Take Control of Yourself, Please novel (Anna and Liam) novel Chapter 533

Liam nagged Gemma a lot.

Such as "don't be headstrong", "don't be naughty", "be polite to elders", "go to bed on time", "don't be demanding"...

Liam thought tonight he had said as much as he did i n a whole year.

Gemma was stunned with widened eyes.

Liam expected her to be good after he taught her a lesson.

And he was pleased with himself.

James bought all sorts of dolls, which, however, didn't satisfy Gemma.

Gemma slapped those dolls onto the floor, sitting in the bed unhappily, near to tears.

James' eyelids twitched uncontrollably.

Liam was in a fret as well, finally realizing he had been whistling in the wind.

"No! They're so ugly! I want beautiful princess in pink dress..."

James put his hand over the heart, nearly having a heart attack and crashing down.

He had almost bought out all the dolls of that toy shop, while this princess was still not content with them?

James pulled a wry face at Liam.

"Mr. Ackman..."

Help!'

Liam lost his temper, "You such a demanding girl. It's all here. Take one, or none!"

Gemma burst into tears.

Liam stamped around the room in anger, and barked a t Gemma, pointing at her.

"Did your mom tell you to do this?"

"How did your mom make you headstrong and demanding?"

"You’re ill-bred!"

Gemma cried louder.

James wiped the sweat off his brow, How can my master blame a little girl? After all he is exactly as demanding as her.'

James was suddenly startled.

He glimpsed this girl and Mr. Ackman.

No wonder he was somehow familiar with her, she was apparently a copy of Mr. Ackman.

Gemma was howling.

"Take me back, I want Mommy and Daddy..."

Liam shot a cold glance at Gemma, his face clouding.

"Now stop crying!"

James hurriedly shushed this girl by gesture, afraid M r. Ackman would throw her out of the window if she kept crying like this.

'But she is really as demanding as Mr. Ackman!'

Liam cursed silently, 'How did Ethan teach his girl, a little swine?'

If he had a daughter, he would teach her to be a graceful lady instead of a naughty devil.

Gemma cried for a while and then collapsed on the bed, yelling, "All right, I don't want dolls now, but I won't sleep without a story. You must tell a story!'

Gemma wrapped herself in the quilt, pointing at Liam and James.

Liam squinted at this tender little girl in the pink quilt, feeling annoyed but amused.

'How can I be angry with a kid?'

'Yet she is quite headstrong and demanding, a horrid little girl!'

Liam answered softly despite his complaints.

"I've never told a story before."

Gemma grasped the quilt, her big eyes twinkling at

him, "Well then, sing a song instead! It's okay."

Liam almost went mad with her.