"You did it on purpose, didn't you? Deliberately not willing to cook for me? Ha, you agreed so readily when begging me, but now you want to run away?"
He held her chin up, looking at her.
His hand was so big as it gripped her neck, rendering her completely immobile, like a little bunny struggling bitterly. She jumped around for a long time, but was still dancing in the palm of his hand, absolutely failing to escape.
Angry, she raised her head, "I am reneging alright, you just helped me once, do I have to be your nanny for the rest of my life? Let go of me, Dylan Collins, my cooking is very expensive. You owe me money for every meal I cooked for you. Repay me, repay me!"
A frown etched on Dylan Collins' ink-like eyebrows.
"You want to charge me money?"
"Yes! One Million for a meal, pay up, and I will cook for you!"
Dylan Collins was furious as he held her. Charging him, and speaking disrespectfully to him; this little girl must need a lesson again.
