Cold CEO Pampering Wife Diary

"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.