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Bring Your A Game, Mr novel Chapter 505

Chapter 505 Who Said We Were Lovers

At this point, Elise gave Kenneth a detached, apathetic look. “There’s one thing I want you to be clear about, Kenneth Bailey. You’re not the only person who would die for me. If you did those things for me to pay you back equally, then you’ve miscalculated. From the very beginning, you’ve already miscalculated. I never asked you to do those things for me. I don’t need you to, nor do I wish for us to have such a reciprocal relationship.”

The crowd nearby snickered. “Wow, looks like there are times when even handsome men can’t get the woman whom they love.”

“Hey, you might be handsome, but you’re old. Perhaps you shouldn’t covet the young ladies anymore?”

“Oh, hold your tongue. Men always like the young ones.”

“If you ask me, courting women in public seems a bit like emotional blackmail.”

 

“That depends on how handsome you are…”

The comments went on and on, turning this bout of public courtship into a joke.

 

In the beginning, Kenneth only kept his eyes on Elise, staring at her as piously as a monk and seemingly waiting for her to change her mind.

However, as he realized that she showed no signs of softening, his gaze turned cold and he turned his head to glance mildly at the onlooking crowd. Instantly, their laughter came to a halt.

The man in front tightly pursed his lips and offered a fake smile as he turned into a tortoise hiding in its shell who lacked the courage to move.

The world was full of narcissists like these who would watch the world burn only to then act like they were on a high horse and had nothing to do with the trouble once it truly started.

It wasn’t until no one dared to laugh any longer that Kenneth turned back to glance incomprehensibly at Elise, toss the imperial jade to Tom, and walk away.

As Elise breathed a sigh of relief, she gave Tom a look. “You can send Miss Melody back in a bit and have her take the jade with her.”

Since Melody was already prepared to leave, she turned back. “Excuse me, Miss Sinclair. Did I offend you in some way?”

Elise shook her head. “Why would you think that?”

“Why else would you have me take back something that my boss didn’t want? Would you like to watch me lose my job?” Melody frowned and gave her a look of bewilderment that was typical of intellectuals.

“My apologies.” Elise shrugged. “I thought you two were lovers and that I might spare you his temper if you brought the jade back for him. I meant no harm.”

“Wait a minute.” Melody held up her palm to make the ‘stop’ sign. “Lovers? Who said we were lovers?”

“Isn’t it obvious? You both go everywhere together. You live in the same house, and…” There were other things inappropriate to mention in public.

Sighing helplessly with her hand to her forehead, Melody replied, “In truth, Miss Sinclair, you’ve seen us enter the same residence but not in the same bed. We’ve never even held hands. Don’t you find that strange?”

Looking at her in puzzlement, Elise responded, “It would be stranger if I’d seen it.”

Melody surely was a tad bit too open-minded if she expected Elise to be there to witness what the couple were doing in bed!

The response tickled Melody, who would have kept a straight face even if the sky fell on her, so much that even she couldn’t help laughing desperately. “It would be quite strange. However, that’s not the point. The point is that you’ve misunderstood us, Miss Sinclair. Mr. Bailey and I have the platonic relationship of a superior and a subordinate. Furthermore, he’s not my cup of tea, so please don’t place me in an awkward position any longer.” At this point, she turned on a dime. “And on that note—the repayment of a debt of gratitude doesn’t depend on what you have but what the other party wants.”

With that, she resumed her mechanical smile as she nodded before turning to leave.

Elise fell into deep thought as she reflected on Melody’s words. This was what she was worried about. As long as Kenneth never spoke up, she would forever owe him a debt of gratitude.

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