Bring Your A Game, Mr novel Chapter 827

Chapter 827 I’ve Been Posing as You

Onyx’s expression kept changing throughout their conversation before it settled into a cold look. “I’m not interested in living in your house either. I would’ve long moved out of the house if I’m not looking after it for your mother. Are you implying that I have to pay your debts for living in the house? Dream on! We’ll move out right away. There’s no way I’ll take over your debts.”

At the end of his words, he turned to Lyra and ordered, “What are you waiting for? Grab some help and pick up the things.”

Sighing, Elise feigned hurt as she fell onto the sofa.

As she had briefed the children on her plan beforehand, the trio wasn’t worried about her feelings getting hurt, but gathered around her nonetheless as their curiosity piqued.

Their curiosity had created a miserable scene of the mother and her children cuddling against each other for comfort from Onyx’s perspective. Looking at them, he was even more sure of his guess, in which Anastasia had to come home because she was heavily indebted.

Thirty minutes later, as his resolution to leave the house reached its peak, he yelled at the people from downstairs. “Enough! Just pick some clothes. The documents are more important. We can come back later if you left anything behind.”

The pathetic look on her face had driven him to make the resolution of leaving the house as soon as possible, or else he would get himself tangled up in their business. He wouldn’t want to waste even a penny of his hard-earned money on them.

A few minutes later, Lyra and the servant rushed down the stairs with some suitcases in tow.

He walked over to the duo and took one of them before he pushed the suitcase toward the door without wasting a second.

A wheel fell off of Lyra’s luggage on their way to the exit. Seeing she was struggling to pull the luggage, he shoved the handle of the suitcase he was pulling into her hand. Then, he carried hers on his shoulder and dashed off of the house.

Walking over to the French windows, Elise looked at their hilarious behavior and couldn’t help but chuckle.

Irvin stood beside her. “Mommy, since when do we owe Mr. Yorkson money?”

“Winning is all that matters.” Humming, she shrugged before explaining, “Didn’t you say your grandfather is a different man from what I’ve told you? I’m just giving him a small test to see if he has changed. If he has chosen to share the burden with us, we’ll continue to consider him a family. Since he’s not willing to do that, which means he doesn’t see us as his family. Therefore, we don’t need him either. Can you get that?”

“Do people always change?” Irvin wasn’t able to accept the statement.

At that, Elise answered with a gentle tone, “A relationship built on true hearts won’t, so we only need to care about those who’re being sincere with us. It’s meaningless and unhealthy to worry ourselves over the hypocrites.”

At last, he nodded and found her words giving him the déjà vu.

Then, he recalled that the playboy, Alexander, had said the same thing.

As Alexander shared the same opinion with Elise, Irvin began to doubt if the man was as undependable as he was portrayed in the news.

Elise had no idea about the thoughts that ran through his mind. Turning to face Alexia and Mimi, Elise clapped as she announced, “Darlings, we have a new house!”

She was happy to find herself chasing the two deadbeats out of the house with minimum effort.

Meanwhile, Lyra was staring longingly at the villa even though the car was moving away from it before she tugged the hem of Onyx’s shirt. “Dear, are you sure we’re leaving the house to Anastasia just like that?”