Bring Your A Game, Mr
Chapter 762

Chapter 762 Come On, Make This Time an Exception

Just as the taxi Elise was taking reached the intersection, she saw from afar how the servant of the White Residence manhandled Jacob out of the house. Even all the luggage she brought home yesterday were thrown on the ground. Lyra and Adelpha were also there, relentlessly berating Jacob with their fingers pointing at him.

Elise quickly paid the fare before she got out of the car. She then stalked over, and unhesitantly kicked away the servant who was holding onto Jacob.

When she turned around, her sharp eyes fell on the mother-and-daughter duo as she demanded, "Whose idea was this?"

Adelpha had only accidentally met her eyes before she quietly hid behind Lyra when panic hit her.

Unlike her daughter, Lyra puffed out her chest and arrogantly taunted, "It was I. What's the matter? You have been kicked out of the house by your father a long time ago because of how immoral you are. There is no place for you in this family, so what is wrong with me kicking you out, you overconfident little sl*t?! How dare you covet Adelpha's room? This is the consequence of your own actions!"

Elise calmly looked at Lyra putting on a tough front, and she suddenly asked, "What brand of plastic bags do you use? They sure can fit a lot in them, don't they?"

Fortunately, she did some research on Anastasia before she came to the White Residence. She would have had to put up with their ridicule otherwise.

It was true that the White Family was a scholarly family, but Onyx's writing had always been tepid. He could barely make ends meet with his income. If it wasn't for Anastasia's mother, who had given a generous dowry when she got married so that he could concentrate on writing, Onyx wouldn't have the fame and wealth he had today.

However, life had just gotten slightly better when Onyx hooked up with Lyra.

Anastasia's mother had a fall out with her family when she married Onyx. Expecting no one to back Anastasia's mother up, Onyx had directly brought Lyra and Adelpha into the house, and had proceeded to blatantly enjoy a life of having both a wife and a mistress. Because of that, Anastasia's mother didn't live a day where she was not depressed, and had passed away not long after. Anastasia herself didn't meet a good end either.

Lyra and Adelpha, however, continued to happily indulge in luxuries as though nothing had happened.

Elise couldn't help the anger bubbling inside her when she thought of Anastasia's haggard and pale face when she had seen her the first time.

Bringing a foot up, she trod toward Lyra without a trace of emotion on her face.

The women could feel how terrifyingly overwhelming Elise's aura was. Even though Lyra was used to tough situations, she couldn't help but feel guilty as she slowly grabbed onto Adelpha's arm.

Adelpha thought that her mother was hinting at her to act, so she bravely stepped forward to stand in front of Lyra. "You better don't do anything you will come to regret, Anastasia. Poppa won't let you off the hook if something were to happen to us-ah!" Halfway through her words, Elise had grabbed Adelpha's wrist and threw her over her shoulder, making Adelpha fall heavily to the ground.

"Ah!" Lyra was also taken aback. "Adelpha?! Anastasia White, you are going too far! Let go of Adelpha!"

Adelpha then tried to get up, but Elise immediately stepped on her, getting her to have close contact with earth.

"Momma, help!" Adelpha tapped the ground with both hands. She didn't even dare to touch Elise.

"Don't worry! Momma will avenge you!" Anxious and concerned, Lyra turned her head and started going off at the servants. "What are you guys still doing there? Hurry up and save the Young Miss!"

However, none of them dared to act rashly after they were beaten up by Elise earlier. They only looked at each other meekly and, at the same time, acted like timid mice.

"You useless bunch!" Lyra yelled angrily when she saw her servants not taking action.

Elise's eyes suddenly turned gloomy, and she brought an eyebrow up as she replied, "I am not useless. You will end up like Adelpha if you don't put all of my things back."

Hearing that, Lyra gritted her teeth unwillingly but after hesitating, she finally decided to give in. She pointed to two of her servants and instructed loudly, "Are you deaf? Didn't you hear what Young Miss Anastasia said? Chop-chop!" "Yes! We will move it all back now!"

Although they couldn't beat Elise in a fight, the two men still had the strength to carry things. With that, they quickly started to carry the luggage.

"Hold on." Elise's voice rang out softly. "Was I talking to you two?"

They froze in place when they heard her words. Not knowing what to do, they kept looking between Elise and Lyra.

"You!" Elise looked at Lyra and uttered in a commanding tone, "Move everything back in. By yourself."

As she spoke, she deliberately stepped on Adelpha harder, making her wail in pain.

"Alright, alright. Just stop tormenting Adelpha. I will do it!"

Not being able to see Adelpha in agony, Lyra could only compromise and get it done herself.

Just like that, Elise kept her foot on Adelpha as she watched Lyra move everything into the house. It was only then that she let Adelpha go.

Lyra's whole body was sore from the pain by the time she was done. She was about to sit down and rest when Elise's haunting voice sounded again.

"I am hungry." Elise lay down on the sofa carelessly as she casually mentioned, "It shouldn't be too much for a stepdaughter to want to have a taste of her stepmother's cooking, right?"

The blood instantly drained from Lyra's face. "Of course not!" she squeezed out before adding, "But you have probably forgotten the fact that I never cook."

"Come on, make this time an exception," Elise stated while turning to look at her with a half-smile on her face. "People tend to be short-tempered when they are hungry and when anger strikes, no one can say for sure what will happen. It is my once-in-a-blue-moon request. Are you really not going to pamper me a little?"

It was impossible for a witch like Lyra to not notice the underlying message behind her soft words.

Still, Onyx was on a business trip abroad and couldn't come back so soon. With how they couldn't win against 'Anastasia' who had suddenly gotten skillful at fighting, Lyra had no choice but to submit to the humiliation for now.

"Go on. Tell me what you want to eat." Lyra raised her chin reluctantly. She was obviously unhappy about this.

"I am pretty easy-going. I will be fine with just some homemade mochi," Elise replied.

"Handmade mochi?" Lyra repeated in shock.

As someone who had lived a hard life before, she, too, knew how much of a hassle it was to make that.

"Mhm." Elise turned her head and casually listed out while swiping through her phone. "You have to do everything from soaking rice to pounding it yourself. I will also get upset if it doesn't taste traditional."

"Got it..." Lyra had no choice but to accept her fate.

Meanwhile, Adelpha, who had been standing at the side quietly, let out a sigh of relief when she thought that she had finally evaded Elise's cruelty.

"Oh, right!" Elise called out again, making Adelpha tremble in shock.

"My dear sister." Elise stared at her with a gentle gaze. "I would like to have the apricot almond cake from North South Cafe in the eastern district. Would you be kind enough to make a trip there for me?"

"Of course..." not, Adelpha replied with a forced smile as she automatically muted the last word.

It would take at least three to four hours to go back and forth from the city center to the eastern suburbs. It was obvious Elise was trying to torment her as well, only in a different way.

It is just a slice of cake! Any shop will do! I will go out and buy whatever. Think she can tell the difference? Yeah right!

"What is my dear sister thinking?" Elise had seen through Adelpha's thoughts. As she put her phone away, she let out a smile and continued, "You probably don't know this, but I have developed a sharp sense of taste after I went abroad. I will get angry if you don't get the cake from North South Cafe."