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Bring Your A Game, Mr novel Chapter 456

Chapter 456 Does He Actually Have Eyes for Alexander?

Danny couldn’t help but frown. It seemed that his brother was right—the world was not as simple as he thought.

Once the wretched man was carted off-stage, Bryce sat back on the bed. “Are you pleased with this outcome?” he asked breezily.

“There’s nothing to be pleased about—you just cut this man down. In the future, there will be thousands of others to take his place. Bryce Fiore, I know that this black market of yours is outside the jurisdiction of the law, but do you not even have any basic principles?” Elise asked indifferently.

Bryce didn’t even look up. “On the contrary, I had no idea that you have become an advocate for the police.”

“This has nothing to do with the police. In business deals, you pay the agreed price, and you get the promised merchandise. Now, that man’s blood is on your hands. Is this any different from a dog-eat-dog world?”

“All right, all right…” Bryce waved a hand in dismissal with utmost patience. “I have already rendered that man a cripple, and I will also drive the others away. Let us not allow this little matter to ruin this beautiful meeting of ours when we have not seen each other for such a long time, shall we?”

“If that’s the case, then there’s nothing for us to chat over tea.” Elise composed herself before she went straight to the point. “I want to make a deal with you.”

“Truly, one never comes to me without a reason.” Bryce looked at Elise reproachfully. “Just for once, can you leave with empty hands after you have given me your offerings?”

“No,” Elise replied boldly. “Haven’t you heard that thieves aren’t supposed to go back empty-handed? I’m the thief here, the evil one. Of course I will only be taking from you; who has ever heard of a thief leaving a present for the one they’re robbing?”

“Hehehe… Someone learned how to crack a joke. How fascinating.” Bryce let out a low laugh. At last, he lifted his head. His eyes were absolutely similar to Alexander’s inky-black ones. As though he was teasing her, he pulled a leg up onto the bed and placed an arm on top of his knee. Then, he gestured at her. “El, come here.”

Alexander couldn’t help clenching his hands that were by his sides into fists.

El? This was even more intimate than the nickname ‘Ellie.’

“If I keep standing here, you’re going to turn down that deal, aren’t you?” Elise asked, not cooperating with him at all.

Seeing how he didn’t get to have some fun with Elise, Bryce put his leg down in disappointment. “When have I never followed your whims? Tell me then—what do you have your eyes on this time?” he asked languidly.

“Nothing too rare; just some dragonmoon grass and solaria flowers. You have them, so spare me some,” Elise said.

“You truly are here to fleece me,” Bryce said in annoyance. “I do not have them.”

“Come on, old sport, are you still deliberately trying to play me?” Elise was all smiles. Anyone could see the evilness behind it.

“Who are you calling ‘old sport’! Look at my beautiful, delicate features—do they look like those of an old man’s?!” Bryce stood up in agitation. With his arms behind his back, he shot a meaningful look at Alexander.

Elise rolled her eyes. “I already said that he’s my fiancé. If you keep having funny ideas about him, I’m going to actually have to strike you down.”

Everyone else was bewildered. What was going on?

“Such pettiness.” Bryce’s tone instantly turned charmingly saccharine once Elise had seen through his intentions. “It’s just one look; it’s not as though I will actually lay a hand on him!”

 
 

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