Bring Your A Game, Mr novel Chapter 923

Chapter 923 Narissa Has Another Choice?

Jamie pulled his hair up, and after sorting out his emotions, he resolutely walked toward Princess. Carefully, he put both hands behind his back to let the dog know that he was not aggressive while he moved in little by little, preparing for a long battle.

Just like a snail, no one would notice that it was suddenly close as long as it moved slowly enough. Still, Jamie miscalculated.

The servant who was pulling the iron chain behind Princess accidentally let the chain slip from his hand. In that instant, Princess lost control and ran toward Jamie, the only stranger at the place.

Princess was already in front of him before he could react. He turned around to escape, but because he was too anxious, he lost his balance, sprained his foot, and fell straight to the ground.

Princess saw her chance and dashed ahead before her teeth sank into his arm. The sharp teeth that pierced his skin caused him to break out in a cold sweat, and the veins on his forehead were all bulging.

He instinctively raised his other hand to knock the dog down, but his last bit of rationality prompted him to put his hand into the hidden interlayer of his boots for the silver needle he hid inside.

Seeing that Jamie was bound by Princess like the old woman, Napoleon watched for a while before he called the servant in disappointment. “Separate them.”

Several servants in protective suits started to run toward Jamie from different directions.

Seeing that they had arrived, Jamie endured the pain, and pulled out the silver needle with great force before he quickly sank it into the dog’s neck. Dogs, like cats, could tolerate pain very well. Being pricked by a needle was like being bitten by a mosquito for them.

However, even though Princess didn’t react to the needle, the drug he injected soon started to take effect. Princess let go of Jamie’s arm to jump around excitedly, and she would stick out her tongue from time to time. Her gloomy blue eyes were bright again.

Everyone there was taken aback by the sight. Has Princess been cured? As Jamie struggled to get up from the ground, he took the chance when he tidied up his appearance to hide the silver needle in his wig.

The silver needle was Elise’s usual weapon, and the one he used just now was the improved version. He had soaked the silver needle in a drug that could quickly stimulate the brain. It was originally used on human beings, and that was the first time he used it on a dog. He was glad it worked, or else he wasn’t even sure he could get away with it.

After giving himself time to calm down, he put on an energetic expression and hooked his finger at Princess. “Come here, Princess,” he instructed in a weak voice.

After hearing him, Princess immediately ran over wagging her tail, and obediently sat down at the space in front of him. She then looked up at him while she waited for the next order.

“Good girl.” Jamie patted her head rewardingly to show everyone the intimacy between them.

The truth was, Princess would obey anyone who came over now. That was why he had to be the first to prove his strength.

Sure enough, Napoleon was extremely satisfied with what he saw.

“The job is yours.” He clapped his hands and told the servant next to him, “Mr. Champ, get a private doctor to treat her.”

“Yes, sir,” the housekeeper, Gareth Champ, replied respectfully.

Napoleon then gave Jamie a trusting look and left.

As soon as he turned around, Jamie immediately let out the breath he was holding. He soon fell to the ground holding his bitten arm while he gasped for air.

However, he had obviously forgotten his current identity. Despite having long locks on his head, and wearing a dress, his legs were still open unscrupulously. It was definitely a sight to behold.

Gareth happened to come over to check on Jamie when he flushed red looking at Jamie. He then quickly took off his jacket to cover Jamie as he said in a gentle voice, “Please let me bring you upstairs to dress your wound, Miss Julia.”

Jamie’s face immediately turned sour when he heard that. “Why are you talking to me like that?” he gagged.