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

Chapter 308 I Made a Mistake, Forgive Me

Anna knew Liam must be hiding some problems from her.

If not, why would someone like him, who hardly drank, suddenly want to have a drink?

James drove the car back to the city and stopped in front of a bar.

Anna followed him and stepped out of the elevator on the ninth floor.

Looking at the lights shining red and green in the darkness, she was reminded of when she first met him. It was also in a bar like this, she was enveloped i n a drunken haze, she was lost in the moment and...

She studied him subtly, her cheeks heating.

Liam didn't look at her, dark gaze intense and focused as if looking for something.

Anna also turned and studied her surroundings; she suddenly realized the decor looked familiar and was startled.

Liam brought her to the pub where Nina used to work part time, the Earldom Club.

The floors were divided according to the customers' spending ability.

This was the ninth floor, the most expensive floor in the Earldom Club.

Anna grew cautious because ever since she stepped foot into the place, both men and women studied her with curious and unfriendly gazes. All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

Even though the ninth floor on the Earldom Club was decorated luxuriously, it was obvious from the barely-dressed waitresses that it wasn't someplace formal.

Anna was wearing a body-hugging ball gown which was out of place in the club. Even though she looked elegant, and she was walking behind a man, she couldn't blame them for thinking otherwise.

Liam walked deep into the club.

The waiters rushed to lead him to a room.

The room was filled with noise, crowded with unsightly men and women.

Anna was shocked by the unseemly sight, wondering i f Liam led her to the wrong room.

But Liam stood there like a mountain, stern and unmoving.

A pair of cold eyes shot daggers of ice as they gazed into the crowd.

The men and women in the room realized someone new broke into their room and immediately turned quiet.

One of them cursed out loud, "Who the fuck spoiled m y fun!"

When everyone caught a clear look at the man at the entrance, the only sound left in the room was the beat of the blaring music.

Everyone froze.

Even Anna froze!

Because she saw Ryan Sanchez!

He was holding two beautiful women against him, happily engaged in his raunchy game, he immediately extracted his hands, staring at Anna in panic.

The panic wasn't caused by guilt, they weren't involved in any kind of relationship at all.

But due to the incident between them, just when everyone thought the matter had passed, Anna appeared in front of him with Liam by her side.

If she didn’t see Ryan again, she would have completely forgotten about that drunken and befuddling night.

She almost forgot the pain she went through that night.

Anna turned her gaze slowly towards Liam, his handsome face was stiff and neutral, not a hint of emotion shining in his calm eyes.

She didn't know what he was thinking right now, neither did she know how he was feeling.

She was also confused why he brought her to see Ryan.

Didn’t he say he wanted a drink?

So, this was yet another one of his games, waiting for her to jump into the hole he dug for her personally.

Was nothing that came out of his mouth true?

Anna couldn't explain to herself why she suddenly felt so hurt.

Was she sad that Liam forced her to recall the painful night she almost got raped by Ryan?

Or hurt that his true feelings were always nothing but a guessing game to her.

Ryan pushed the two beautiful ladies away from him and stood up trembling.

"Mr... Mr. Ackman..."

"Anna..."

Anna blinked away the pain collecting in the corners o f her eyes and schooled her features, "Don't call my name like that!"

Of course, Ryan wasn't afraid of Anna.

In his eyes, Anna was nothing but a woman who needed a man's comfort.

The person he was afraid of was Liam, whose expression was now as dark as the night sea they just witnessed.

Ryan clearly remembered that night in the karaoke hall how he was almost beaten to death by Liam.

These few days, he had finally recovered and was discharged from the hospital. He came out to have some fun, but unexpectedly, before his seat was even warm, Liam barged in.

Ryan instinctively hugged his ribs.

Two of his ribs just healed.

Everyone in the room felt a chill down their spines.

Ryan was usually the heart and center of the group, every one of them looking at him to get the party going. They knew he was beaten up and admitted into the hospital but didn't know the reason why.

Ryan never mentioned a single word about the incident.

There were also no rumors about it circulating in public.

Everyone just said Ryan's skirt-chasing habits finally caught up to him, and got beaten up by the hired help of one of his disgruntled girlfriends.

Now, looking at Liam's expression, they knew Ryan had some unfinished business with Liam.

If that was true, Ryan angered Mr. Ackman of the Ackman Group, he was placing his head on the chopping board.

Everyone leaned back, distancing themselves from Ryan, attempting to avoid guilt by association.

"Mr. Ackman, you're here..." Ryan opened his mouth in a stutter. Before he could finish his sentence, Liam cut him off with a bone-chilling glare.

Anna wanted to turn around and leave, but seeing as Liam had no intentions of leaving, she finally caught onto his true intentions.

Just when everyone's hearts were racing in their chests, guessing at Liam's intentions, he opened his thin lips.

"Kneel." 1

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Everyone sucked in a cold breath.

Ryan was the son of the Sanchez Group, asking him to kneel in public was worse than slapping him.

Ryan's legs trembled, he looked like he was going to cry, "Mr. Ackman... you’re just kidding... aren't you?"

"On your knees!"

Liam's tone lowered even further.

Ryan felt cold sweat dripping down his back.

After the incident where he almost raped Anna, the Sanchez Group had been facing huge losses.

Ryan thought it was because of his bad luck, but looking at Liam now, it seemed to be entirely manmade.

From Liam’s eyes, Ryan could tell how much he treasured Anna.

Ryan couldn’t withstand his scorching gaze and dominating kingly presence, the muscles in his legs softening.

"Mr. Ackman, I made a mistake, forgive me, please..."

Ryan still kept his feet planted on the ground.

If he fell to his knees in front of so many of his friends, how was he going to survive in Johannes City?

"You should know who to apologize to." Liam’s voice was cold as the biting winter winds in the middle of January.

Ryan's heart skipped in his chest, he stared at Anna pleadingly, tears almost falling out of his eyes.

"Anna, I made a mistake... No, Ms. Hamilton, I’m sorry! I was too drunk that day, I shouldn't have..."

"Get out—"

Liam roared.

Everyone in the room scurried out in fear.

Ryan was terrified, his knees fell on the floor with a plop.

"Ms. Hamilton, I know I made a mistake, forgive me, please..."

Ryan bowed his head deeply, completely losing the rebelliousness and cockiness of the rich playboy that h e was.

Anna stood stiffly, without uttering a single word.

She was enjoying the sight of Ryan’s regret and fear, the pleasure of well-sought revenge coursed through her.

But the pleasure didn't make her happy, instead, the burden on her chest increased.

Liam plucked a fruit knife from the table and held it out to Anna.

Then he sat on the sofa, prepared to watch the show.

"No... Ms. Hamilton, I know I made a mistake...” Ryan looked at the knife in Anna's hands, covering his face i n terror.