Bring Your A Game Mr Chapter 747
Bring Your A Game Mr Chapter 747-Narissa’s cheeks flushed as she smiled awkwardly. “Yes, best
friends. After all, you’re so weak that it’s impossible for me to like you.” She took a big gulp out of her
ss, as if she was also trying to swallow her guilt.
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That day, Madeline felt like having dumplings, so the family and the guests broadcasted the process of
making dumplings in front of the cameras at the Griffith Residence.
Elise was the most professional and was in charge of kneading the dough while Alexander helped her
out. Brendan was handling the stuffing, and Tara was standing beside and watching over him. To
prevent them from spending too much time together and eventually falling in love, Madeline
deliberately dragged Yuri along to pick vegetables, and they did this next to the duo.
“Mr. Brendan, have you had any inspiration yet for the evening dress you wanted to design for me?
Why don’t I go to your room to look at the draftter?” Tara was being very proactive.
“Sure,” Brendan answered calmly. “The draft is in the study. You can look at it anytime.”
Hearing that, Madeline rolled her eyes. “I’ll go too.”
Just then, the director shouted again, “The second guest has arrived. Let’s wee Christopher
Edwards!”
Madeline had seen the program schedule in advance and knew that the guest was a man, so she did
not have much expectations. She merely followed everyone’s gaze and looked at him. Christopher
looked to be thirty. He was dressed properly in a button down and he was a maic man, especially
when he spoke. He had a mature and alluring voice.
“Good afternoon. I’m Christopher, an interior designer. I look forward to spending time with all of you
these few days, and more importantly, I hope I have the honor to be Yuri’s friend.”
Obviously, he came for Yuri.
After introducing himself and having a brief exchange with the Griffith Family, Christopher sat down at
Yuri’s table. He and Yuri hit it off right away, talking about everything and anything from clothing design
to interior design. Poor Madeline did not even find a chance to interrupt them. She was just like a
humanoid stand, or to be exact, an angry humanoid stand.
The way Christopher looked at Yuri, with that tant admiration and pampering gaze, almost blinded
her! What is wrong with the film crew? How dare they invite someone who’s trying hard to snatch my
daughter-inw away? I might just sue them!
Unable to stand it any longer, Madeline made up a random excuse and left.
Meanwhile, Brendan observed everything from a distance. He saw how the pair were chatting in a
jovial mood, and his dark eyes were overflowing with jealousy. Turns out she is able tough in front of
other men, and her stone-cold attitude is only geared toward me, he thought. He was so lost in his
thoughts that he was not aware that he identally cut his finger while preparing the stuffing. All at
once, blood came gushing out.
“Oh no! You should be more careful!” Tara, who was standing beside and watching Brendan,
immediately noticed the cut and was very concerned. She took out a wet tissue, grabbed his finger and
even sucked his wound.
He nced down, but did not refuse Tara’s action as he wanted to see what Yuri’s reaction would be.
However, when he turned his head, he only saw how the pair seemed to be isted in their world,
smiling and chatting happily. They werepletely unaware of what transpired at his end. Seeing that,
his other hand balled into a fist unconsciously. For a split second, there was an overwhelming urge to
tear the picturesque view to shreds. However, he was able to quickly suppress his urge to destroy.
After all, he was an adult. But he also pulled back his hand and walked back to the house, leaving Tara
alone.
Tara waspletely clueless about Brendan’s sudden behavior. Fortunately, Danny was there making
the atmosphere lively. She did not feel left out at the very least.
Night had fallen, and the group of people sat in a circle to have a meal.
The non-stop conversing throughout the whole afternoon saw the rtionship between Yuri and
Christopher grow by leaps and bounds. Not only did they sit together, but he was also thoughtful
enough to keep putting food onto her te. Throughout the dinner, one could hear Yuri saying
constantly, “Thank you. I can help myself.”
Tara was also putting food into Brendan’s te from time to time, but there was not much reaction from
him. He was just sitting upright the whole time, staring across the table at Yuri and Christopher.
Between the intervals of chatting, Yuri finally found an opportunity to take her favorite vegetables.
However, Brendan acted out of spite and grabbed his cutlery, holding onto the vegetables that Yuri was
trying to pick up. This happened several times in a row and everyone started noticing the unusual
situation at their corner.
Yuri looked at Brendan almost indifferently. After a few seconds of them being at a stalemate, she gave
up and decided to put away her cutlery. He raised his eyebrows like a winner, his face as radiant as
spring breeze.
Christopher couldn’t stand it any longer and put down his cutlery. Dissatisfied at the treatment Yuri was
receiving, he questioned, “Is this the type of hospitality the Griffith Family gives? Brendan, don’t you
think it’s inappropriate to treat a girl like this?”
Brendan’s expression turned cold in an instant. “I’m having a meal at my own house. How is it that I
must ept finger-pointing from outsiders?”
“Showing your respect to thedies is chivalry.” Christopher’s expression became solemn as well.
The atmosphere at the dinner table suddenly became tense and suffocating.
Elise exchanged nces with Alexander and took the initiative to smooth things out. “It’s just a
misunderstanding, Christopher. It’s just that Brendan has this temperament and likes joking around.
What he meant was that Yuri has a small appetite. He’s worried that she might be full too quickly
without being able to taste thest two specialties.” As Elise was speaking, she put down her cutlery
and stood up. “I’ll bring them out now.”
“I see. Sorry Brendan, my bad.” Christopher put his palms together and apologized again. Brendan
opened his mouth and wanted to refute, but Alexander quickly held him down from under the table.
With that, the disturbance finally died down.
After dinner, Alexander called Brendan to his room.
“It’s her, I presume?” Alexander stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows and he turned around and
looked at his brother. The both of them knew very well who Alexander was referring to.
Brendan did not deny it either.
Seeing that, Alexander patted his shoulder. “Let the past be in the past. Be and let it go.”
“Sorry. I just can’t ept her being so calm and rational after all that had happened. It was as if it never
was.” Brendan seemed to have suppressed it for a long time, for after saying that, he was finally able to
let out a depressed sigh.
“As a man, you need to be clear about what your desires are and trante them into practical actions.
You should not be making repeated gaffes like today,” Alexander advised earnestly. “We brothers have
simr personalities, and you have always been the calmest of us all. Don’t lose your advantage.”
Brendan nodded in response. “I understand.”
“Go back to your room. Take a shower and go to sleep. Do calm down,” Alexander said.
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Brendan then walked toward the door. As he was opening the door, he bumped into Elise, who was just
about to enter. “Thanks for helping me out just now,” Brendan said gratefully.
“You’re wee.” Elise smiled happily. “Try to be more polite to girls in the future, though.”
Not responding to Elise’s teasing, Brendan merely stered on a faint smile and left.
Elise continued walking to the room where Alexander was and joked, “Have you noticed? Brendan
seems to be very interested in Yuri. Shouldn’t you give him a helping hand?”
“If he needs help in chasing a girl, that rtionship will neverst.” Alexander shrugged, signaling there
was nothing else he could do.
“As his brother, you are way too cold-blooded,” Elise teased.
“Totally. Danny, has already severed his rtions with me. Do you think Brendan will not follow in his
footsteps? They only worship you in their hearts, and I am the worthless big brother.”
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