Bring Your A Game, Mr

Chapter 743

Elise brought a chair and sat by the bed.

Reaching out, she took hold of Trevor's shriveled hands. Her heart ached for him.

He was so young and at his prime, but could only lay in the hospital for most of his life. It was such a

pity.

Elise had already sent the invitation to Claude, asking him to perform Trevor's surgery, but she had not

received any reply.

She would wait a bit more but if Claude refused, she would have to take extreme measures.

At that point, someone knocked on the door.

"It's just me. Come on in." Elise thought it was Yvonne.

"So, this is my brother-in-law. What a fine gentleman."

Hearing the voice of a man, Elise knew she had made a mistake. Turning around, she saw Elijah, with

Marcus trailing behind him.

"He is such an amazing human. He should be out there conquering the world, and not laying here. It's

such a pity," Elijah said as sympathy filled his face.

"What are you hinting at?" Elise stood up, ready to fight. "Russell is head of the Anderson Family now.

You should look for him for whatever you're looking for."

"Ha! You think that without the Boyle Family's recognition, he could become the head of the family?"

Elijah mocked.

"That's your issue; it has nothing to do with me. Whatever your family has given the Anderson Family,

you can take everything back. As for the other stuff, I can't, and won't, give it up," Elise told him firmly.

"Come on. Why are you always resisting me?" Elijah feigned being hurt. "I came here bringing

medicine for Trevor. You're going to kick me out?"

"Why would I believe you?" She narrowed her eyes.

"No reason at all. If you worked that little mind of yours, you'd understand. The Anderson Family owns

the largest pharmaceutical company in Cittadel, but it was my family that brought them up to where

they stand today, so of course we're their predecessor," Elijah said proudly with his hands behind him.

At his words, Elise pondered for a while and did not refute him.

As the saying went, there was always someone greater out there. Maybe the Boyle Family really

concocted medicine that she had never heard of.

Up until now, she had not found more information about them. Perhaps there could be a bigger secret

lying in the dark.

Elijah saw that she was conflicted and tried to lure her once again. "Didn't the medicine I gave you for

Trevor work? The result speaks for itself, doesn't it?"

"It was you who got Bryce to bring it to me?" Elise let out a cold laugh.

"Yup." Elijah smiled, sounding as if he was asking for praise. He leaned his body forward while holding

onto the railing at the end of the bed. "Aren't I considerate?"

"'Considerate'? If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't need to work like a slave under Bryce. I still owe him ten

rounds of competition," Elise mocked sarcastically.

"Competition?" Elijah did not know of this. He turned around and questioned Marcus with a dark

expression, "What's going on?"

"I'll look into it."

Marcus answered carefully before he swiped out his phone and walked out.

Elijah's eyes darkened for a moment, but when he turned around and looked at Elise, he was all

smiles. "Ellie, don't worry. I'll get Bryce off the black market and get a new owner. Is that alright?"

"Whatever you want to do has nothing to do with me," Elise said. She did not want to deal with Bryce

from the start, anyway.

"Then, let's talk about something related to you." Elijah changed the topic. "I'll look for the doctor and

medicine Trevor needs, and you have a meal with me. How's that?"

Hearing that, Elise laughed grimly. "Even if you found them, what would happen? If they didn't want to

perform the surgery, I can't force them, right?"

"I have my ways," Elijah said confidently. "It's up to you if you'll believe me or not."

At his response, Elise looked down, contemplating how believable his words could be.

When she was deep in thought, he walked quietly to her side and reached out with his hand. As his

hands slowly moved toward her, he said, "You'd still need to eat, no matter what. Besides, eating with

me won't cost you anything, and you get to save your brother. So, why not?"

Elijah's hand was about to touch Elise's shoulder, and a smile showed on his face.

However, another hand suddenly appeared out of nowhere and tightly yanked Elijah's hand away.

Surprised, Elijah turned his head, only to meet with Alexander's dark eyes.

Suddenly, sparks flew and flames could be seen in their eyes. It was obvious that the two men were

about to fight.

"Wait!" Elise stopped Alexander. "Don't be impulsive."

Alexander's gaze turned cold and he roughly shook Elijah's hand off. He then warned, "If there's a next

time, there's no need for that arm of yours anymore."

"Oh, is it?" Elijah tilted his head slightly and his eyes filled with provocation. "Then, we'll have to see if

you have the means to do that."

Alexander tried to refute, but Elise grabbed his arm and stopped him.

She stood in front of him and replied, "If Mr. Boyle wants to have a meal, sure. But I'll be bringing my

husband. Surely you won't mind, right?"

Hearing that, Eljah faltered, feeling conflicted.

"If you do mind that, then I would have to reject your offer," she added.

"No, don't. I haven't even said anything and you've decided for me." Elijah could not do anything about

it, and he agreed, "Fine, bring him along. But I only prepared food for the both of us. He can watch by

the side."

"No problem," Elise answered.

A moment later, they arrived at a high-end restaurant.

It seemed like Elijah had booked the whole place. There were only three of them besides the waiters.

"Elise, have a seat." Elijah gentlemanly pulled out a chair for Elise.

The restaurant had an open kitchen concept. When customers were waiting, they could watch the

chefs cook inside and see the whole process.

When Elise and Alexander sat down, Elijah walked away.

They thought he went to ask for a waiter, but after a while, they saw him walking into the open kitchen

wearing a chef's hat and apron.

"So, you wanted me here to watch you cook?" Elise mocked him.

"Of course. Food for my beloved lady must be prepared personally," Elijah answered. He then picked

up a knife and started making the steak.

He cut off the sides of the premium Wagyu, making it a perfect portion for one. Then, he drizzled oil

onto the pan and seared the sides. After sprinkling on some spices, he sliced them into thin strips and

placed them on a plate.

"Have a taste." Elijah served the plate to Elise.

Elise took a look at the plate and turned to Alexander.

"If he eats it, the deal is off. You'd have to eat with me one more time," Elijah said smilingly, but his

eyes were cold.

Alexander Griffith got my girl and dares to eat my food? In his dreams!

Alexander looked at Elijah coldly. After some thought, the former calmly used a fork to pick up a piece

of steak and fed it to Elise. "Is it nice, honey?"

"It's not bad." Elise's eyes twinkled and she looked Alexander in the eye, completely ignoring Elijah.

Elijah was so angry that he pursed his lips and his cheeks puffed up at the couple's display of affection.

How can Alexander use his food to butter up to the girl he wants and flirt in front of him too?!