Bring Your A Game, Mr

Chapter 932

After half an hour, Narissa and Jamie were told to hurry back. When they arrived at the house, they found Napoleon

sitting on the couch with a grim look on his face. An icy aura surrounded his figure—he looked as if he could eat

someone alive right then. The maids around him were especially cautious—they didn't dare to make a noise around

the man. Even Narissa found herself acting more cautious than usual.

"Why did you ask me to come back so quickly? Is anything the matter, Daddy?" Narissa asked. Napoleon looked up

and glanced past Narissa to glare at Jamie. "You have been fired. Pack your things and leave the house," he

ordered. Jamie had been fixing the dog's collar, but he halted his movements for a moment after hearing the man's

words. "Are you referring to me, Mr. Cuber? Am I fired? But… Can I know the reason?" Jamie asked as he pointed at

himself with an innocent look on his face.

"Yeah, Daddy. Julia's doing a good job. Why would you want to chase her out?" Narissa was confused as well. "Shut

up." Napoleon shot his daughter a glare before he stood up and repeated himself in a firm tone. "This is Cuber

Residence, so I get to decide who stays or leaves. I'm the one in charge here. Leave! Now!"

Narissa couldn't bear to watch Napoleon speaking to Jamie in such a harsh tone. "Julia's a girl, Daddy. How could

you speak to her so rudely?" Jamie had never been treated in such a disdainful manner, and he was furious on the

inside, but he contained all his rage to respond to Narissa in a meek voice. "What about you, Miss Cuber? If you

wish to fire me too, then I'll pack my bags and leave immediately."

Narissa was a reasonable woman, and she finally decided to side with Jamie after considering that he had treated

Princess. "Julia's not leaving, Daddy. I want her to stay." Napoleon was too angry to speak for a while. When Narissa

saw how silent the man was, she let out a sigh before speaking in a deep voice. "I've always done everything you

and Mommy want me to do. Don't I have the right to choose the helpers I want to keep with me, at least?"

Napoleon had intentionally kept his mouth shut earlier, but he was genuinely speechless upon witnessing his

daughter's emotions. Of course, Napoleon knew that Narissa wasn't happy to be kept by his side. Yet, he knew that

both he and his wife would be unhappy if they allowed her to leave. This conflict had been present in the family for

a while, but no one knew how to resolve it.

In the end, Napoleon reverted to his usual dismissive self. He turned to give the housekeeper a look, and the

housekeeper immediately understood his orders. The housekeeper took a large pile of items that was wrapped up

in a bedsheet before striding over and placing it on the coffee table. Once the stack was lowered, its contents—

climbing rope, a black suit, and other questionable items—were revealed to the audience in the hall. Gale had

intentionally hidden the wig from the pile.

"What's all this?" Narissa had seen these items before, but she didn't understand what they were doing in Cuber

Residence. Napoleon let out an icy scoff before he shifted his gaze to look at Jamie. "Why don't you explain

yourself?"

Jamie had no idea where to start. The best he could offer was a vague explanation. "I can't clarify everything, but I

can promise that I don't have any ill intentions and that I'd never harm Miss Cuber," he mumbled.

"So, you have an ulterior motive for coming to our house?" Narissa knitted her brows. She felt like she had been

betrayed.

"Yes, but I'm doing this because of—"

"Leave. I'm really disappointed in you." Narissa hated it when others lied to her. Jamie wanted to explain himself

further, but it was clear that he had lost his chance to do so. The last word in his sentence, 'you', was caught in his

throat. Tears welled up in his eyes as he felt a burning pain in his throat from all the words he couldn't say. "I'm

sorry!" Before tears could trickle down his cheeks, he turned to bow at Narissa and Napoleon before he handed the

dog's leash to a housekeeper beside him. "You have to listen to your owners, okay, Princess? Goodbye." After that

brief goodbye, Jamie straightened his figure and took one final glance at Narissa before walking away reluctantly.

Gale stepped out from the side door right after Jamie left. "Don't be sad." Gale patted Narissa gently on the

shoulder. "This is just what industrial spies are like. They're people who would do anything just to achieve their

goals. You shouldn't blame your father—I'm the one who told him to get you guys to hurry home. I was worried that

Julia would use her time with you to harm you further," Gale explained softly.

Narissa shook her head. "I don't think Julia's that sort of person," she uttered in a displeased voice. However, she

didn't seem to have much confidence in her own words. If Julia was just here to care for Princess, why would she

know so much about business? She had hinted at me a few times in the past.

"You shouldn't judge a book by its cover. It's a dangerous world out there—you should be more careful in the

future." Gale didn't say much. He left the rest of it to Narissa's imagination. "The Cuber Family would've suffered

greater losses if it weren't for Gale. You should thank him." Napoleon seized this chance to put in a good word for

his son-in-law.

"The Cuber and Myres Families are tight, so this is my duty, Mr. Cuber. You don't have to be so nice about it." Gale

continued to play his role as a humble man. "We're about to be family. Why are you still addressing me in such a

formal manner?" Napoleon indirectly hinted at Gale.

Gale then spread his lips into a shy smile before playing along. "Daddy," he said in a polite tone. Narissa frowned as

a wave of uneasiness flooded her.

"Mhmm," Napoleon said with a pleased nod. "That's my son. Well, you're no stranger here. Why don't you stay for

dinner? I can get your mother-in-law to prepare a few of her signature dishes."

"I'd love to," Gale agreed without hesitation. After that, Napoleon headed upstairs with a huge grin on his face.

Narissa couldn't help but speak up about the incident after she saw her father disappearing up the stairs. "Gale, I do

want to help you, but… The engagement is around the corner. Once you're done with your matters, I think you

should clarify things with my parents," she uttered.

Now, I regret having agreed to put on an act with Gale. After telling one lie, we had to use more lies to cover up the

initial lie. I don't feel like I have enough energy to keep up with this whole act anymore. Narissa had been tempted

to just expose everything when she heard Gale calling Napoleon his father earlier. She wanted to tell Napoleon that

it was all an act. Yet, Gale was extremely sweet to her, and he had just helped her family identify a spy in the house.

Narissa felt like she owed him too much to cause him any trouble. She felt like she no longer had a choice but to

help him, even if she didn't want to.

Narissa couldn't comprehend the situation. I'm doing a good thing here, but why do I feel so bad? Gale fixed his

glasses before he rested his hands on the couch and leaned forward while letting out a sigh. "I don't want to put

you in a tough spot, either. But you know how it is, Narissa. The Myreses have been struggling for years, and I have

a lot on my shoulders. This is my only chance to turn things around, so I have to make good use of this opportunity."

His voice grew softer as he spoke. "I'm begging you, Narissa. Please hang in there for just a while more. I'll never

ruin your future, Narissa. I swear!"