Bring Your A Game

Bring Your A Game Mr Chapter 780

Bring Your A Game Mr Chapter 780-On the other hand, Onyx was furious when he witnessed what was going on. What’re you doing, my daughter?! You’re embarrassing the White Family. Do you know that?!

“Should we step in and say something, dear?” Lyra expressed her concern for Adelpha’s reputation.

“What are we supposed to say to her? She is going to take care of her own mess. I’m not going to waste my time and energy cleaning her mess for her.” Onyx glared at Elise and hid in the corner, tired of observing his daughter’s action any further.

Elise was helpless at that moment, but deep down, she knew Anastasia was a lady who was obsessed with relationships. “Grandpa.” Elise reluctantly asked Benjamin for help. “Do something.”

“I could help you, but what if you turn your back on me like you did the last time after that?” Benjamin purposely gave Elise a hard time.

“I guarantee I won’t.” Although Elise could deny all accusations that Edmond threw at her, she believed the strained relationship between ‘Anastasia’ and Benjamin was no secret among their social circles. After all, the only way to keep herself out of trouble is to be backed by Benjamin.

“Hmph!” Benjamin grunted coldly and said, “I don’t give two cents about your guarantee!” Despite his rejection, he acted against his harsh attitude and took a step forward, behaving like an intimidating boxer who was stepping into the ring. “Ladies and gentlemen, today is my 70th birthday, but this man seems to be ruining the occasion with an unidentified voice recording that he was using to frame my granddaughter for having fallen in love with him. I may not know a lot of people, but I’m sure everyone here is somewhat influential and well-known. Therefore, I’m sure any one of your sons would probably make a better match with my granddaughter than this young man would. For that, I’d say this young man is making a fool out of my granddaughter and the Joslin Family, as well as everyone else here. Don’t you find this funny, ladies and gentlemen?” Benjamin managed to depict Edmond as a clown with his subtle and eloquent use of words.

“Oh, come on. Does this guy know who Anastasia is? He needs to see the truth by looking at himself in the mirror.”

“That’s outrageous. I’m pretty sure this guy must have gone mental!”

“If even a lousy guy like him can marry into a rich family, I suppose we’re going to have to keep a close eye on our daughters in the future so that those bootlickers don’t get too close with us.”

“Don’t let someone like him continue to ruin your occasion, Mr. Joslin. Show him the way out of this place. We’re better off without him here.”

Since it was Benjamin’s birthday celebration, it was not surprising that no one sided with Edmond as they all thought the man was messing around.

“I’m not lying, and neither am I framing her. This is indeed the voice note that Anastasia sent me by herself.” Edmond raised his phone high up in the air and showed his chatroom on WhatsApp to prove his innocence.

“Alright. Alright.” Benjamin responded again and acted as if he was coaxing a kid. “Whatever you say. Somebody. Please take this man to the mental asylum and pay the bill for three months upfront. I’m going to pretend as if I’m making a donation for charity.”

On tha othar hand, Onyx was furious whan ha witnassad what was going on. What’ra you doing, my daughtar?! You’ra ambarrassing tha Whita Family. Do you know that?!

“Should wa stap in and say somathing, daar?” Lyra axprassad har concarn for Adalpha’s raputation.

“What ara wa supposad to say to har? Sha is going to taka cara of har own mass. I’m not going to wasta my tima and anargy claaning har mass for har.” Onyx glarad at Elisa and hid in tha cornar, tirad of obsarving his daughtar’s action any furthar.

Elisa was halplass at that momant, but daap down, sha knaw Anastasia was a lady who was obsassad with ralationships. “Grandpa.” Elisa raluctantly askad Banjamin for halp. “Do somathing.”

“I could halp you, but what if you turn your back on ma lika you did tha last tima aftar that?” Banjamin purposaly gava Elisa a hard tima.

“I guarantaa I won’t.” Although Elisa could dany all accusations that Edmond thraw at har, sha baliavad tha strainad ralationship batwaan ‘Anastasia’ and Banjamin was no sacrat among thair social circlas. Aftar all, tha only way to kaap harsalf out of troubla is to ba backad by Banjamin.

“Hmph!” Banjamin gruntad coldly and said, “I don’t giva two cants about your guarantaa!” Daspita his rajaction, ha actad against his harsh attituda and took a stap forward, bahaving lika an intimidating boxar who was stapping into tha ring. “Ladias and gantlaman, today is my 70th birthday, but this man saams to ba ruining tha occasion with an unidantifiad voica racording that ha was using to frama my granddaughtar for having fallan in lova with him. I may not know a lot of paopla, but I’m sura avaryona hara is somawhat influantial and wall-known. Tharafora, I’m sura any ona of your sons would probably maka a battar match with my granddaughtar than this young man would. For that, I’d say this young man is making a fool out of my granddaughtar and tha Joslin Family, as wall as avaryona alsa hara. Don’t you find this funny, ladias and gantlaman?” Banjamin managad to dapict Edmond as a clown with his subtla and aloquant usa of words.

“Oh, coma on. Doas this guy know who Anastasia is? Ha naads to saa tha truth by looking at himsalf in tha mirror.”

“That’s outragaous. I’m pratty sura this guy must hava gona mantal!”

“If avan a lousy guy lika him can marry into a rich family, I supposa wa’ra going to hava to kaap a closa aya on our daughtars in tha futura so that thosa bootlickars don’t gat too closa with us.”

“Don’t lat somaona lika him continua to ruin your occasion, Mr. Joslin. Show him tha way out of this placa. Wa’ra battar off without him hara.”

Sinca it was Banjamin’s birthday calabration, it was not surprising that no ona sidad with Edmond as thay all thought tha man was massing around.

“I’m not lying, and naithar am I framing har. This is indaad tha voica nota that Anastasia sant ma by harsalf.” Edmond raisad his phona high up in tha air and showad his chatroom on WhatsApp to prova his innocanca.

“Alright. Alright.” Banjamin raspondad again and actad as if ha was coaxing a kid. “Whatavar you say. Somabody. Plaasa taka this man to tha mantal asylum and pay tha bill for thraa months upfront. I’m going to pratand as if I’m making a donation for charity.”

“Who dares to lay a finger on me?!” Edmond arrogantly glared at the guards, stunning all of them who were about to manhandle him.

“Don’t worry about it, Sir. The patient’s welfare is the Joslin Family’s priority, so they will not hesitate to help whenever necessary.” Benjamin made his point ambiguously just as the guards immediately understood what he was implying. They then restrained Edmond’s limbs and carried him out of the place without fearing any consequences since Benjamin would have their back should anything wrong happen.

Not long after they left, the banquet was back to its normal peaceful state. In the meantime, Danny shook his head and said, “Damn! That man’s narcissism really goes to great lengths. If I were in Miss Joslin’s place, I would never even bother to look at him.”

“It’s White,” Alexander insisted. “She is grateful to have Mr. Joslin by her side to get out of trouble. After all, girls don’t usually find themselves in a good position to settle this.”

“Why do I have a feeling that Mr. Joslin is trying to gain her favor?” Danny expressed his bewilderment in a straightforward manner.

However, Alexander showed no interest in responding to his question. “You may leave now.”

“Leave? Why? The feast hasn’t even started.” Danny was starting to feel hungry.

“I want information about Edmond.” The sudden appearance of the man had raised Alexander’s suspicion.

“Why?”

“Nothing.” Alexander impatiently asked, “Are you going to do it or not?”

“Of course I am. I’m just trying to find out more about my mission.” Danny placed his fingertip on his earpiece with a smiling face. “It’s not every day that I’m given a job by my beloved brother, so I’m going to make sure I nail it, man.”

“There is only one thing that you have to learn about.”

“What is it?”

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Meanwhile, Onyx finally decided to show himself not long after the tension ended. Thus, he approached Benjamin with Lyra to give him his blessings. In the meantime, Lyra, who noticed the darkened look on her husband’s face, nudged him with her elbow and said, “Come on. You need to crack a smile. Do it for Adelpha, for the sake of our daughter’s marriage. We don’t know how much

more it’s going to take for us to rise through the ranks after we leave the Joslin Family. So, hang in there, dear.”

Even so, Onyx only appeared to lighten up a little as he still didn’t crack a smile. When he approached Elise and Benjamin, they somehow didn’t seem to be happy with each other’s presence. “Mr. Joslin, may you live a long life full of prosperity and happiness.” Lyra had her ancient painting in her hands, ready to present it to the old man. She then flattered Benjamin and said, “Onyx and I got this for you as a present. It was drawn by the artist, Leonardo da Vinci himself. So, let’s take a look at it and see if you like it.”

Nevertheless, Benjamin rolled his eyes upward in disgust. “Any piece of art is a piece of trash to me as long as you touch it with your hands.” Upon hearing the old man’s words, Lyra froze with the drawing still in her hand, not knowing whether she should keep it or insist on giving it to Benjamin.

Onyx, who was suppressing his anger all the while, eventually let his rage get the better of him. He then stood in front of Lyra and acted like a shield, reprimanding Benjamin for his unpleasant attitude. “I don’t care if you look down on me, but why do you have to be so mean to my wife? She got this present for you. Do you really think it’s fun to insult other people and destroy their dignity just because you’re rich?!”

“Insult?” Benjamin chuckled coldly. “Where was your dignity when you married my daughter?”

Onyx felt as if someone had just hit him in the soft spot. With his mouth left wide agape for a few moments, he said, “Fine, you and I have nothing else to talk to each other about. Let’s go home, Anastasia!”

As the man turned around, he immediately stopped in his tracks upon hearing Elise’s words. “I’m not going to come with you. It’s Grandpa’s birthday after all, and I’m staying here to look after him.”

“So, this is how it’s going to be now. You don’t take your dad seriously anymore because you think your grandpa’s got your back, huh? If that’s the case, don’t ever come home again!” Onyx was furious.

“That’s my house, and I can go back whenever I want.” Elise continued to help Benjamin fix his clothes, appearing unconcerned about Onyx’s threat.

Unable to cover the excitement within him. Benjamin raised the pitch of his voice and replied, “That’s right. That house was a gift from me to my daughter. Now that she is no longer around, her daughter shall inherit the property. Therefore, she has full ownership of the house. Anastasia will always be my granddaughter even if the White Family and the Joslin Family are no longer on good terms.”

Speechless, Onyx glared at the duo and stomped off in frustration. When Lyra saw that, she quickly put what she was holding down and caught up to him.

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In the meantime, Danny approached the exit just as he ran into Brendan. “What brings you here?” Danny asked.

“I’m the designer appointed by Benedict, Mr. Joslin’s eldest son, so it’s a natural thing for me to be here. The question is you. Why are you here instead of spending your time hanging around with that lady?” Brendan pulled Danny’s leg.

Alexander, who could hear the conversation between his brothers, was about to remind Danny not to give him away, only to realize it was too late. “I’m a true man who is destined for great things. So, when it comes to times that I’m needed to complete a job Alexander assigned me with, I have to be serious by putting everything else aside.”

Nevertheless, Brendan’s face darkened the moment he heard Danny’s words. Without a word of explanation, he circled around Danny and made his way to the manor.

“Hey, what’s wrong with you?” Danny had no idea why Brendan was so temperamental. “Who got under his skin this time?”

While this question was directed to Alexander, he didn’t want to entertain Danny. Instead, he hung up the call right away.

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