Take Control of Yourself, Please novel (Anna and Liam) novel Chapter 325

As soon as she returned home, Anna focused her efforts on producing the design.

It was rare of Liam to find the kindness in his heart to grant her a short vacation for a few days, so she didn't have to go report to work at the Ackman Group immediately.

She spent those few days’ time drawing a rough draft o f her design.

The money they earned from this project would help pay Nina's mother's medical bills.

That was the only way she could help her now.

Anna bit her pen in her mouth, the overhead lights shining above her, she wracked her brain with the ideas for the design and in the meantime took some time off to call Jamie.

The project Ethan gave her was about designing an advertisement for luxurious wine.

Jamie ran a bar; he would know more about wine than she did.

"Tell me, what does red wine symbolize? Some say it symbolizes someone's virility, the redder it is, the stronger he is."

"But in my eyes, red wine symbolizes charm and seduction! Look at that deep red color. So similar to a woman's cherry red lips, drink it slowly and savor its taste..."

Anna held a hand to her forehead and laughed, " Jamie, do you even know what a woman’s lips taste like? You sound like you've tried it out for yourself."

Jamie exploded, "Even though I haven't tried it before, my description is spot on! In my eyes, red wine is a seductive drug!"

"Great!"

Anna didn't feel like arguing with him, so she hung up the phone with a slam.

She leaned into her chair, looked at the pictures of the red wine strewn in front of her, her mind slowly drifting to Liam.

In her eyes, not only was red wine a seductive drug, it was the symbol of love and romance.

That night, she was drunk and ran into Liam. From that day onwards, they were entangled together in a never-ending swirl of contracts and promises.

A scene slowly emerged in her mind...

A domineering and handsome president was quietly working at his desk. A woman, holding a glass of red wine, wearing thin lace pajamas, gliding towards him...

Under the dim yellow lights, the woman's soft body, the sweet aroma of wine, accompanied by soothing and smooth-flowing music.

The woman walked up to the man, put a hand on his shoulder lightly, and breathed into his ear.

Under the influence of the red wine's fragrance, what kind of reaction will the man make when he looks at the curvaceous woman in front of him?

Anna suddenly thought, if it was Liam, he would definitely press her into his work desk and have his way with her.

Her heart skipped a beat, inspiration struck. She flipped open her laptop and started punching the keys, typing into the word document.

The Dawson residence.

Grandma Dawson kneeled on the pew in front of the altar, counting the priceless rosary beads in her hands.

Liam sat beside her quietly, waiting patiently.

Seeing her finish her prayers for the day, he helped her into a chair then massaged her knees gently.

"Auntie, your age is catching up with you. Your sincerity alone is enough to touch Jesus, you don't have to follow all these rituals and forms. He is allforgiving; he won't blame you for not kneeling."

Grandma Dawson looked at him lovingly, she knew this was just an excuse for him to hide concern. She smiled and said, "I know! But Bryan is a father now, I have to be more pious, so Jesus will take care of my little great-grandson, and make sure he’s healthy."

Liam's eyes darkened and he sighed quietly.

Grandma was getting older, her persistence at securing the next generation to take over the Dawson family growing with each passing day. But unfortunately, her future granddaughter-in-law wasn't a simple character, she didn't know whether allowing her to marry into the family was a good decision or not.

"Auntie, some things are better left to fate. Your health has been deteriorating, you need to take care of yourself, don't tire yourself too much."