Bring Your A Game, Mr novel Chapter 1010

On the other hand, Wendy and Owen quickly kept quiet when they heard voices from their eavesdropping device. A few minutes later, they heard Alexander arguing with Anastasia as the computer played their voices.

"Alright, now only two of us are here, so you could drop your pretense. Do you know how disgusting you are?"

"No one turns me down whenever I ask for something."

"Don't you dare to touch me, Alexander! Stay away from me!" Slap!

"What's wrong with you? You used to be gentle and thoughtful, but you are not anymore now."

"That's right. I'm not the gentlewoman you love. Isn't Elise your dream girl? Go find her then!"

Bang! After the door was shut with a loud bang, a lady's crying voice was heard. "Take the purse away! I don't need you to buy me anything else again!" It went silent on the other side as soon as the conflict ended, and Owen reckoned Elise must have thrown her purse to a corner where the reception was poor. Thus, he turned off the laptop, thinking there was nothing else he could learn from the eavesdropping.

On the other hand, Wendy was satisfied with what she heard. "Good. Now that we can listen in on every move Alexander plans, we will no longer have to be afraid of falling for his traps."

Owen shared her feelings and said, "I'm going to take back everything Smith Co. took from me in the next two years!"

"Of course!" She nodded. "By the way, it seems that the specialists working at BJ Biotech are more than we expected, so you and I need to be extra careful when dealing with that matter. We don't want to appear on the Mesdran police's radar."

"Don't worry, I thought about that a long time ago. Knowing the number of our targets will make it hard for us to take them all down. I'm planning to split them up and single them out," he stated his intention confidently.

"Good. This matter may be important, but we must also not forget to hold on to Anastasia. A woman is more likely to be seduced by a man with an attractive physique, so it's worth making sacrifices if necessary. Then, you'll have her heart soon enough." Wendy reminded him solemnly.

"Don't worry about that, Miss Jennings. I'll take care of the matter as soon as possible." Owen responded affirmatively. He believed that Anastasia would fall in love with him the moment they shared an intimate moment. Moreover, he claimed he was as physically capable as he had been back in university.

On the other hand, Alexander put the eavesdropping device near the signal jammer once again, ending their covert surveillance.

"Did you hear that? Owen is ready to seduce me. As far as I'm concerned, he has a pretty attractive physique. For that, I'd feel threatened if I were you." Elise chuckled cheekily.

"Leave the lights on later. I will make you see which of our physiques is more attractive." Alexander then carried Elise in his arms and walked toward the bedroom, rendering the lady speechless.

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The following day, Camren suddenly barged in when they were having their breakfast. As the first person who noticed his presence, Elise asked, "What brings you here, Mr. Abbott?"

Camren was standing there like normal at first, but when he saw Ariel coming his way, he quickly covered his chest and acted as if he was sick and weak. "I'm sorry to bother you guys, but I heard there is a doctor who stays with you all, which is why I have come to seek help."

"What's wrong with you?" Ariel got up from her seat and helped Camren walk to the couch. Despite her animosity towards Rylantha, Ariel was obligated by her conscience and honor to assist her 'ill' father.

"I don't feel well. My back and legs are so sore that I couldn't sleep well the last few days." Camren leaned on the couch and pretended to look unwell.

"I'm the doctor you're looking for. Let me do a quick check-up on you." Zephyr responded politely to Camren, but as soon as he was done with the check-up, he didn't seem to detect anything wrong with the old man's health. "Are you sure you've suffered from insomnia for the past few days?"

"Yes, I am." Camren nodded repeatedly. "The years have probably caught up with me and taken a toll on my body. Maybe my days are numbered."