It’s Hard To Control My Naughty Wife!

"Giana…" Cassandra, Giana's mother, was shocked when she heard her daughter yelling at her. This was the first time Giana had done this to her because usually she would just stay quiet, be passive and choose not to provoke her parents.

However, this time Giana looked different. There was something about the way she looked at her that made Cassandra shudder in fear. A cold, distance emotion and pent- up anger.

What happened to her daughter? In just a few weeks of her disappearance, Giana seemed like a completely different person, until Cassandra felt that she didn't recognize her anymore.

"Giana, did you just yell at your mother?" Cassandra asked in disbelief, clutching the front of her shirt and squinting at Giana, who didn't even flinch when she said those harsh words.

"Yes," replied Giana curtly. "Now get out of this room because I am going to talk to him." Giana nodded toward Larry Dawson, her father.

"Giana, what happened to you?" Cassandra, subconsciously, lowered her voice, afraid that Giana would be even more unreasonable than this. At this moment, she was afraid of her own daughter.

"What happened to me?" Giana asked, then in the next second her laughter echoed in the room, causing Cassandra to take a few steps back in fear. "You are asking what happened to me?" Giana asked again between her laughs.

What question was that? Was it a rhetorical question that didn't need an answer? But, seriously… what idiot would ask such a question?

"You don't know what happened to me? Even strangers know what happened to me," Giana said very sarcastically.

"That's not what mother meant..." Cassandra tried to explain, but Giana had cut her off by raising her hand, indicating for her to stop talking.

"Get out of this room now, I don't have time to entertain you," Giana said in a very cold tone.

"Giana, your father is sleeping, you can't wake him up as you please," Cassandra was worried about leaving Giana alone with Larry, because it seemed that Giana's condition was unstable, and so Cassandra gathered her courage to oppose her.

Giana sighed in annoyance, facing her stubborn and unreasonable mother. However, this time she didn't say anything and chose to call someone to enter the room.

A few seconds later, two men entered. Their burly bodies and the black coats they wore indicated that they were both bodyguards.

"Take her out," Giana said to the two bodyguards, nodding at her mother. "And make sure no one comes into this room while I am inside."

Giana was very serious while saying this and even though the two bodyguards know who Cassandra was and they shouldn't do that to her, but seeing how Giana was acting, of course refusal was not the right action.

Therefore, they had no other choice but to comply with Giana's request.

"Giana, you can't do this to your mother!" Cassandra growled. She looked at Giana with frightened eyes then at her husband who was still lying unconscious. Worry shrouded her heart, because she didn't know what Giana would do.

"Of course I can and now I am doing it," Giana said in a cold voice, waving her hand to signal that she wanted this woman out of her sight right now.

It took more than three minutes to get Cassandra out of the VVIP room, accompanied by roars and threats at Giana.

Cassandra kept saying that Giana really didn't know herself to cause such a mess and also make her father bedridden, then now she treated her mother like this.

Giana had already prepared herself for the worst possible words her mother might say, but after she heard all of that in person, still, her heart ached. Giana felt someone was stabbing her with a blunt knife.

Her life was ironic and Giana felt sorry for herself for it.

After Cassandra left and the room calmed down again, Giana then walked over to her father's bed and stared at the middle- aged man for a while.

Neither the look in her eyes, nor her expression showed any emotion. So, no one knew what she would do at this point.

Maybe because Larry Dawson had been sleeping for a long time, or maybe because he felt Giana's intense hostile gaze, moments later, the middle- aged man opened his eyes and found his daughter before him.

"Finally you showed up," said Larry breathlessly and in a low voice.

"Finally you wake up," replied Giana.

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After Hailee learned the information about the facts behind her parents' deaths, she felt very uncomfortable to be alone in the house.

Hailee didn't want to be alone in this situation or in a bad mood, so she decided to go to the office and bring lunch to Ramon.

Since Hailee had decided this so suddenly, Pyro, Hailee's head bodyguard, was a little surprised.

"Oh, you can wait three minutes first," said Pyro to Hailee and then the man was busy communicating with the small communication device in his hand to coordinate with the other bodyguards.

"Hey, I am just going to have lunch with Ramon, why do you guys look so busy?" Hailee didn't understand why Pyro looked overwhelmed by this sudden change of schedule.

However, soon Hailee understood what made Pyro look busy, because moments later there were two cars that stopped right behind the car Hailee was going to drive and each car was occupied by four bodyguards.

Wait! As Hailee recalled, she only had four bodyguards accompanying her wherever she went before, but how come their number had now seemed to be doubled?!

"Sorry Mrs. Tordoff, but Mr. Tordoff doesn't allow you to go out alone," Pyro said apologetically.

"I never go out alone!" Hailee protested and it was true, because there would always be Pyro following her. "I am just going to Ramon's office, I am not going to window shopping."

"I am sorry Mrs. Tordoff, but this is Mr. Tordoff's order," Pyro said.

Crazy Ramon! Hailee grumbled in her heart.