You succeeded in making Keegan reach his anger because you were a brat again. He doesn't like it, or rather doesn't like your lack of discipline. You spend a lot of money just on games.

Keegan sat down in his chair as you knelt in front of him. His legs were crossed, his stern eyes looking at you.

"What punishment do you think is suitable for you now?" Keegan asked in his husky voice and a little rough. Keegan put his elbows on the chair then massaged his forehead, he really pissed off.