Bring Your A Game, Mr novel Chapter 112

Chapter 112 The Truth

Danny nodded violently. “You’re my boss, right? And a lackey always needs their boss’ help.”

“I don’t think I can help you,” she refused.

Danny panicked, of course. “What do you mean, boss? Are you worried that I won’t listen to you? Don’t fret. I’ll do anything you ask if you’ll help me out. I’ll quit my video games and do anything you tell me to. I swear.”

Elise liked Danny’s attitude, but it still didn’t change the fact that this was a great undertaking. She never taught anyone before, so she might botch the job. And Danny might lose his zeal and quit real soon. If that was true, she would have wasted her time.

“Do you really want to do this?” she asked again.

Danny nodded without hesitation. “Yeah, I’m sure I do.”

“I can help you, but with a condition,” Elise said. “We’ll have to agree on a contract, and you’ll have to listen to me for five months, which is until the entrance exam. If you disobey me, then the contract is voided. But if you do as I say, I promise you’ll get into a college without any problem.”

“Deal,” Danny answered quickly. “I’ll draft it once we get home.”

“There’s no turning back, Danny. Think it through. Take your time,” Elise told him.

“I won’t turn back now.”

Danny hurried upstairs after he came home, but Elise came in slowly. When the servant saw her, they greeted, “Welcome home, Miss Elise.”

Elise took her coat off and handed it to the servant.

The servant told her, “All the young masters are home today and they’re in the backyard with Mr. Jonah. Will you be there too, Miss Elise?”

Elise was surprised that all four of them were home, since they spent most of their time doing their own thing. “Yes.” She went to the backyard and saw Alexander playing chess with Jonah, while Jack and Brendan were giving tips. You don’t see peaceful stuff like this every day now.

“Grandpa Griffith.” Elise went over, and Jonah looked at her.

“You’re back, Elise. Help me out. Alex has improved a lot, and I might lose this match.”

Elise took a look at the board, and she realized that they were evenly matched.

“No helpers, grandpa. I’m holding you to that,” Brendan told him.

Jonah smiled. “I know. I’m just getting her to help me out. Can’t lose to Alex too much, can I?”

Elise chuckled. “I don’t think you’d lose, Grandpa Griffith. Quite the opposite, actually. Just do as you do, and you’ll win.”

Jonah cracked a grin. “That’s what I like to hear.”

They huddled around the table and watched happily as the chess match unfolded. In the end, Jonah won, but only barely.

“Sirs, Miss Elise, dinner’s ready!”