Take Control of Yourself, Please novel (Anna and Liam)
Chapter 261 One More Day

Anna heard her supervisor's infuriated roar and hurriedly pushed Liam away.

"I'm dead, I'm dead, he'll definitely hold this against m e!"

Anna hurriedly tucked her clothes into place, and charged out of the lounge without giving him a chance to stop her...

Liam punched the sofa furiously. "Damn it!"

He pulled at his collar furiously while panting deeply, his body still heated like a furnace. He hurriedly poured himself a glass of ice water and emptied it with a gulp.

His stomach wasn't feeling very well to begin with, but with the ice-cold cup of water, he started to feel sick.

He punched in her number on his phone, "Lome back right now!"

She heard his enraged shout over the phone and shivered in fear, but considering the circumstances. She weighed her options and decided that staying on her supervisor's good side was the wisest option. As they said, the devil's lackeys are harder to deal with than Satan himself.

She could think of a way to settle Liam and his raging fury and persuade him not to deduct her points, but her supervisor was way more difficult.

Anna rushed to her supervisor and hurriedly explained herself, apologizing profusely, then she scooted back to room 1111, and started to clean the table.

After some time, her waist felt like it was going to break from her non-stop bending, and blisters now covered the soles of her feet. Pain piercing through her with every step.

Just when she thought she could finally take a break, the manager approached her again.

"Anna, what are you doing here? Mr. Ackman is resting in the lounge, he's waiting for your lemon juice to treat his hangover!"

At the mention of his name, Anna felt her heart lodge in her throat again.

That evil bastard, why hasn't he left yet? Did he plan t o torture her till the end?

Then her supervisor came, "Anna, a batch of customers are here, hurry and serve them!"

Anna looked at her supervisor gratefully, as if he was her savior, "Alright, alright, I'll be there immediately!"

"No!" The manager stopped her, "Mr. Ackman specifically requested for her to serve him some drinks."

Anna looked at her supervisor pleadingly, "Sir, can

you send someone else to serve Mr. Ackman?"

Of course, her supervisor wanted to grab this opportunity himself, but with the manager looking on, he had no choice but to relent. "Since Mr. Ackman requested for you specifically, you should go now!" "Anna, watch that attitude, why are you wearing that expression! Mr. Ackman will be displeased if he sees it. Serve him as well as you can." The manager ordered her. "Yes, Sir."

Anna dragged her exhausted feet into the elevator and pressed the button for the lounge.

She balanced a cup of lemon juice gingerly on the tray in her hands while she stood in front of the door to the lounge, feeling uneasy.

If she went in, she might not come out walking! He would never let her off the hook this easily, this time she might return at all!

What could she do?

What the hell could she do?

If she left, her points would definitely be deducted!

Right when she was hesitating, the door opened suddenly.

Anna raised her head in shock only to see Liam's ice-cold expression and panicked.

"Ohm, uhm... Mr. Ackman, here is your lemon juice." Liam pulled her into the room without another word, then locked the door behind them, squinting his dark eyes at her panicked expression. "Why are you afraid? Why is it that every single time you see me, you are so scared?"

"N... I'm not!" Anna hurriedly forced her lips to curve into a fake smile, laughing insincerely.

"Your lemon juice, you should drink it now before it turns cold."

Liam rubbed his stomach, "Tell me, what do you think someone who ate too much will feel like doing?"

"Huh? Oh! Ohm... maybe, possibly, probably, take indigestion medicine? To help you digest the food!"

Liam narrowed his eyes, voice cold and emotionless, "I f I don't want to eat it?"

"Then... why don't I continue massaging you?"

"If I don't want you to?"

"Then... lie down for a while, get some rest, you'll recover in a jiffy! Your digestive system..."

Before she could finish her sentence, he cut her off, "I think exercising is the best option!"

Anna wanted to turn and escape, but before she could take a step away, he grabbed onto her waist and pulled her back.

"Exercising after a meal is good for you, Ms. Hamilton!"

"No, no, no! Exercising after food is bad for digestion! You're now at the age where you should take good care of your health, you must be careful!" She shook her head profusely. "I'm only 27, far from old."

"Mr. Ackman, that's not true! Experts say the sooner you start taking care of your body, your physical age will be preserved at that age! For your body to stay 27 forever, we must always stay vigilant!" "Nonsense!" Liam was truly furious now, he heaved her into his arms without another word and threw her onto the sofa.

"Ouch..."

Liam pressed his body against hers.

Anna hurriedly struggled, "Liam Ackman, you pervert! You..."

Anna's shout was once again muffled, transforming into a series of low moans...

"Ah ah..."

But in the end, Liam didn't continue, he lifted himself off her irritably, back facing her, and lit a cigarette.

Anna looked at the flickering tongue of flame on the lighter and the white rings of smoke he huffed out of his mouth, the room gradually filled with the smell of tobacco...

She grasped her messy clothes against her and rushed to button her shirt.

"You..." She asked quietly...

She really wanted to ask him why he didn't continue, but the words just wouldn't leave her tongue.

Liam walked towards the window and drew the curtains open. The neon lights from the buildings outside streamed into the dark room, resting on his defined side profile, giving him an air of world-weary yet mature charm.

She squinted her eyes, watching his lips drag on his cigarette.

He looked handsome when he smoked, enveloped in a cloud of white-grey smoke, he seemed even more mysterious than before.

"I made a promise to you, so I will wait one more day." He answered her unspoken question.

Anna's chest warmed, feeling inexplicably moved.

"You are a master at mind-games. You were the one who caused me so much trouble and yet I end up thanking you."

"This is called being smart."

"...Fine, smart."

She lifted her head and watched his tall, muscular frame, drenched half in light and half in the dazzling neon lights. Suddenly, she felt like she didn't understand him.

"Why did you design our practical exam like this?"

The hand holding the cigarette paused for a beat, then he gave it a drag and huffed out the smoke.

Anna waited for a moment but when she realized no answer was forthcoming, she continued, "What's the point of a practical exam like this? Or should I say, what's the point of you torturing and singling me out like this?"

"I don't think you'll agree, but you did all these, to torture me."

"What is my reason, do you think?" He took his time to answer.

"I don't know, I can't think of any reason other than to satisfy your holier-than-thou, perverted attitude."

"Perverted attitude?" Liam stubbed out his cigarette and turned to face her, eyes sharp and deep.

Anna could read the displeasure in the depths of his eyes. Fury rose in her chest, but she didn't dare let it show in her expression.

How could this man be so arrogant?

Did he truly think everything he did was well within reason? She really couldn't guess what else he would d o under the noble guise of training her!

Anna studied his expression and said quietly.

"If you're not perverted, then you must have a deformed mentality!"

"Anna Hamilton-"