Bring Your A Game, Mr novel Chapter 448

Chapter 448 First to Renege

“I don’t have experience in inspecting corpses,” Elise perfunctorily answered.

“You don’t? How did you know his lungs had issues, then?” Bartholomew persistently interrogated.

“I checked his pulses when he was still alive. I sensed it then,” she replied.

“Really?” Bartholomew lifted his leg to walk over the doorsill. Standing before Elise, he ambiguously quizzed, “I once met a woman in Africa. She, too, had pointed out the error in my inspection. She goes by the name ‘Eliza.’ Do you perhaps know her?”

“I don’t,” Elise countered without even blinking her eyes. “Your task is complete. You may go now. I’ll transfer the payment over as soon as possible.”

Barthlomew stood up straight, revealing a look as if he had gotten his answer. Swiftly, he took off his latex gloves and turned back into the room to grab his toolbox before walking out of the house. When he passed by Elise, he halted his steps and suggestively stated, “See you soon, then.”

“I’ll see you out.” Alexander sneaked up noiselessly like a ghost.

When they reached the gates, Alexander stopped in his tracks. “Stay away from her.”

Bartholomew slowly turned around and crossed his arms before his chest. “Why, we have a fiancé intending to strip his bride-to-be of her rights to socialize.”

“Cut that c**p.” Alexander’s inky eyes grew deeper under his lashes. “Pull anything funny and you’ll be the one inspected the next time we meet.”

“Wow, scary man.” Bartholomew pouted his lips, showing no signs of fear on his face. “Almost everyone’s trying to make a move on her. Will you be able to kill us all?”

Alexander narrowed his eyes and wondered before flaunting his intimidation. “One by one. Two only makes a pair.”

Bartholomew nodded and gave a thumbs up. “Strong man, scary man.” After a pause, he added, “Anyone could do one or a pair. Though you should save your threats for when you finally realize what you’re truly facing.” Having said that, he turned around and walked into the night, slowly fading into the darkness.

After standing idly for a while, Alexander eventually walked back into the house.

The next day, the sun had only risen while Clement was helping Jackson wash up when Danny barged into the room. As soon as Danny saw Clement holding Jackson’s face, his eyes instantly glistened, as if he had discovered an ultimate secret.

Clement, meeting Danny’s eyes, was stunned for a second before realizing what the latter was thinking about, and he sneakily withdrew his hand that was supporting Jackson’s face.

Regardless, Danny remained nosy. He hunched over and tiptoed into the room. Once he was in the room, he grabbed Clement by the shoulder and interrogated, “My man Clement, spill the tea! Since when did you guys get together?”

While he was at it, he winked at Jackson, giving him a knowing look, to which the latter rolled his eyes at him. Is this dumbass really Alexander’s brother?

“Young Master Danny, you’re misunderstanding—”