Bring Your A Game, Mr novel Chapter 777

Chapter 777 Immature? I’ll Still Spoil Her!

The birthday of Benjamin Joslin, Anastasia’s maternal grandfather, arrived in the blink of an eye, and the Whites showed up all dolled up. However, the Joslins didn’t welcome them especially but simply treated them like regular guests.

Benjamin, in a three-piece suit, was sitting on a temporarily set platform, waiting for guests to come up and wish him a happy birthday.

By right, Onyx should’ve greeted Benjamin as soon as he arrived since he was an in-law. But instead, he took his wife and daughters to chat with other guests, having no sign of wanting to give the elder his gift. It looked like he was deliberately dissociating himself from the Joslins.

He even stopped Elise when she wanted to greet her ‘grandfather’.

“What’s the rush? Do you think your grandfather needs your adulation when he has plenty of grandkids of his own? Your mom’s dead; we’re just outsiders now. We’ve only come out of courtesy. Don’t be so eager to suck up to them. Makes it look like we want to latch onto them badly.”

“Sure, I just don’t want to look rude. How come you couldn’t move anymore after seeing a journalist just now?” Elise retorted sarcastically.

“What are you bullsh*tting about? Do you really think I care about showing up as Benjamin’s son-in-law? I’m merely making the journalist’s job easier, doing it for appearance’s sake.” Onyx felt somewhat discomfited when Elise called his bluff.

“Sure, just like when you’re hell-bent on marrying my mother even though you think the Joslin Family is beneath you. You have clearly bagged a massive bargain, yet you act like you’ve suffered the world’s greatest grievance.”

Elise scoffed at Onyx’s self-righteousness, for all he had managed to achieve today came from him begging resources out of the Joslins. But as soon as he gained success, he acted like he was forced to accept the resources the Joslins shoved at him. He really was a typical example of leading the life of a wh*re and expecting a monument to one’s chastity.

Onyx turned beyond grim after hearing Elise’s words. “Fine, go all you want. I won’t bother myself with you anymore. Don’t forget that your grandfather said he never wanted to see you ever again. You want to give yourself trouble? Be my guest, but don’t expect me to save you if you’re given a hard time.”

“Nothing would please me more.”

Benjamin never favored Onyx. So Elise might actually have a better chance of reconciling with the elder if Onyx wasn’t around.

She had learned a few things about Benjamin from Anastasia’s diary.

This literary legend adored Anastasia but had very strong opinions of Onyx, and the two despised each other. Because of Onyx and other certain reasons, Anastasia and Benjamin fell estranged after a fight. Though Anastasia felt guilty, she didn’t dare to ask her maternal grandfather for forgiveness either. So their relationship was left estranged like that, and she never got to say her sorry in the end.

Thus, Elise had come to fulfill Anastasia’s wish.

With that, she walked straight to Benjamin.

On the platform, the elder watched with longing eyes as ‘Anastasia’ approached his direction, and he clutched his walking stick in nervousness as she got closer.

“Grandpa,” cooed Elise when she reached the bottom of the platform. But the noisy environment caused the earnest greeting to drift away with the wind.

At the same time, a contrastingly sharp ‘Grandpa’ came from behind Elise, and a figure flitted past her the next second, stepping onto the platform a step quicker than her.

By the time Elise reacted, Adelpha had already stood next to Benjamin.

“Happy birthday, Grandpa! It’s been a long time since we last met. You’re looking as healthy as ever!” Adelpha deliberately spoke coyly as she wrapped her arms around Benjamin’s.

However, the elder only responded to Adelpha with an aloof hum while latching his gaze at Elise.

Just how long more is this girl going to continue being at odds with me? It’s already been two years; is she still not willing to reconcile?!