Bring Your A Game, Mr

Chapter 696

At the same time, Tiana was sitting on a sofa in a boudoir. She had lit a fragrance candle and was

currently holding a goblet as she put on a facemask, enjoying the view of the moon.

Now is the time when the paparazzi will catch Elise and Kenneth in bed.

Imagining a panicked Elise, Tiana was delighted as she raised her head and drank the wine in the

glass.

A phone rang abruptly when the mellow aroma of red wine was still lingering on Tiana's tongue.

She picked up the phone unhurriedly. As expected, this call was from her friend, who helped her to

spread the news of Elise and Kenneth's rendezvous.

The call must be to thank me for my outstanding contribution to their performance.

"Hello." Tiana leaned against the sofa and put the phone to her ear. "How's the situation?"

When she thought she would hear flatteries, she instead listened to a reporter complain, "Tiana, I have

been treating you well, right? How can you deceive me like this? It was Alexander who was in the room

instead of Kenneth. Alexander has now sent me a legal notice and threatened to bankrupt my

company. You are a menace!"

Clack! Beep, beep, beep…

Before Tiana could explain, the reporter hung up the phone. Most likely, he would not speak to her ever

again.

Hearing the tone from the cell phone, Tiana was surprised.

Since I'm young, everyone has treated me with respect. How dare this guy yell at me with such an

attitude and hang up on me?

Tiana let out a cold snort at that.

Fine, such a mediocre man shouldn't be friends with someone like me. It's okay to cut off ties with him.

However, something does not add up.

I clearly saw Kenneth and his staff discussing seeing Elise. I had also investigated that the presidential

suite was booked by Kenneth. How could Alexander appear there?

Could it be Kenneth invited Alexander to the room too?

However, Kenneth once publicly proposed to Elise, so he's Alexander's love rival. They should be

fighting. Why can three of them stay in a room calmly?

Tiana was puzzled and her good mood disappeared. She tore off the mask and threw it into the trash

can before returning to her bedroom.

On the other hand, when Elise and Alexander were about to sleep, they received a call from Julius.

"Boss, I heard you have been tailed by paparazzi today. Are you okay?" Julius asked with concern.

"How do you know about it? Oh—I understand now. Those reporters are still publishing the article

because they are not afraid of me." Elise frowned with anger.

"That's not true." Julius explained, "I was browsing Twitter and saw at least a dozen papers are publicly

apologizing to you. I was afraid something bad happened to you, so I'm calling you."

"Hmph!" Elise slightly raised the corners of her lips. "They took the hint. I'm alright. You called just in

time. Investigate who hired those paparazzi earlier."

"I know who without needing to investigate."

"Who?"

"Tiana Hill," Julius said indignantly. "One of the editors of those papers is her classmate. They even

talked on the phone this afternoon. It's my fault for not listening to their call; otherwise, you won't be

shamed."

"It's her." Elise thought it was exciting and funny. The woman who used her name to swindle and

deceive others was thinking of plotting against Elise.

Elise didn't care about Tiana, but Tiana came to provoke Elise. Tiana definitely had a death wish.

"Boss, I will avenge you." Julius was agitated. He wanted to use Tiana as a training bag as he didn't

exercise as much recently.

"No, I will handle Tiana."

Elise's principle was to not cause trouble but not to be afraid of risks. If Tiana was plotting against Elise,

Elise would not show mercy.

The calligraphy contest would be the downfall of Tiana Hill.

"Okay." Julius smacked his lips in frustration. Then, he remembered one thing. "By the way, boss, your

fake paintings have been circulating abroad recently, and foreigners were the victims. They lost the

money and didn't get the painting."

"Huh? Copies of my painting?" Elise suddenly became interested. "Have you found the culprit?"

She was famous for her ink painting. It was impossible to copy, but one could emulate the style. To

deceive those foreigners, one needed to emulate the style almost perfectly. The culprit was talented,

but they had gone astray.

Elise recognized and valued talents. She was eager to talk to the painter that emulated her style.

"I can't find them. They are hidden and never show up in person." Julius said, "However, they seem to

have entered Cittadel and might be plotting something. I can investigate about them when it happens."

"Okay, just keep an eye on it."

"No problem."

With that, she hung up the call.

At this time, Alexander hugged her from behind. His broad body wrapped her up and he called out to

her softly, "Ellie."

"Yeah? What's the matter?" Elise clung to him tightly while rubbing her head into his chest, much like a

cat would.

"Just wanted to make sure you're still here." Alexander let out a long sigh. "I want to make sure that this

is not a dream."

"You dream too much." Elise nagged, "Where can I go if I'm not with you? We are one. If one of us

goes too far, the other will not feel at ease. Neither you nor I can go far."

Alexander smiled sincerely. He couldn't agree more with these words.

One said that your world depended on how much one had walked. However, Alexander's world was

centered around Elise. Without her, his whole world would collapse.

"Will you still be Kenneth Bailey in the future?" Elise asked, to which Alexander nodded. "You can save

a lot of trouble by being Kenneth Bailey."

"It's alright. I can recognize both Kenneth and Alexander," Elise said with confidence. Then, her

expression turned solemn. "Jacob's database contains my face's detailed data. If there's a second me

in the future, will you recognize me?"

"Of course." Alexander did not hesitate and wrapped her hands with his broad palms. "I will always

recognize you, no matter if someone is pretending to be you or you changed your face."

As Elise heard that, she turned and said half-jokingly, "That's touching. However, for safety purposes,

let's set a password."

"Hmm?" Alexander was confused. "What password?"

"Kiss me," Elise said with a smile.

"What?" Alexander was stunned.

Is this a password or an order?

"Oh—you're stupid!" Elise grabbed his neck and kissed him.