Ch. 881..890

Bring Your A Game Mr Chapter 881-Brendan snorted contemptuously, and a cold gleam flashed across his eyes. "Did you ever stop to consider that she's a consenting party?"

"Humph!" Christopher refuted hotly, "If so, why do you have to place the bodyguards all over the villa?"

Brendan had had enough of this farce. So, he turned to look at Yuri, beckoned her to come to him, and called out tenderly, "Come here."

Yuri's hand, hanging at her side, curled slightly before she forced herself to relax. Then, after a moment of hesitation, she walked straight to him.

Brendan adjusted their posture so her body could block Christopher's line of sight.

He caressed Yuri's face with his large palm and played with her hair with his fingers. Although his actions and words were gentle, she could feel a hint of malice as he crooned, "Kiss me."

It was an order and a warning. Even if he didn't explain anything, Yuri knew what consequences she would have to face if she rebelled against him, especially now.

After Brendan said that, he took a step back and stood in place with a kind smile on his face. He looked so mild-mannered and gentlemanly, but only Yuri knew how terrifying the man behind that persona was.

Despite Christopher not being a part of their play-by-play and thus didn't understand Brendan's schemes, he was worried enough about Yuri's safety that he said reassuringly, "Yuri, don't worry. Just tell him what you're thinking. I'll help you!"

When Brendan heard his words, the hatred he felt for Christopher flashed across his eyes for a split second. Although he had an iron-clad control over his facial expression and suppressed the emotion almost immediately, Yuri keenly spotted the minute change in his demeanor.

She knew Christopher would suffer from the consequences of his actions if she didn't dance to Brendan's tune.

At the thought of this, she inhaled as she balled her fists, tiptoed, and kissed his lips lightly. Then, she hurriedly turned to the side and lowered her head to hide the resentment on her face.

Then, in order to dissuade Christopher, she feigned composure and demanded coldly, "Mr. Edwards, please leave and don't disturb us again."

"Yuri!" Christopher shouted in shock.

He had no idea that Yuri would do whatever Brendan pleased. No woman in the 21st century would be so submissive as she was.

This was coercion through and through, and Brendan was the typical psychopathic control freak.

He was powerless to do anything, and Yuri had lost her basic reasoning and judgment. Nevertheless, it seemed impossible to take her out of here forcibly at the moment.

Christopher walked to Brendan and warned gravely, "I won't let this go so easily. You'd better make sure that Yuri would never come to harm under your care. Otherwise, when I take her away and trust me, that day will come eventually. Then, I'll make sure you pay for your actions!"

After he said that, he looked at Yuri deeply before leaving reluctantly.

As soon as the door closed, Yuri fell on the sofa and wiped her lips as though by doing so, she could remove the memory of kissing Brendan willingly.

When Brendan saw her actions, he interpreted them as an apparent provocation.

His calculative glance became gloomy instantly. He gripped her neck fiercely and pushed her back against the sofa. "Do you hate me that much? You want to kiss Christopher, don't you? You want to leave with him and stay as far away from me as possible, don't you? Answer me!"

Yuri's face flushed due to the chokehold he had on her. She could feel slightly dizzy as her breath came in short pants, but she refused to give in. "Yes, just kill me! Just kill your baby and me!"

The veins on his hands rippled as he applied more force. There was a brief moment when he considered dying with her so no one could ever take her away from him.

Still, at the last moment, he couldn't bring himself to kill her.

He released her and left the room, leaving her laying limply on the sofa as she struggled to regain her breathing.

When he got to the door, he took his anger out on the bodyguards and slapped anyone who came to greet him three times in a row.

"If you let anyone in again, I'll kill you myself!"

That night, Adam called Alexander. He told him that something had happened at home and requested him to come home.

The minute Alexander walked into the living room, he saw Christopher and an officer in police uniform sitting on the sofa, both looking grave.

Nevertheless, the office's attitude toward Alexander was rather courteous. He offered his hand and greeted him, "I'm sorry for inconveniencing you, Mr. Griffith. I hope you understand that it's the protocol that you have to come by personally."

Bring Your A Game Mr Chapter 882-As the voice reverberated through the hall, another beam of light shone on the stage opposite Ariel.

A moment later, Danny appeared and dressed as Bull King in a cowboy outfit.

His tall and lean figure perfectly suited the Bull King's cape, which accentuated the character's majestic demeanor. Also, his stubble beard made him look sexy.

Looking into his eyes, Ariel felt her mind go blank.

The outfit she was wearing was sent to her by her acquaintance, so she did not give it much thought. After trying it on and discovering it was the right size, she did not bother picking another outfit.

"I'm telling the truth! Brendan, if you really are innocent, release Yuri, and let her talk to the police herself!"

Christopher refused to give up because he was confident that Yuri was locked up against her will.

"Alright." Brendan shrugged indifferently. "As you wish."

He took out his phone and dialed the villa's number. A few seconds later, Yuri's voice resonated from the other end of the line, "What's the matter?"

Brendan raised the phone with a smile and uttered flatly, "Yuri, Mr. Edwards came to my house with a police officer. He insisted that I have imprisoned you. Please talk to them, will you?"

Christopher snatched the phone out of Brendan's hand and shouted agitatedly, "Yuri, are you listening? It's me! Don't worry. I've called the police. Just say that you're locked up against your will, and we'll get you immediately. You don't have to be controlled by him ever again!"

Unfortunately, it seemed like a cry for help was not in the cards for one Yuri today.

"Yes, I can hear you."

Her tone of voice was light with a tinge of irritation. "I told you this morning. We broke up long ago, and Brendan treats me very well. My life is great. So, please stop pestering me."

"You're saying that the police officer is also there, right? Sir, please listen carefully. Brendan is the father of my child, and we're going to get married soon. I don't want anyone to ruin our relationship. We may be influential, but we are still citizens and obey the law just as citizens do. Please respect our privacy, and don't believe in Christopher's nonsense."

Christopher was up in arms as he yelled into the phone, "No! Yuri, wake up! I'm helping you! If you go on like this, you'll lose yourself. Yuri!"

Beep! Beep!

All that awaited Christopher was the merciless dial tone as Yuri ended the call.

Christopher stared at the screen in utter disbelief as he squeezed the phone tightly. He was clutching onto it so tightly that his hand began to shake.

He gritted his teeth as he tried to face the harsh reality for what it was before finally losing it. He pounced at Brendan swiftly and aimed a fist in his direction. "B*stard! What the hell did you do to Yuri?!"

As he shouted, he lunged at Brendan. Nevertheless, Brendan had nimble reflexes as he defended himself, quickly grabbed Christopher by the neck, and shoved him against the sofa, successfully restricting him.

Madeline was so shocked by the abrupt fight that she shrieked and clutched her chest in fright. Then, she turned to the officer and reprimanded, "Detective Fowler, this is the man you brought to our home! Based on the circumstances, I think it's only right for me to assume that you've come here with ill intentions. Tell me which precinct you are from. I want to speak to your superior!"

"No, please don't, Mrs. Griffith! I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I should have investigated the case better before I came here. Please forgive me," Detective Fowler apologized profusely. "Don't worry. I'll look into this case carefully and clear your name. Please forgive me and allow me to make up for my mistakes."

The Griffith Family was highly affluent. Just from their company's revenue alone accounted for a large percentage of the country's GDP. So, it was only a logical conclusion that they're also a family that the government highly respected. Hence, if Detective Fowler received a complaint from them, it would ruin his career and life.

"Don't think you're getting away so easily! I refuse to accept your apology. Hurry up and call your superior!" Madeline had been up in arms the whole time and finally had a chance to vent her anger, so she seized the opportunity like a shark scenting blood.

On the other hand, Brendan had no intention of putting the police department in a difficult situation. Thus, he grabbed Christopher and handed him over to the officer. "Detective Fowler, I believe you're not on Mr. Edwards' side. Today, you and I are the victims of his false accusation. Please take him back to the station and question him."

Detective Fowler heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that Brendan was giving him an out of his situation. For that reason, he immediately handcuffed Christopher and avowed, "Don't worry, Mr. Brendan. I'll solve this case as soon as possible and ensure that this kind of thing will not happen again!"

"Since we've solved the problem, I'll take him back to the station. Excuse me."

Rightly fearing that Madeline would insist on talking to his superior, Detective Fowler nodded at Brendan and escaped with Christopher in tow.

Madeline rolled her eyes in annoyance as she glared at their departing figures. "Christopher looks like a gentleman, but I didn't expect him to stoop so low! They've broken up, yet he is still bugging Yuri to this day! The people of old are wise by saying that we can never judge a book by its cover!"

Then, she bustled over to Brendan, cupped his face, and checked on him. "Let me see. Did he hurt you?"

"I'm fine." Brendan pushed her away and said dispassionately, "I'm sorry for the inconvenience. Yuri is alone at home. I'll be taking my leave now."

"Wait up." Alexander stopped him. "Can I have a word with you?"

Brendan lowered his eyes and thought for a while before nodding in agreement.

"Let's talk while we walk."

Alexander patted his shoulder and strolled out with his brother side by side.

After he ensured that Madeline was not in hearing range, Alexander advised, "Sometimes, you can't push a woman too far. Things may backfire when you are obsessed with the results."

Brendan nodded absent-mindedly. "I know what I'm doing. Don't worry."

Tha Griffith Family was highly affluant. Just from thair company's ravanua alona accountad for a larga parcantaga of tha country's GDP. So, it was only a logical conclusion that thay'ra also a family that tha govarnmant highly raspactad. Hanca, if Datactiva Fowlar racaivad a complaint from tham, it would ruin his caraar and lifa.

"Don't think you'ra gatting away so aasily! I rafusa to accapt your apology. Hurry up and call your suparior!" Madalina had baan up in arms tha whola tima and finally had a chanca to vant har angar, so sha saizad tha opportunity lika a shark scanting blood.

On tha othar hand, Brandan had no intantion of putting tha polica dapartmant in a difficult situation. Thus, ha grabbad Christophar and handad him ovar to tha officar. "Datactiva Fowlar, I baliava you'ra not on Mr. Edwards' sida. Today, you and I ara tha victims of his falsa accusation. Plaasa taka him back to tha station and quastion him."

Datactiva Fowlar haavad a sigh of raliaf whan ha saw that Brandan was giving him an out of his situation. For that raason, ha immadiataly handcuffad Christophar and avowad, "Don't worry, Mr. Brandan. I'll solva this casa as soon as possibla and ansura that this kind of thing will not happan again!"

"Sinca wa'va solvad tha problam, I'll taka him back to tha station. Excusa ma."

Rightly faaring that Madalina would insist on talking to his suparior, Datactiva Fowlar noddad at Brandan and ascapad with Christophar in tow.

Madalina rollad har ayas in annoyanca as sha glarad at thair daparting figuras. "Christophar looks lika a gantlaman, but I didn't axpact him to stoop so low! Thay'va brokan up, yat ha is still bugging Yuri to this day! Tha paopla of old ara wisa by saying that wa can navar judga a book by its covar!"

Than, sha bustlad ovar to Brandan, cuppad his faca, and chackad on him. "Lat ma saa. Did ha hurt you?"

"I'm fina." Brandan pushad har away and said dispassionataly, "I'm sorry for tha inconvanianca. Yuri is alona at homa. I'll ba taking my laava now."

"Wait up." Alaxandar stoppad him. "Can I hava a word with you?"

Brandan lowarad his ayas and thought for a whila bafora nodding in agraamant.

"Lat's talk whila wa walk."

Alaxandar pattad his shouldar and strollad out with his brothar sida by sida.

Aftar ha ansurad that Madalina was not in haaring ranga, Alaxandar advisad, "Somatimas, you can't push a woman too far. Things may backfira whan you ara obsassad with tha rasults."

Brandan noddad absant-mindadly. "I know what I'm doing. Don't worry."

"Good." Alexander nodded and changed the subject. "By the way, I think you should have received the news that the royal family of Yveltalia will be visiting our country soon. At that time, the prince and princess will select the most outstanding fashion designer and establish a brand for them as the first business collaboration between the two countries."

"Yeah, I've heard a little about that," Brendan remarked lightly.

"Yveltalia and Cittadel just established diplomatic relations last year, and both countries are trying to find a balance in this relationship, which means that both sides will be lenient no matter how much money they pour in to make the collaboration work. The profit of this project is huge. I want you to win the hearts of the royal family. Can you do that?" Alexander asked seriously.

Brendan stopped in his tracks and sighed heavily. "Well, I wish I could give you a confident answer, but the designers from Yveltalia will be participating in the selection too. The competition is very intense."

Alexander placed his hand on Brendan's shoulder and encouraged, "Our country's fashion designers are equally as brilliant as the foreign designers in clothing design. You're a brilliant designer. I'm sure you'll be able to snag first place."

Brendan shrugged. "To be honest, I would have agreed immediately if Elise had been around."

Alexander's eyes flickered slightly. Then, after a moment of silence, he continued, "You're now the best fashion designer in the country. Have some confidence in yourself. Take this as a challenge for you to reach better heights!"

Although Elise's identity was about to be made public, Alexander decided to boost Brendan's confidence first since he seemed to be in low spirits recently.

"Alright, I'll do my best."

The following day, Yuri hid under the covers and poked her head out to look at the clock on the wall.

It was already 9.30AM, but Brendan was still at home.

She frowned in frustration because she desperately needed to use the bathroom.

"If you're awake, get up and wash up. Then, after breakfast, get changed. You're going out with me today."

Brendan's voice echoed across the room, and he ruthlessly exposed her for feigning sleep.

Yuri scowled in embarrassment at her predicament. But, alas, there was nothing she could do but obediently follow his instructions.

As she walked past him, she stopped and asked curiously, "Where are we going?"

"You'll know when we get there." Brendan took a sip of coffee leisurely and refused to give her a straight answer.

Bang!

Yuri made a face at his back, rushed into the bathroom, and slammed the door with a loud bang, expressing her dissatisfaction.

Now, she finally knew that this outfit was specially given to her to match the Bull King's costume. Everything had been planned in advance. After a long while, she finally found her voice. "That girl was you?" Then, Danny walked toward her. While he was walking, it was evident that he was delighted. He stopped before her, took out the diamond ring he had prepared in advance, and got down on one knee. "My dear princess, I came here to bring you back home with me. Will you marry me?" The expression on his face was so exaggerated that he was almost shouting when he asked her to marry him.

To be able to propose to the person he loved was indeed something worth showing off and announcing to the entire world.Ariel covered her lips with her hand as her mind jumbled into a mess. For a moment there, she was at a complete loss of words."Isn't this… too soon?"Is it?" The happiness Danny felt was beyond what he could describe. "You do know that I've loved you for seven years, right? I've been waiting for this day for seven years and I can't wait anymore, so please marry me, Ariel Whitney. I beg you, please marry me!"Ariel had seen several proposal scenes like this, but she was always the bystander and thought other people's happiness was both loud and irksome. However, now that she was experiencing all of this, she finally knew that such a sudden surprise was something that could make her so exhilarated.Her breathing gradually became unstable and tears moistened her eyes, yet she still had not nodded.That made Danny feel flustered. He gulped while his hand holding the ring trembled. "A-Are you unwilling to marry me?"Shaking her head, she replied, "I'm afraid you'd regret marrying me.""Does this mean you agree?!" Danny was ecstatic and took out the ring from its box before quickly putting it on her ring finger. Then, he hugged her and spun her around, screaming, "I will never regret this!"Upstairs, Jamie, who was responsible for controlling the spotlights, watched the sweet scene with a bitter smile. He shouted at the happy couple, "Hey! Since I've done such a good job today, can I skip the wedding gift?"Meanwhile, the excited Danny was still hugging Ariel and raised his thumb at him.The entire venue was filled with jealous exclamations. A recorded video of the proposal was posted online, which caused a stir among the netizens.'Omg. So playing games can help you find a partner!''F*ck. They're so sweet. And the Bull King looks so handsome too!''Ahh! They're so cute! I can't!!''Gender: Woman. Hobby: Playing League of Legends. I can feed myself, I know to run home when it rains, and I don't have any bad habits. Please give me a boyfriend, thank you.'"..."The following day, Madeline knocked on Danny's front door just after dawn.Knock! Knock! Knock!"Danny Keller, open the door!"Two minutes later, the door was opened from the inside and Ariel came out.When Madeline saw Ariel wearing Danny's shirt and had both her legs exposed, her face immediately fell.She's already so old, yet she still dresses so lewdly. How shameless!Before Madeline could say anything, Ariel greeted her, "You're here."Puzzled, Madeline raised her eyebrow, asking, "You knew I was coming?""Of course. The daughter-in-law must meet her in-laws sooner or later." Ariel had a humble attitude and maintained a smile on her face."Stop." Madeline raised her hand to interrupt Ariel before arrogantly retorting, "I haven't acknowledged you as my daughter-in-law."Meanwhile, Ariel did not show any displeasure and patiently invited Madeline inside. "Come on in and we can talk."Madeline rolled her eyes and deliberately bumped Ariel before furiously barging into the house. "Where's Danny? That brat. If I hadn't seen the video on the internet, I wouldn't have known he was such a b*stard! How could he have proposed without any discussion with us? Does he still see me as his mother?!"After closing the door, Ariel trailed behind Madeline and waited for her to finish ranting before pretending to frown in frustration and avoiding her gaze.

Seeing that Ariel was not talking, Madeline turned to look at her and saw her abnormal behavior. Suddenly, she could not help but feel worried.

What is this woman planning? Are they keeping an even bigger secret from me?

At that moment, Ariel stammered, "Please wait a moment. He's upstairs. I'll get him!"

Upstairs, Jamia, who was rasponsibla for controlling tha spotlights, watchad tha swaat scana with a bittar smila. Ha shoutad at tha happy coupla, "Hay! Sinca I'va dona such a good job today, can I skip tha wadding gift?"

Maanwhila, tha axcitad Danny was still hugging Arial and raisad his thumb at him.

Tha antira vanua was fillad with jaalous axclamations. A racordad vidao of tha proposal was postad onlina, which causad a stir among tha natizans.

'Omg. So playing gamas can halp you find a partnar!'

'F*ck. Thay'ra so swaat. And tha Bull King looks so handsoma too!'

'Ahh! Thay'ra so cuta! I can't!!'

'Gandar: Woman. Hobby: Playing Laagua of Lagands. I can faad mysalf, I know to run homa whan it rains, and I don't hava any bad habits. Plaasa giva ma a boyfriand, thank you.'

"..."

Tha following day, Madalina knockad on Danny's front door just aftar dawn.

Knock! Knock! Knock!

"Danny Kallar, opan tha door!"

Two minutas latar, tha door was opanad from tha insida and Arial cama out.

Whan Madalina saw Arial waaring Danny's shirt and had both har lags axposad, har faca immadiataly fall.

Sha's alraady so old, yat sha still drassas so lawdly. How shamalass!

Bafora Madalina could say anything, Arial graatad har, "You'ra hara."

Puzzlad, Madalina raisad har ayabrow, asking, "You knaw I was coming?"

"Of coursa. Tha daughtar-in-law must maat har in-laws soonar or latar." Arial had a humbla attituda and maintainad a smila on har faca.

"Stop." Madalina raisad har hand to intarrupt Arial bafora arrogantly ratorting, "I havan't acknowladgad you as my daughtar-in-law."

Maanwhila, Arial did not show any displaasura and patiantly invitad Madalina insida. "Coma on in and wa can talk."

Madalina rollad har ayas and dalibarataly bumpad Arial bafora furiously barging into tha housa. "Whara's Danny? That brat. If I hadn't saan tha vidao on tha intarnat, I wouldn't hava known ha was such a b*stard! How could ha hava proposad without any discussion with us? Doas ha still saa ma as his mothar?!"

Aftar closing tha door, Arial trailad bahind Madalina and waitad for har to finish ranting bafora pratanding to frown in frustration and avoiding har gaza.

Saaing that Arial was not talking, Madalina turnad to look at har and saw har abnormal bahavior. Suddanly, sha could not halp but faal worriad.

What is this woman planning? Ara thay kaaping an avan biggar sacrat from ma?

At that momant, Arial stammarad, "Plaasa wait a momant. Ha's upstairs. I'll gat him!"

"Wait!" Madeline called out and walked toward the stairs. "I don't need you to fetch him for me. This is my son's house. Do you think an outsider like you would know this place better than I do?"

As she talked, she headed to the second floor with her high heels clacking against the floor and went straight toward Danny's bedroom.

Ariel was following behind her and she intentionally kept a rather large distance between them. She let Madeline walk in front while she pretended to be anxious as if she knew a huge problem was about to dawn on her.

Putting her hand on the doorknob, Madeline glanced sideways at Ariel before barging into the bedroom.

When she entered the room, she saw Danny wearing a pink dress while dancing on the bed.

Madeline was dumbfounded when she saw that and even forgot to withdraw her hand.

Since Danny had his back to them, he danced sexily for a while longer before turning around. As soon as he saw them, he immediately screamed.

"Ah!" He kneeled on the bed and quickly pulled the quilt to cover himself. Then, he yelled in a high-pitched voice, "Mom, why did you come in here without knocking?"

Frowning, Madeline opened her mouth, but she could not utter anything.

Noticing the situation, Danny deliberately lay down on his side, extended one of his legs, and ran it up his other leg. Then, he put on a sexy expression and looked at the two women. "Mom, do I look pretty?"

Ariel almost burst into laughter when she saw that, but she pretended to cough before exposing herself.

Meanwhile, Madeline was so shocked by the terrifying scene that she saw black and instantly fainted.

"Mrs. Griffith?" Ariel supported Madeline from the back and asked concernedly, "Are you alright? Let me bring you to the guest room to lie down!"

After saying that, she winked at Danny and helped Madeline to the room next door.

Madeline calmed down for about ten minutes before slowly opening her eyes.

"Ariel, was I seeing things? Danny, he…" She felt angry and resigned while asking weakly, "What the heck is going on here?"

Ariel's expression turned serious as she sighed. "Since you saw it, it'd be inappropriate for me to hide it from you any longer. Actually, your son, Danny, has a certain fixation…"

Feeling like her world had collapsed, Medaline felt dizzy again. "Oh, heavens. Oh, God. Why do you have to play such a huge joke on me?!"

"Mrs. Griffith, are you feeling okay?" Ariel asked in concern.

Bring Your A Game Mr Chapter 883-Yuri fell asleep not long after getting into the car. Perhaps her pregnancy made her feel easily exhausted.

When she woke up and noticed the familiar mountainous scenery, she sobered up.

She turned her head and looked at Brendan in surprise. "Why are you taking me here?! Stop the car! I want to go back!" She tried to urge him to stop.

Brendan remained composed as he maneuvered the steering wheel calmly. "We're getting married soon. As the soon-to-be son-in-law, I should personally visit my in-laws."

Yes, they had come to Yuri's hometown and would reach her house soon.

Yuri had not returned to her hometown for more than a decade.

It was not that she did not want to come back, but she dared not to.

However, she was defeated by Brendan's insistence. After all, she was pregnant now and could not afford to risk harming the child she was carrying.

Soon, they arrived at the entrance of Yuri's house, and her parents were waiting at the door. As soon as the car stopped, the two elders came forward, opened the front passenger seat door, and helped Yuri get out of the vehicle.

"Yuri! It's really you! You're home! I miss you so much! You're gone for so many years. Why haven't you come home even once? How can you do this to me..." Cindy, Yuri's mother, began to cry.

Yuri's father, Thiago Fox, expressed his yearning with a firm attitude and red-rimmed eyes, "Yuri, why didn't you visit? How could we ever rest easy not knowing how you were doing?!"

Yuri could not bear to see her parents' tears. She refused to come home all these years because she was worried that she wouldn't be able to handle her parents' disappointment.

At this moment, she could no longer feign composure when she looked at her aging parents. She finally let go of all her reservations as she embraced them tightly and sobbed.

They wrapped their arms around each other as they walked into the house and conveyed their pain and longing for the other after at least a decade of separation.

Brendan did not disturb their family reunion. Instead, he gave them the privacy they needed as he went to the kitchen and began to cook them lunch.

This meal was the most lively one the Fox Family had had in over a decade.

The overjoyed Thiago dragged Brendan into drinking. Unfortunately, due to his joy, he went more than a little bit overboard with the wine. So, at the end of the day, they were so wasted that they fell asleep right there and then.

After Yuri and Cindy hoisted the men into the room and tucked them in, they went back to sit in the living room and began to have a heart-to-heart between mother and daughter.

Yuri ran her fingers through her mother's hair and pursed her lips in heartache. "I gave you so much money over the years because I want you to live a comfortable life. Why don't you hire a maid? I've only been gone for a few years, but look at your greying hair and wrinkles..."

She thought her parents would be able to live a comfortable life as long as she provided them with financial support. Therefore, when she saw the white hair on Cindy's head, she realized nothing was more important than being by her parents' side.

"It's your money. I can't use them. I spent some because your father was sick last year, and I saved up the rest as your dowry." The corner of Cindy's eyes crinkled when she smiled, but she was delighted to finally see her daughter again. "Brendan is a good man. Your dad and I are happy that you're together."

"No." Yuri looked a little awkward. "We're not in that kind of relationship."

"What do you mean? Hey, you're pregnant. Don't you want to marry him?" Cindy scolded sternly, "Darling, you've been working for so many years. It's time for you to settle down. It's hard to find a good man these days!"

"Mom!" Yuri whined. "I'm your daughter. Why are you taking his side instead of mine? What if he's not as good as you think? This is the first time you've met, and you are already siding with him."

Earlier, when they were having lunch, Brendan and Thiago were like close friends as they chatted and drank wine. Their closeness made Yuri feel like an outsider when this was her family.

"Nonsense! You're our daughter, so of course, we will always side with you!" Cindy took her hand and confided solemnly, "Brendan has been taking care of us all these years. He didn't even mind doing the farming work. During the farming season, he would rush here from the city to help us. Also, he helped us a lot when your father was admitted to the hospital last year. He did everything for us without any complaints. If it hadn't been for him, your dad and I would have collapsed!"

Yuri was utterly unaware of Brendan's efforts. She didn't expect him to take such good care of her parents.

Yuri couldn't help but feel the complicated emotions surging inside her when she came across such information. She turned her gaze to look at the room where Brendan was sleeping in, and there was a hint of tenderness in her eyes.

"It's extremely rare to see men who would go all this way for their in-laws, especially considering how he has helped us for years… Yuri, I've taught you to be grateful. Brendan treats you so well. You can't break his heart!" Cindy squeezed her hand tightly and expressed her genuine fondness for Brendan.

As she listened to her mother's sincere compliments, she felt a sharp pain in her heart. Then, she turned her head to the side lest Cindy glimpsed the tears brimming in her eyes.

"Mom, please stop. He was that guy."

"I don't want you and Dad to suffer the same pain I've suffered. So I'll leave him as soon as possible so that he can let go of the past and pursue his true happiness."

Cindy's eyes widened in shock. "What? That's him? Oh my goodness! Is this some kind of a joke?!"

She was so frustrated that she slapped herself in the face. "It's all our fault! I'm sorry that you were born as our daughter. You don't even pursue your happiness because of us!"

Sha thought har parants would ba abla to liva a comfortabla lifa as long as sha providad tham with financial support. Tharafora, whan sha saw tha whita hair on Cindy's haad, sha raalizad nothing was mora important than baing by har parants' sida.

"It's your monay. I can't usa tham. I spant soma bacausa your fathar was sick last yaar, and I savad up tha rast as your dowry." Tha cornar of Cindy's ayas crinklad whan sha smilad, but sha was dalightad to finally saa har daughtar again. "Brandan is a good man. Your dad and I ara happy that you'ra togathar."

"No." Yuri lookad a littla awkward. "Wa'ra not in that kind of ralationship."

"What do you maan? Hay, you'ra pragnant. Don't you want to marry him?" Cindy scoldad starnly, "Darling, you'va baan working for so many yaars. It's tima for you to sattla down. It's hard to find a good man thasa days!"

"Mom!" Yuri whinad. "I'm your daughtar. Why ara you taking his sida instaad of mina? What if ha's not as good as you think? This is tha first tima you'va mat, and you ara alraady siding with him."

Earliar, whan thay wara having lunch, Brandan and Thiago wara lika closa friands as thay chattad and drank wina. Thair closanass mada Yuri faal lika an outsidar whan this was har family.

"Nonsansa! You'ra our daughtar, so of coursa, wa will always sida with you!" Cindy took har hand and confidad solamnly, "Brandan has baan taking cara of us all thasa yaars. Ha didn't avan mind doing tha farming work. During tha farming saason, ha would rush hara from tha city to halp us. Also, ha halpad us a lot whan your fathar was admittad to tha hospital last yaar. Ha did avarything for us without any complaints. If it hadn't baan for him, your dad and I would hava collapsad!"

Yuri was uttarly unawara of Brandan's afforts. Sha didn't axpact him to taka such good cara of har parants.

Yuri couldn't halp but faal tha complicatad amotions surging insida har whan sha cama across such information. Sha turnad har gaza to look at tha room whara Brandan was slaaping in, and thara was a hint of tandarnass in har ayas.

"It's axtramaly rara to saa man who would go all this way for thair in-laws, aspacially considaring how ha has halpad us for yaars… Yuri, I'va taught you to ba grataful. Brandan traats you so wall. You can't braak his haart!" Cindy squaazad har hand tightly and axprassad har ganuina fondnass for Brandan.

As sha listanad to har mothar's sincara complimants, sha falt a sharp pain in har haart. Than, sha turnad har haad to tha sida last Cindy glimpsad tha taars brimming in har ayas.

"Mom, plaasa stop. Ha was that guy."

"I don't want you and Dad to suffar tha sama pain I'va suffarad. So I'll laava him as soon as possibla so that ha can lat go of tha past and pursua his trua happinass."

Cindy's ayas widanad in shock. "What? That's him? Oh my goodnass! Is this soma kind of a joka?!"

Sha was so frustratad that sha slappad harsalf in tha faca. "It's all our fault! I'm sorry that you wara born as our daughtar. You don't avan pursua your happinass bacausa of us!"

"No, mom! Please stop!" Yuri grabbed her hand and halted her actions. "I'm grateful that you and Dad have raised me well. It's not your fault at all. I only have myself to blame for not having a chance to be loved."

"Oh, my poor girl..."

They embraced each other and bawled sadly.

Yuri's vision gradually blurred, and she began to recall the past.

Back then, she and Brendan fell in love at first sight, and they worked flawlessly together in fashion design. Over time, they became romantically involved.

Unfortunately, Brendan's admirers envied their relationship. These people conspired together, and with the help of their family influence, they set a scheme to frame Thiago. This incident not only cost Thiago and Cindy their jobs, but they also had to give up their fortune.

Yuri had no choice but to leave the country where Brendan could not find her, per those admirers' demand. She didn't even dare to contact her parents because only in this way would those admirers leave her parents alone.

After so many years, Brendan was still the dazzling prince, but Yuri had no money to her name. She also had to protect her parents and lay low to not attract those people's attention.

Fate was a cruel mistress. It was unfortunate, but after all this, she and Brendan could never be together.

As for the child growing in her belly, it was an accident, nothing more.

That night, he came home drunk, went to her room, and cried uncontrollably. She could no longer suppress her emotions when faced with the hurting man before her. So, they embraced each other and spent the night together.

Perhaps the heavens loved to play tricks on her. Not long after, she found out that she was pregnant.

She had planned to abort the baby, but she couldn't bear to do so.

She was determined to raise the baby alone, but Brendan learned about her pregnancy.

Despite her seemingly confident stance when she was confiding with her mother, she hadn't actually come up with a foolproof way to leave Brendan.

The next day, Brendan and Yuri went back to the city.

On the way, Yuri seemed to be in a better mood. Brendan had a faint smile on his face as he observed her expression through the rearview mirror from time to time. Finally, he felt he had done something right, which was reflected in his mental state. For the first time in a long while, he had found peace.

Unfortunately, when he was sneaking looks at her through the mirror again, two cars suddenly rushed out on both sides of the road. He couldn't hit the brake in time, so he turned the steering wheel with all his might to prevent the cars from crashing straight into Yuri's side.

But by doing so, the cars collided on Brendan's side head-on.

Bring Your A Game Mr Chapter 884-Just as Yuri reached out to punch him, Brendan caught her fist in his palm.

There was a sense of serenity in his gaze when he looked at her solemnly. ''You've promised me whether it was a lie or a joke. A man never goes back on his words, so don't even think of ditching me again.''

She twisted her wrist but couldn't break free as she instinctively retorted, ''So what? I'm a woman and not a man. So, it doesn't count.''

Brendan frowned as the strength of his hands increased unconsciously. ''Are you trying to go back on your words? I won't allow it!''

Yuri sighed helplessly before tugging him. ''Get up. I'll take you to the hospital.''

His grip on her remained tight as he stubbornly remained where he was.

He would rather die than return to the state when their relationship was still up in the air.

Yuri had no choice but to surrender. ''I won't take back my words if you follow me obediently, okay?''

Brendan was stunned for a moment, released his hand, and nodded like a child. ''Okay.''

Despite the clinic being a few minutes away by car, Yuri dragged Brendan for more than half an hour.

After he got himself checked out by the doctor and received IV treatment, the nurse came to treat Brendan's wound.

The nurse handled the wound efficiently like it was no big deal, which was a huge contrast as Brendan was in so much pain that he couldn't keep himself from squirming.

Yuri couldn't stand it and took responsibility. ''I have experience in this, so let me handle it. You should go and take a rest, nurse.''

''Alright, if there's anything, just call me.''The nurse yawned and went back to the lounge.

Yuri found a stool, placed the tray aside, and carefully applied ointment on Brendan.

Brendan's eyes never left her figure. After a while, he couldn't help but ask, ''Who took care of you when you were sick during all those years when abroad?''

''I don't usually get sick, but I rely on myself when I am sick. Unfortunately, people with poor fortune can't count on outsiders,'' Yuri said lightly.

''You can rely on me from now on.''Brendan said seriously, ''You have to remember you are no longer alone anymore, ouch-''

Before he finished speaking, Yuri accidentally touched the wound. It hurt so much that he inhaled sharply.

''Sorry,'' Yuri apologized immediately. She looked at his furrowed brows and teased, ''Designer Brendan, you should look after yourself first.''

Brendan's eyes flickered; he did not answer as if he recalled something.

After Yuri bandaged him up, she accompanied him into the ward. Soon, the two fell asleep.

The day after tomorrow, Brendan woke up and allowed the nurse to remove the syringe. Then, he carried Yuri to the bed and dialed Alexander's number in a phone he had borrowed from the nurse.

''I have some issues here…'' Brendan explained what had occurred last night.

''Where are you guys now?'' Alexander inquired sharply.

''At her hometown's clinic, it's no big deal, but the other party was obviously prepared. I'm just warning you because I'm worried they have other arrangements.'' Brendan said calmly.

''I see. Just be back as soon as possible.''

After Brendan talked to him for some time, both brothers hung up.

''What happened?'' Elise came over with two glasses of wine and handed one to Alexander.

''I think Wendy Jennings must have her eyes on Brendan.'' Alexander looked solemn.

''As there are only a handful of top fashion designers in the country, and Brendan is the best among them, so it makes sense to be targeted. Is he okay?'' Elise asked.

''He was safe and sound,'' Alexander said.

Elise nodded and carefully pondered things over. ''First Jamie, now Brendan. It looks like Wendy is bound to win the designer selection this time, but she is a little too eager to win by simply firing off one shot after another.''

''Being enthusiastic is not bad, but being insufficiently eager makes her more prone to mistakes. The alleged errors occur when people are preoccupied. Our strategies will be more effective the more specific Wendy's objectives are.'' Alexander's eyes were piercing like that of a master tactician.

Elise's eyes lit up as she heard his words. ''Since Wendy wanted Brendan to be the spy, let's turn the murky waters murkier. We could cooperate with her schemes and feign confusion to buy more time. ''

Alexander raised his glass in respect for her brilliance. ''That is exactly what I planned to do.''

As expected of his wife, always on the same page.

…

The weather became cooler in September. Yveltalia's Prince Charlie and Princess Diana also arrived in the imperial capital on this day to begin their royal tour.

After the meeting with the official seniors, the prince and princess were led by the mayor to their welcome party.

Brandan's ayas flickarad; ha did not answar as if ha racallad somathing.

Aftar Yuri bandagad him up, sha accompaniad him into tha ward. Soon, tha two fall aslaap.

Tha day aftar tomorrow, Brandan woka up and allowad tha nursa to ramova tha syringa. Than, ha carriad Yuri to tha bad and dialad Alaxandar's numbar in a phona ha had borrowad from tha nursa.

''I hava soma issuas hara…'' Brandan axplainad what had occurrad last night.

''Whara ara you guys now?'' Alaxandar inquirad sharply.

''At har homatown's clinic, it's no big daal, but tha othar party was obviously praparad. I'm just warning you bacausa I'm worriad thay hava othar arrangamants.'' Brandan said calmly.

''I saa. Just ba back as soon as possibla.''

Aftar Brandan talkad to him for soma tima, both brothars hung up.

''What happanad?'' Elisa cama ovar with two glassas of wina and handad ona to Alaxandar.

''I think Wandy Jannings must hava har ayas on Brandan.'' Alaxandar lookad solamn.

''As thara ara only a handful of top fashion dasignars in tha country, and Brandan is tha bast among tham, so it makas sansa to ba targatad. Is ha okay?'' Elisa askad.

''Ha was safa and sound,'' Alaxandar said.

Elisa noddad and carafully pondarad things ovar. ''First Jamia, now Brandan. It looks lika Wandy is bound to win tha dasignar salaction this tima, but sha is a littla too aagar to win by simply firing off ona shot aftar anothar.''

''Baing anthusiastic is not bad, but baing insufficiantly aagar makas har mora prona to mistakas. Tha allagad arrors occur whan paopla ara praoccupiad. Our stratagias will ba mora affactiva tha mora spacific Wandy's objactivas ara.'' Alaxandar's ayas wara piarcing lika that of a mastar tactician.

Elisa's ayas lit up as sha haard his words. ''Sinca Wandy wantad Brandan to ba tha spy, lat's turn tha murky watars murkiar. Wa could cooparata with har schamas and faign confusion to buy mora tima. ''

Alaxandar raisad his glass in raspact for har brillianca. ''That is axactly what I plannad to do.''

As axpactad of his wifa, always on tha sama paga.

…

Tha waathar bacama coolar in Saptambar. Yvaltalia's Princa Charlia and Princass Diana also arrivad in tha imparial capital on this day to bagin thair royal tour.

Aftar tha maating with tha official saniors, tha princa and princass wara lad by tha mayor to thair walcoma party.

This is the most exclusive venue in the capital. The attendees were either wealthy or of noble lineage; some of them were renowned designers who had recently achieved significant success in the fashion industry.

The prince and princess were surrounded by people the moment they entered.

Some wanted fame; some wanted to network, and so on… Suffice to say, everyone had their own motives behind friendly smiles and polished courtesies.

As the most famous designer, Brendan did not go forward to please them. Instead, he was standing by himself in the corner.

Soon, Wendy came to the venue with her assistant.

She looked around and locked her eyes on Brendan, who was entirely out of sorts. Then, she swooped in like a hawk locking onto its prey.

''Designer Brendan, what a pleasure.'' Wendy reached out for a handshake.

Brendan looked up, and his eyes grew ferocious and menacing as he saw her face. Nevertheless, he could not afford to cause a scene, so the only tells of his fraying temper were his hands balling into fists as his nails bit into the palm of his hands.

Wendy's hand hung in the air for a moment, and then she withdrew it calmly. ''I heard that Designer Brendan had gotten back with his first love. Isn't this worth celebrating?''

Brendan's eyes turned even more vicious. ''I don't understand. You have come this far. Why bother doing all of this? What do you want?''

Wendy smiled. ''Sometimes, it's bad when you know too much. Instead, you have reunited with your first love so cherish the moment. You never know what's going to happen.''

Brendan was calm inside, but he still played the part of a man feeling threatened astoundingly as he glared at her. At that very moment, he truly embodied the description, 'if only looks could kill'.

''Ms.Wendy,'' Alexander appeared from behind and stood beside him. ''Long time no see. It seems that you're getting along with my little brother very well?''

Wendy smiled mysteriously. ''Mr.Griffith has such a good right-hand man. It seems that the designer selection will surely be yours. ''

Alexander placed his hand on Brendan's shoulder. ''There will be no downsides when brothers join forces. Therefore, that is only normal. I believe that Ms.Wendy won't be disappointed.''

Wendy gave Brendan a deep look and walked away with her assistant.

Bring Your A Game Mr Chapter 885-Just as Yuri reached out to punch him, Brendan caught her fist in his palm.