Bring Your A Game, Mr
Chapter 563

Chapter 563 This Kid Has Potential

The next day, right after Elise had finished eating breakfast, the doorbell of the villa rang. Thinking that it was Winona, she immediately got up and went to open the door.

Winona had sent her a message last night, saying that she would visit her with investors and guests that day, but she hadn't expected her to arrive so early. However, the moment she opened the door, all she saw was Kenneth.

Elise frowned. She looked at the entitled expression on Kenneth's face and had a bad feeling.

Winona walked out from behind Kenneth and looked at Elise with a weak smile. "Hey, Elise. Hehe..."

Feeling herself on the verge of tears, Elise raised one eyebrow and asked in disbelief, "Winona, this isn't what I'm thinking, right?"

Kenneth was definitely not an investor or a guest. She must have made a mistake, and these two just happened to run into each other.

"I'm sorry, Elise." Winona raised her right hand to her forehead, making an apologetic gesture. "I only learned today that Mr. Bailey is the guest designated by the investor. The contract has already been signed. If you don't cooperate, you will have to pay a large penalty for breaching the contract..."

Elise slapped a hand to her forehead. "Oh my God..."

"Do you two have to act like that?" Kenneth was completely clueless. "At any rate, I'm investing a huge amount of money. Besides, I'm rich and handsome. Do you have to dislike me so much?"

"The reason why we dislike you, don't you know that yourself?" Elise retorted angrily.

"What should I know about? Hmm?" Kenneth took a step forward until he was almost pressing up against Elise, leaving only half an inch between them.

Elise could even clearly feel his warm breath fanning on her face. Kenneth's roughness on the day of the trial broadcast rapidly flashed in her mind, causing her to instinctively take a step backward. This step also successfully cleared the way, and Kenneth took the opportunity to slip in from the side.

Winona knew that she had made a mistake, so she stood obediently outside the door, not daring to pass. However, her stomach started growling. She hurriedly covered it, but Elise still heard it.

"You haven't eaten breakfast yet?" Elise asked.

"Well... this place is too far from where I live, so I didn't have the time," Winona replied truthfully.

"Forget it, come on in. Do you want to eat some desserts I made in the morning?"

"Yes!" I can afford to slip up at work, but the opportunity to taste Elise's cooking? No way I'm missing out on that! Winona thought.

As soon as Kenneth entered, he saw Quentin and his family inside. He and Quentin had met in Landred City before, and they nodded at each other as a greeting.

"This must be Mrs. Fassbender." Kenneth stepped forward and shook hands with Layla. "You really look just like what Mr. Fassbender has told me. You're as gorgeous as ever, as though you haven't aged a day at all."

Layla couldn't conceal her smile, but she still replied humbly, "You really are good at sweet talking. I'm already this old. How can I be as wonderful as you claim? So, how should I address you?"

"Mr. Bailey is the president of Smith Co. He is young and promising. At this age, he already has a few assets under his name in the country, and no one can compare with him," Quentin introduced from the side.

Layla nodded. "So you're Mr. Bailey. You really are an outstanding young man."

"Of course not." Kenneth smiled lightly and sat down on the sofa next to him.

"Mr. Bailey, are you here for my goddaughter?" Layla probed.

Quentin shook his head and continued to watch the news on his tablet.

In front of the elders, no matter how lackadaisical one usually was, they would deliberately restrain themselves. Kenneth looked peaceful and humble, and explained generously, "Today, I did come here for a reason. I've been wanting to grow my popularity on the internet recently, so I planned a variety show with Miss Sinclair. Today happens to be the day of the live broadcast, so I came earlier."

"Mr. Bailey, working with my goddaughter was the right choice. She's beautiful and cooks well-the hallmarks of a fine and virtuous woman. She's the perfect candidate as a wife," Layla praised meaningfully.

"Great minds think alike. It seems that you and I have a connection, Mrs. Fassbender. If there is a chance in the future, I'll be under your care again." This was exactly what Kenneth wanted.

Layla nodded in satisfaction. This young man's got potential. "Don't worry, Mr. Bailey. A talented person like you would definitely be able to achieve what you want."

"I hope what you said will come true," Kenneth replied with a smile.

After a few more pleasantries, Elise brought Winona over to take him away. "Kenneth, don't forget that you're here to work. It's time for the live broadcast."

She had been watching them from the kitchen for quite a while as Kenneth easily made Layla smile from ear to ear with just a few words. It feels just like that one annoying little brat during Christmas parties, but this brat just had to have a smooth tongue that made him likeable to everyone.

And Elise felt that Kenneth was just like that brat right now, torturing her with his antics but flattering the elders with a smile.

Hearing that, Kenneth rose from his seat, not forgetting to say goodbye to Layla before he left. "Well then, Mrs. Fassbender, I'll be leaving to work with Elise first."

"Oh, go ahead. Young people should spend more time with other young people. Don't worry about us," Layla said with a smile.

Elise was dumbfounded. Within just a few minutes, Kenneth already has Layla in the palm of his hand? And here I am, having cooked for her twice, but she's still lukewarm to me. How did Kenneth succeed as soon as he came? This guy... Did he spike Mama's drink or what? Elise couldn't replace an answer even after racking her brains. During the livestream, she was still absentminded as they trimmed the back garden together. Therefore, the result was-every few minutes, Kenneth had to call her name. "Miss Sinclair?"

"Elise?"

"Elise?"

And so on.

At the end of the livestream, Kenneth successfully gained the nickname of 'Wife Simp.'

The push and pull relationship between the two had made the netizens interested instead, and they wanted to see if the famous Kenneth could successfully pursue this woman, causing the number of viewers to reach a total of nearly 20 million.

Kenneth wanted to hit the iron while it was hot and host another broadcast in the evening, but Elise found an excuse and refused. She couldn't escape working with him daily, but she wasn't willing to spend time with someone day and night just to deliberately give the audience an ambiguous feeling.

Because she was afraid that Alexander would see this. She couldn't just dismiss his feelings.

In the evening, Layla walked out of the bathroom in her nightgown and uttered casually as she walked, "Will your goddaughter be fine, working on this job? That Mr. Jack and Kenneth's fans are completely slandering her..."

"You don't have to care what they say. Those are all paradoxical rumors. Just don't listen or look at them. How wouldn't I know what kind of person Elise is?" Quentin didn't even bat an eyelash.

"You say that, but for a girl, isn't her reputation the most important thing? If her reputation is ruined..."

Knock, knock.

"Papa, Mama, are you asleep?"

Halfway through Layla's words, they heard Elise knocking on the door outside.

Quentin put his book down and gave Layla a look, signaling her not to spew nonsense, before shouting at the door, "Not yet. Come on in." Creak!

The door handle immediately turned, and Elise walked in with a basin of hot water.

"Mama, do you want to soak your feet?"