bewildered, she asked, “Weren’t you supposed to be in the infirmary? What were you


    doing upstairs?”


    “Infirmary?” Sebastian blinked at her. “ss ended earlier than usual, and I came to look for you. Is


    something wrong?”


    “But Tiana told me that you—ah, forget it. Now that your ss has ended, shall we grab lunch? I don’t


    want us to have to wade through the cafeteria crowd when the rush hour hits.” She couldn’t care less


    about anything else now that she had Sebastian with her.


    However, when she returned to the ssroom to retrieve her things, she immediately noticed that the


    So 18 Elise had personally calligraphed for her was missing. She flipped through all the papers


    and books on the table and even the desk drawer, but the script was nowhere to be found. Frustration


    and anxiousness filled her as she realized that this was the second time she had lost something Elise


    had given her.


    Suddenly, an overwhelming surge of guilt seized her, and tears started welling up in her eyes as she


    panicked.


    “Hey, why are you tearing up out of the blue?” Sebastian asked gently when he sensed that she had


    be gloomy next to him.


    “I lost the calligraphy script Elise gave me. I was supposed to use it as a guide, and now it’s gone!”


    Mica said mournfully.


    “Are you talking about the So 18 you’ve been poring over for the whole morning?” He thought she


    was being a little melodramatic about this and snapped impatiently, “How is losing a piece of paper a


    big deal? It’s not as if you’d be making a career out of calligraphy anyway. Can’t you just buy another


    script or something?”


    “No, you don’t understand. Elise has been nothing but kind to me, and I… I’ve just been losing


    everything she gave me…” Mica couldn’t help the self-me that washed over her.


    Sebastian grew furious when he heard this. “What is that supposed to mean? Do you still me me for


    losing your precious badge? I thought we agreed that we’d move on from that. Mica, if you have no


    intention of getting back together with me, just tell me right off the bat instead of holding my mistakes


    over my head!”


    Mica was already despondent, but to hear himsh out at her made her gut wrench, and she lowered


    her head as tears started spilling down her cheeks.


    At the sight of this, Sebastian softened. He still had some feelings for her, and he didn’t like seeing her


    cry. As such, he pulled her into his arms, then apologized softly, “Okay, I’m sorry. Stop crying. I only


    meant to say that the past is the past, and we shouldn’t let it affect us anymore. Mica, you know that I


    want to be with you for the long run, don’t you?”


    She sniffed and stopped crying at once. “I know. I just wish you’d trust me a little more. I don’t me


    you; I’m just worried I would let you guys down.”


    “That’s enough now. Come on, let’s get something good for lunch.”


    “Okay.”


    She gathered her things and followed him out of the ssroom obediently. For some reason, she


    couldn’t shake the feeling that Tiana had stolen the script from her, but in the absence of proof, she


    could only try to ignore this nagging thought.


    …


    Ever since his meeting with Jack, Craig had been struggling to make it as a gigolo. But, unfortunately, it


    had been half a month since any of the usual affluentdies called him up, and he wasn’t sure where


    they managed to get ahold of the younger trainees, either.


    These days, he waited at the restaurants where the wealthydies usually patronized to badger them,


    only to have them cast him aside after they showed up with their younger new beaus.


    Craig was used to living the high life after all this time of getting his hefty allowances from thesedies,


    and he couldn’t be bothered to entertain those who could only offer him mere thousands. So, with his


    source of ie shrinking fast, he decided to crawl back to Winona.


    He went over to a high-end restaurant and ordered a feast for take-out, then made it look as if he was


    the one who had prepared it. Then, after asking Winona for her address, he showed up at her front


    door.


    The bell had only just been rung when Winona came up to the door excitedly.


    “Here you go, Miss Jennings! Kindly sign to ept this lovingly-prepared lunch from a certain admirer,”


    Craig said pleasantly with a sweet smile.


    Winona took the food containers and yed along with his act, “Why, thank you, Mr. Delivery Man. My


    boyfriend isn’t home right now. Care toe in?”


    “Oh? Is that an invitation, ma’am? I can’t promise that I won’t do anything naughty,” he teased as he


    wiggled his fingers like he was about to tickle her, then followed her through the door while she


    squealed and made to run away from him.


    He had only just passed the threshold when he saw Elise standing by the kitchen counter with a drink


    in hand, and she was appraising them with mild amusement.


    “Miss Sinir,” he greeted politely with a mboyant bow.


    Winona wasted no time in making introductions. “Elise, this is my boyfriend, Craig.”


    Elise pursed her lips and smiled as she eyed Craig meaningfully, then drawled with heavy implication,


    “How nice of you to personally bring Winona lunch. Thoughtfulness is a wonderful quality to have in a


    boyfriend, indeed.”


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    He chuckled and pretended like he was embarrassed by thepliment, then scratched his head as


    he said demurely, “I just haven’t seen her for a while, and I thought it’d be nice to drop by for a visit.”


    Winona flushed but seemed happy as she pursed her lips and said nothing.


    Elise, on the other hand, looked highly entertained as she asked knowingly, “You’re a drama student,


    right?”


    As it turned out, one could even pretend to love someone and make it look believable if one tried hard


    enough.


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