Take Control of Yourself, Please novel (Anna and Liam) novel Chapter 345

Michael sat in front of Liam for almost half an hour, but Liam remained silent.

Michael was confused, so he attempted to start the conversation, "My girlfriend is cute, isn't she?"

Michael could guess Liam wanted to discuss Nina with him. Liam glanced at him calmly and lowered his gaze to the already cool cup of coffee in front of him.

Was Nina really that innocent, or actually deeply manipulative?

Even he trusted her lies!

Anna that stupid woman, how could she be friends with someone like her? He had to warn her.

Michael looked at the cup of coffee too, and said confusedly, "Just tell me."

"How much do you know about her?" Liam glanced at him.

Michael froze, why would an uncaring block of ice like him suddenly care about his personal matters?

"Why are you asking me this?"

Liam stared at him, gaze deep and meaningful, but said nothing.

"Alright, I think I know what you want to say. Don't

worry, I'm not so reckless, I know what I'm doing."

"Nina’s mother is gravely ill, she only did it because she had no choice. She quit in time didn't she? Why do you care about me so much all of a sudden?"

Liam's expression darkened and he said coldly, "Get out."

"Ha-ha, it's a joke, look at you. Fine, let’s be serious, you misunderstood Nina, she’s not the kind of woman you think she is."

"I hope so."

"I'm serious, even if you don't believe us, don’t you trust Anna and her taste? Isn’t she with you?" Michael raised his eyebrow at him.

Liam’s expression finally warmed up a little, and he said lowly, "Her taste was only good when she chose m e. Everything else, not really."

At the thought of the people around Anna, he really didn't trust her taste.

But he couldn't believe Nina would forgo her promise t o him and date Michael.

He hated liars.

Michael rolled his eyes at him, Liam was the only one he knew who could use such a roundabout way to compliment himself.

Michael’s expression turned solemn, keeping his eyes straight on his friend and said, "Liam, I need you to do me a favor.”

Liam raised his brows, "What?"

"Do a background check on Nina."

"Why?" Liam asked.

"Don't ask."

Michael wanted to find out who her father was, to treat her mother.

Liam pondered his request but agreed.

Anna gasped, shocked that her guess was right, her eyes followed the direction of Jamie's fingers, and widened instantly.

"How is he here?!"

Entrance to the bar.

Wilson stood at the entrance, donning a black suit. His hands in his pockets.

His hair was messy, a few strands hanging across his forehead, showcasing his bright blue eyes.

He gave an air of quiet misery, as if he was some western poet, spouting beautiful verses the moment h e opened his mouth.

Wilson's appearance encapsulated the bar in a deadly silence, as if even the music lowered itself for him.

Everyone held their breaths, looking dazedly at the ridiculously beautiful man.

This was an infamous gay bar!

Everyone here was either gay or well-loved by men.

Wilson sauntered over.

Everywhere he went, the dark gazes of hungry men followed him, like starving wolves, prepared to push him over and have their way with him.