Bring Your A Game, Mr novel Chapter 970

Danny was stupefied for a second, but before he could process Ariel's change, his phone rang, and he got out of bed to fish for his phone from their scattered clothing. After checking the caller ID, he answered the call.

"Got it. Be right there," he said to the phone moments later before getting dressed.

"I'm going out for a while."

"At this hour?" Ariel sat up from the bed.

"Huh? Yeah. It's an emergency." Danny did his best to look composed.

"Go on then. Hurry back," she said nothing but watched him dress and leave.

After hearing the door outside close, she jumped out of bed, put on the first clothing she could see, and chased after him.

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The entrance of Wegas' famous love hotel was brightly lit, and countless luxury cars filled up the parking lot as couples headed into the hotel one after another in an embrace, about to enjoy an exciting and passionate night.

An inevitably restless night.

Minutes later, a striking yellow sports car pulled up in front of the entrance. An alcohol-reeking Clara stepped out of the car and staggered up the steps, about to join the indulging bunch.

However, she had only taken a couple of steps up the steps when someone charged toward her from behind and dragged her away while covering her mouth.

The young woman sobered up at once and flailed her arms around to attempt to escape.

As this was Wegas' largest hotel, the security was no joke. Every officer was nearly 6'5" with muscles that gave bodybuilding champions a run for their money. Alerting them would be tantamount to asking for death. That was if she could even alert them.

The attacker was obviously a man, for he could easily cover Clara's mouth for good, disabling her from making a single noise.

In desperation, the young woman bit the attacker's palm with all her might, causing him to reflexively move his hand away with a hiss.

At last, Clara gained the chance to call for help, but before she could barely utter a 'help', the attacker covered her mouth once again and thrust a sharp dagger toward her chest.

Just then, a figure darted over and grabbed the attacker's hand while pouncing on him, saving Clara in the nick of time.

Clara turned around only to back up in fright, for she found Danny and Noah wrestling. Freaking hell! Griffith agreed to meet up because he wanted to kill me! I just want to make a living here! I don't want to die yet!

She dared not alarm the security either, for Rylantha's plan would be exposed if things got out of hand.

Hence, Clara got ready to flee, but at the thought that Noah, who had nothing to do with her, was inexplicably fighting desperately to save her, she couldn't bring herself to be so heartless. So, all she did was stand aside while watching with worry in the end.

Someone bookish like Noah was naturally no match for Danny, and very quickly, he lost to Danny, lying motionlessly on the ground.

Meanwhile, Danny clambered up and lifted his baseball cap before turning to Clara as malice flashed across his eyes.

The next second, he darted toward her.

Frightened, Clara staggered on her heels and dropped to the ground while Danny stood raising the sharp dagger.

"Everything could've been fine, but you just have to pester me. Don't worry. I'll go to hell with you." With that, he thrust the dagger toward Clara's chest without hesitation.

The sensation of a blade piercing through skin came in two shakes, but by the time Danny came to his senses, he realized Noah had received the stab.