Bring Your A Game, Mr

Chapter 680

Right then, Alexander pushed the side door open and dragged two youngsters into the room. He only

let go of them after dragging them to the center of the hall.

"Explain yourselves! Who are you guys? Who sent you here?" Alexander growled as he pushed them

toward the stairway. He gave off an intimidating aura that made others afraid to disobey him.

"Blake! Gordon!" Garreth shot up to his feet. "Why are you guys here?"

The shorter boy spoke with a hesitant look on his face. "We overheard others saying that the paparazzi

was coming to hunt you down, so we thought we'd come over to see if we could help out."

The other boy looked a little more resentful. He wore an awkward expression on his face—he seemed

as if he didn't want to admit that he was there because he cared for Garreth.

Garreth knew that the other boy was soft-hearted under his tough exterior. A warm sensation spread

across Garreth's chest as he realized that the two boys still cared for him. "Do you guys know each

other?" Alexander asked.

"They are my teammates. They mean no harm," Garreth explained. Only then did Alexander take his

gloves off before walking toward Elise. "Did anyone bully you?" he asked her gently.

"No." She shook her head before cracking a joke. "But I think we might need to move out of this place.

The security here is pretty useless. The entire group of reporters showed up at our front door, and the

security didn't do anything about it at all."

Bang! Phew… phew… phew…

"I finally got rid of them…" Mr. Howard pushed the door open and ran into the hall before resting

against the back of the couch as he tried to catch his breath. He may be a shameless man who often

appeared in entertainment magazines, but those were all pictures the paparazzi took, and it didn't

require him to come face-to-face with cameras. Moreover, he wasn't skilled in talking about his

business plan in front of a huge group of reporters at all.

Once he realized that he had said everything Elise told him to say, he hastily found an excuse to leave

the site.

"Thank you so much, Mr. Howard," she said with a smile on her face.

He waved his hand in her direction. "Don't make fun of me anymore, Miss Sinclair. You know I'm not

that bright of a person—you shouldn't get me to be the representative in the future. You should just tell

Elliot to finish his studies so that he can start work at the company!"

"You should be the one talking to your son since I'm not part of your family." Elise tilted her chin toward

the two of Garreth's team members as she changed the topic. "I'll need you to talk to Blitzy

Entertainment about the contract for these two guys as well," she said.

Mr. Howard took a good look at them before he straightened himself. "No worries. Mr. Lowry owes me

a ton of favors, so it wouldn't be a problem for me to ask a few more guys from his side."

"Thank you for all the effort," Elise replied.

"What nonsense are you talking about?! Why are you being so polite with me, Miss Sinclair? I'm going

to lose my temper if you do this again." Mr. Howard was a thoughtful man, so he prepared to leave the

house once he saw that Alexander was home. "Since everything is settled, I'll excuse myself now. Hey,

that guy… Garreth! Bring your friends along, and let's leave the place together."

Garreth took a look at Elise, and he left along with his two friends and Mr. Howard once she gave him

the green light. They had just stepped out of the house when Sofia entered from the side door and

walked into the hall.

"You're back, Mr. Griffith." Sofia wore a smile on her face. "Do you need me to prepare supper?"

Alexander acted as if he didn't hear her speaking. He wrapped his long arm around Elise before

leading her up the stairs. "Miss Sinclair," Sofia called them to stop.

His footsteps halted before he turned around slowly. "What do you want this time?"

She felt somewhat uneasy when she noticed him glaring at her. She quickly shifted her attention to

Elise before speaking in a rather sarcastic tone, "Oh, it's nothing much. I just wanted to ask Miss

Sinclair about what she said earlier. She said that I shouldn't allow random people up to the second

floor, but she brought Garreth upstairs for a really long time earlier. So, should I stick to this rule or

not?"

After that, she paused for a moment before changing her tone and began to mumble, "The paparazzi

are like mosquitoes that won't seem to leave you guys alone. They are so unethical! If they hadn't

come over, Mr. Dowrick and Miss Sinclair could have spent the whole night talking to each other.

Thankfully, Mr. Howard came about an hour ago to resolve the issue. Otherwise, I'm afraid the whole of

Cittadel would find out about Miss Sinclair and Mr. Howard's close relationship."

The description that Sofia gave of the situation amused Elise. Sofia sounded like she was happy for

Elise, yet she kept mentioning Elise's relationship with Garreth. It was obvious that Sofia was trying to

cause a misunderstanding between Alexander and Elise—she was trying to make Alexander

suspicious of Elise's relationship with Garreth.

No wonder she used to be a reporter. She sure is good with her words, Elise thought.

She turned around and crossed her arms in front of her chest. "Are you trying to say that there seems

to be something going on between Garreth and me just because we stayed upstairs for half an hour?"

Sofia let out a soft chuckle. "You're the one who's saying that, Miss Sinclair. However, I do think that

you shouldn't have done such things if you didn't want others to misunderstand your actions. Mr. Griffith

came home late, and you brought another man upstairs. I don't think I'm the only one who

misunderstood you. The other maids probably shared the same opinions."

Elise eyed the maids who were standing by the entrance of the kitchen. "Is that so?" she asked the

maids.

The maids stared at her with confused looks on their faces. No! We disagree! Sofia might not value her

life, but we do!

They were too afraid to speak up. On one end was the female owner of the house and on the other end

was the caretaker that the male owner's mother had brought home. They couldn't afford to offend either

of them, so their only choice was to keep their mouths shut.

Elise scoffed before she turned to meet Sofia's gaze. "It doesn't matter if I'm up there for 30 minutes or

a whole night. What has my relationship with other men got to do with you?" she asked derisively while

edging closer to Sofia.

"You're the caretaker, yet all you do is pry into my business. You should be thinking about how you

should serve and care for us! Do you even know what your job scope is? Or do you think you're the

owner of this house just because you have Alexander's mother's support? Huh? By the way, since you

used to be a reporter, you should know about my relationship with Garreth. Why didn't you warn the

others to watch their mouths? Instead, you leaked the news out. Are you trying to make it seem like I

cheated on Alexander? Would that make you happy?"

Elise seemed like a harmless university student on the outside, but she was a completely different

person when she didn't smile because she had a dominating aura.

Even someone like Sofia, who had seen all sorts of grand events and influential people, was stunned

for a moment. She kept quiet for a while before speaking up in a hesitant tone. "I-I… I forgot about that

for a moment. Anyway, there are a lot of different types of reporters. I didn't know anything about

Garreth's identity."

She sounded especially confident with her last sentence. That was because she only found out about

Garreth's identity after hearing what the reporters said, so she wasn't lying.

"Is that so?" Elise faked a smile as she stared at Sofia. "Then, why did you have to remind Alexander

about me spending 30 minutes in the room with Garreth?"

"I was just telling the truth," Sofia said defensively. "Mrs. Griffith told me to stay here, so it's my duty to

watch out for the house. You guys only got married a while ago, yet you're already bringing other men

to you and your husband's private space. Are you saying that there's nothing wrong with that?"