"Sam, is my father at home?" Bess put her hands on the door to ask Sam, the Butler, and stood at the
door carefully, looking at the room like a thief.
"Miss Bess, please come on in. Mr. Sampson is in the living room." Sam looked at her with a smile, as
if he had expected her to come back.
Bess walked in aboveboard, pretending not to see the Sampson on the sofa. She wanted to go upstairs
to check if her instrument was still there.
"Stop!" Said Sampson slowly, putting the teacup on the table, "Do you remember that you have a father
at home?"
Still failed to get rid of her father, Bess immediately changed the other face, walked to Sampson's side,
and held his arm coquettishly. "How dare can I forget my most lovely father. I promised that I would
earn money through my dream, and I'm sorry to come back to see you if I can't achieve it."
"Is you dream to be a waitress in a bar without guests?" Sampson really couldn't understand what his
daughter was thinking every day. Only those fancy and unrealistic words in her mind!
"Did you follow me?" Looking at Sampson, Bess was a little angry.
"I'm an old man, but I have not retired yet, why would you think I was following you?"
"Then you have sent someone to follow me!" In front of Sampson, Bess always acted like a child. "You
know that I didn't go to that business college for further education when I studied abroad, instead, I
studied music and my world was music. What can I do if you leave me in the business world! If you
really care about me, just let me do as I like. "
"Okay! I don't want you to quarrel with me as soon as you come back. You are my only daughter, you
know how much I love you since you were a child." Sampson interrupted Bess and said helplessly,
"You can do whatever you want and I won't force you. Speaking of that, I haven't really forced you to do
anything. You should experience more at a young age, and you will understand that everything I do is
for your good in the future. If you still want to go to that little bar, I won't stop you. I have been your
father for half a lifetime. You have been a daughter also for many years. You can't always be so
childlike, since your father is getting older and older! "
"Dad! I love you! Thank you for your support. You can rest assured that I have grown up, and I have
promised to support you, so I will keep my word! I came back here for some musical instruments, so
I'm going to carry them now. " Bess didn't believe his words at all. Her father had always used such a
bad trick in front of her, but now he was just forcing her to answer his questions! She was afraid that
she couldn't get out today if she didn't take advantage of the situation!
"Stop!" The voice of Sampson rang behind Bess again.
What on earth did her father want her to do! Bess regretted not asking about his whereabouts in
advance, she should have chosen an auspicious day to come back and take some musical
instruments!
She resigned herself to her destiny, stood still, looked back at Sampson, and pretended to smile and
flatter him. "What else can I do for you, dad?"
"You can't move them alone! I'll call someone to help you move, and just accompany me for a while."
Said Sampson kindly. Quite unusual! It was really strange! !
"I said you were a little girl, don't you think so? You had been away from home for such a long time.
Now that you just came back here, what do you still think about how to escape?" Looking at Bess who
sat in front of him again, Sampson pointed at her and complained helplessly.
"Dad, you're not yourself. It's rare that you are so obedient to me. I have no choice but to take the
ladder you've given me." Bess sat on the sofa, pretending to be relaxed. She knew that it was difficult
for her to get out of the house today.
"You naughty girl!" Sampson picked up the teacup on the table and drank again. He took a sip and said
to Sam next to him, "Sam, send some people to take the musical instruments upstairs to the bar. Bring
some words to the bar owner for me. "
"Yes, Mr. Sampson. What do you need me to say? " Sam bowed slightly, waiting for the order of the
Sampson.
"Just tell him you're taking the instruments as gifts in behalf of Bess. As a girl, it was normal for her to
run away from home just because she had a quarrel with her parents. Now Bess had straightened out
her thinking and knew that she should go home to take care of her father. I'm very pleased, too. "There
was a pleasant and pleasant look on Sampson's face, but Bess's face collapsed several times.
"Yes, Mr. Sampson." As he said so, Sam went downstairs and asked several guards to move the
instrument.
"Daddy! Didn't you say that you wouldn't force me? You are a liar! " Bess stood up anxiously, looked at
her father who had contradicted his words, and turned to Sam for help.
Sam also looked evasive, he didn't dare to say anything about this. Looking at Sampson, who seemed
to be peaceful, Bess seemed to have accepted her fate. She said, "I realize why you are so abnormal,
you just want to lock me up in the house without anybody noticing! I wouldn't have come back if I knew
it! If mom was here, she would never allow you to do this to me! Or you are used to going back on your
words with mom, so she left us! " Bess had been forced to speak without thinking.
"What nonsense are you talking about! Bess, I'm good enough to you. Don't threaten me with your
mother. I won't let you get out of this house no matter what happens! " Sampson didn't expect that
Bess would mention her mother to make him feel guilty. He didn't want to disappoint Bess's mother, so
he must be stricter with her.
She was too young to understand the difference between dream and reality. If he let her do whatever
she wanted, he would be too ashamed for Bess's mother in the future.
"You are still a tyrant! My life has been at your control from the moment I was born, and I'm just like a
booty you trained, right? You've really gone too far! Besides, you have no right to restrict my freedom of
an individual, even if you are my father! Bess walked to the door and tried to escape from this prison-
like house as soon as possible.
"Stop her!" With a wave of Sampson's hand, the door was blocked by several strong guards.
"Don't think you can mess with me just because you have studied abroad for a few years! As long as
you are my daughter, I will discipline you for every single day! Or you'll waste all your time outside! "
The muscles on Sampson's face were trembling slightly because of anger.
Looking at the strong guards at the door, Bess's eyes were red with grievance. She clenched her fists
silently, stopped fighting back against Sampson, and returned to her room upstairs.
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