Bring Your A Game, Mr

Chapter 383 Trading Secrets

The spy followed Jeanie all the way to the DNA test facility and waited until Jeanie left before paying a

small bribe to get insider information from the laboratory employees. As it turned out, Jeanie had

wanted to confirm the biological relation between herself and someone of the name of Elise Sinclair,

hence the trip to the facility. When Faye heard this, she was so agitated that she shoved everything off

her desk and let them clatter to the ground. On the other end of the phone, the spy dared not breathe

or interrupt when he heard the sound of breaking glass and tumbling objects that followed Faye’s fit of

rage.

After what felt like a long pause, Faye finally replied in a sinister manner on the other line, “Go and get

me those results; I want them as soon as they’re out, no matter the cost.” … The next day, in light of

the steady regression that Griffith Group experienced on the stock exchange, the financial news added

insult to injury by publicizing Alexander’s resignation. Given that he had been the leading figure of

authority in the company, his departure plunged stakeholders into a panic they had never felt before

and they hurried to sell off the shares they had in hopes of recouping some of their losses.

Incidentally, Amelia announced that plans for the Olson Family to acquire Griffith Group were

underway, which launched the price of their shares to new heights on the stock exchange. Nearly

everyone who kept up with the news in the city knew that the Olson Family would inevitably emerge

victorious in this power struggle. For the sake of success, she decided that it was best to see Nathan

and have their pending partnership formalized in writing. With Johan in tow, it wasn’t until after he and

Amelia had arrived at the hotel that they were told of Nathan’s departure.

A huge bribe had been forked out before Nathan’s bodyguard caved into the temptation and told them

of Nathan’s whereabouts. Upon obtaining the information, Amelia and Johan set off to look for Nathan.

Little did they know that Nathan had left to badger someone as well and that someone happened to be

none other than Elise. Over at the Silverton Clubhouse, he was lobbying Elise with no small amount of

persistence. “I’ve thought about this, and I think you know A’s whereabouts. I can’t stand not knowing

the truth; you need to tell me where A is right now!

Or you could tell me what the deal is between you and A.” Finally, desperation kicked in as he urged,

“Fine, I’ll compromise! How about if you just tell me whether A is a man or a woman? That isn’t too

much to ask, right?” Alas, all his wheedling was to no avail, for she merely stared ahead

absentmindedly as she sat on the couch with her arms crossed. Across from Nathan, Alexander could

no longer stand his relentless badgering. “President York, how do you think your investors might feel if

they find out that their best pitcher lacks fortitude? I wonder if they would reconsider their investments.”

“Get off your high horse,” Nathan snapped, glaring at Alexander indignantly. “And you’re one to talk, Mr.

I-Left-My-Family-Fortune-Behind! Haven’t you heard that the mighty who have fallen would still

command more respect than the average person? Do you honestly believe that I’d have taken on all

those investors and capital without a contingency plan? I would have made a joke out of myself!”

Alexander nodded before he pointed out coolly, “I think you already have done so.”

Indeed, Nathan was behaving like an idiot right now; he was aimlessly pacing around as he glanced

from left to right. He looked like he was a couple of cards short of a full deck. “Hmph! Don’t get all

haughty with me! I bet you want to know who A is as much as I do,” he retorted wickedly. “Aside from

me, A might be the only other person in this city who could help to restore the Griffith Family’s glory.”

When she heard this, Elise quietly shot Nathan a look. Alexander, too, merely smiled and offered no

retort as he allowed Nathan the pleasure of blowing his own trumpet.

Much to Nathan’s oblivion, the man who carried himself with such easy grace despite the recent

controversies had been strategizing and planning since the beginning. As far as Alexander was

concerned, Nathan was nothing but a pawn. It was during times like these when Elise would find

herself doubting that Alexander was all that he seemed. He certainly had the makings of someone who

exceeded the capacity of a mere successor to the Griffith Group. At this time, her phone vibrated and

pulled her out of her thoughts. She flipped open her phone and read the message that had popped up

on the screen.

After noticing this, Nathan sneaked up behind the couch and subtly peered at her screen from over her

shoulder. When he saw that the symbol on the screen was the same one that marked his

correspondences with A, he nearly choked and spat out his beer. The message on the screen read,

‘There’s someone looking into you. What’s your take on this?’ Nathan sputtered and began to cough

violently as disbelief crashed over him like a tidal wave. In truth, he had paid SK Group a hefty price for

them to look into A’s whereabouts as well as Elise’s background.

He was almost certain that the message was sent by a member of SK Group, which meant Elise was

likely in the group, too. Elise, on the other hand, seemed unfazed as she looked up at him and asked in

a steady voice, “You had someone look into me?” “Old habits are hard to change; I’ve been in the

business industry long enough to know that it’s always better to be cautious. Trust me, I bear no ill

intention,” Nathan explained with a grin. “Oh, I didn’t think the absence of ill intentions justifies the act

of snooping,” she countered darkly, narrowing her eyes.

Again, the intimidating gleam that seemed so at odds with her image flashed in her eyes once more. A

chill ran down his spine and he suddenly had a bad feeling about being here. He snapped out of his

reverie when Elise said calmly without looking up, “I’m A.” Nathan fell silent, exasperated by how easily

the lie rolled off her tongue. He made to leave and as he walked toward the door, he grumbled under

his breath, “Do your research before you spew such nonsense, little girl. You were probably doing

finger-painting in grade school when A was reigning over the stock market…”

He had only just reached the exit of the clubhouse when Amelia and Johan obstructed his way. “Mr.

York!” Amelia greeted with a dazzling smile. “The Griffiths are going to hit rock bottom by the time the

stock exchange opens tomorrow. I think it’s high time we discuss that collaboration and put it down in

writing, don’t you?” While Nathan had never evaded them on purpose, photos of them being seen