Bring Your A Game, Mr novel Chapter 158

Chapter 158 Is Elise a Car Racer Too?

Danny decided to stop thinking about it and yelled as he watched Elise leave, “Wait for me, Boss. Also, please help me take a look at my Chinese essay later!” With that, Danny quickly caught up with Elise and the two entered the classroom one after another.

Not long after Elise put down her bag, a student yelled from the classroom entrance, “Elise Sinclair, you have a parcel at the school gate. Remember to claim it.”

Elise was surprised. Who would send her a parcel using the school’s address?

Nevertheless, Elise did not bother about it and only went to take the parcel from the security guard’s room in the afternoon when classes were over. When she retrieved it, she saw it was a tightly wrapped box.

However, Elise did not open it in a hurry but just brought the box back to the classroom.

“Boss, what new stuff did you buy?” Danny couldn’t help asking. Hearing that, Elise only just pressed her lips. I’ve not bought anything online recently. What could it be?

“Let’s take a look.” Saying that, Elise took a pair of scissors and opened the parcel to see a fancy race car model.

Danny exclaimed, “Wow, Boss, this race car model is so cool! Where did you buy it from?” With that, he reached out his hand to touch the model. “This model is a limited edition. The finishing of it is so smooth.”

Elise frowned slightly. It was only then did she notice there was a letter in the box. After taking it out and seeing the receiver written on it was ‘Sue’, she quickly kept the letter away. This parcel is for Sue.

Immediately, Elise closed the box and said, “It’s just an ordinary race car model. I’ll get you one next time if you like it.”

Danny giggled. “Thanks, Boss! I’m surprised that you actually like car racing because girls normally won’t be interested in it. But let me tell you a secret—Alexander is a great car racer. I shall arrange a meetup someday so that he can show off his skills to you.”

Elise patted Danny’s shoulder. “Have you finished your homework? How do you even have time to think about car racing?”

Danny pulled a long face. “I’m just thinking of getting you some good shows since you like car racing. If you don’t like it, then forget it.”

Elise did not respond but sank into deep thoughts as she looked at the parcel. Who sent this parcel? That person seems to have known my identity…

After school in the afternoon, Elise and Danny went home together. As soon as Elise placed the parcel in her bedroom, her phone rang.

“Boss, have you received the parcel?” It was Jamie. Elise lifted her brows and asked, “Did you send it?”

Jamie quickly denied it. “Nope, it’s sent by a new domestic car racing society. There should be an invitation card in the parcel. They’re going to organize their first auto racing competition in Tissote on the 3rd of next month and have specially invited you to participate in the race. The parcel was originally sent to my office, but I sent it to your school afterward.”

I see.

“Are you going to join the race, Boss?”

Elise rejected it directly. “Nope.”

Jamie seemed to have expected this response as he quickly replied, “I heard it’s a really big event and they’ve even invited many famous car racers in the country. So, I bet it’ll be very exciting. Let’s not miss out on the fun! I heard that the cash prize for the champion this time is 1 billion!”

Hearing that, Elise wavered a little.

“Do you want to try it out, Boss?”

Nonetheless, Elise still rejected it. “Nah.”

Seeing how determined Elise was, Jamie decided to give up. “Alright, Boss. Just let me know if you change your mind. I still have some matters to attend to. Talk to you again soon.”

As soon as the call ended, Elise kept away her phone and opened the invitation letter in the box. After glancing through it, she kept it away in the storage box together with the race car model.

At the same time, at Griffith Group, Cameron walked in with a parcel. “President Griffith, you have a parcel.”

Alexander did not lift his head but continued reading the documents in his hand. “What is it?” he asked.