You're Out Daddy

Natasha was rubbing her temples while she sat in her seat.

Just then, Mark appeared next to her. “Na- Ms. Watson. I have some things to discuss with you.”

She glanced at Mark before getting to her feet to follow him.

She had been busy for the entire day with everything that had been happening.

Mark walked inside his office and looked at Natasha. He began by sincerely apologizing to her. “Ms. Watson-”

“Just call me Nat. I’m more used to it,” Natasha interjected.

Mark gave her an awkward look. He laughed and continued, “Sure. So I’ll call you Nat. It was my misarrangement that caused the mishap that day, Nat. I was unaware that the other party had abruptly changed the person in charge. I should have warned you about Gaston, but I didn’t. Thank you so much for being able to put the past behind you and speak for me in front of Mr. Hamilton.”

Natasha merely looked at Mark as he solemnly apologized. “Are you done?” she asked.

Mark, on the other hand, was taken aback by Natasha’s frankness.

“I’ll be going back first if there’s nothing else,” Natasha said. The events of the day were forcing her skull to split in half; she hadn’t even considered how she would deal with the car.

Mark stared at her retreating figure. “D-Don’t you have anything to say?”

Yet, before he could even continue, Natasha had left the office.

Mark was rendered speechless.

He had poured in his heart and soul to apologize to Natasha. Yet, the latter did not care about his sincere apology at all.

She was behaving as coolly as she usually would.

Mark, however, breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Natasha acting as usual. Initially, he was concerned that she would quit due to the incident, but it seemed unlikely that she would!

He then inhaled deeply at the thought of that before he continued to think of ways to ride on her coattail.

Meanwhile, Natasha had been sitting on a chair for a while, lost in her thoughts. Finally, she decided to text Kenneth.

She texted him: You have two choices. Either you drive the car away, or I pay you the money for it.

Soon, she received a reply from Kenneth: Won’t it seem like I had forced you to buy the car if I took your money?

So you choose to drive the car away

the car had nothing to do with him as he replied: I’m not the one who bought the car. The money spent isn’t mine. Return it

Natasha was rendered speechless.

if she could simply return the car or

or not, the two solutions she suggested earlier seemed to be

on her laptop and carried out some procedures. After a few minutes, she sent Kenneth another text: I’ve transferred the money to you. Please check

that, she

be melodramatic. However, the truth was that during her divorce from Kenneth, she did not ask for anything from him. Mostly because she did not want him to use

it was the same situation at that

for her to get off work, Natasha saw the car parked

the choice of car

red – only

the car, she could only accept it as it

many during her drive

at her. And through their stares, she could

low profile. Thus, she was not quite

of money. Instead, it was because she liked sleeping during car rides. Yet, that was now ruined for

that thought, Natasha could not help but internally curse Kenneth and his

that she did not forget how to drive and managed to drive safely all the

she arrived at the condominium, she was greeted by the sight

out. “A Phantom! Since when did our

had just gotten out of the car when Benjamin finished

you back so early today?” Benjamin asked while blinking his eyes at the sight of

too, were looking at Natasha

you rob a bank, Nat?”

response. “Do I look that poor to

car?” Benjamin inquired again, his gaze fixed on the car. This particular model had long caught his attention. However, he had only received a toy model from Natasha. Thus, he felt like he was about to drool as he saw the actual car in front

could not tell them that Kenneth had forced it on her. Thus, after

was standing behind the triplets, was at first puzzled by Natasha’s words. Then, a look of disbelief was on his

red in color,” Benjamin deadpanned. “Do you really think it’s

more to Benjamin. Hence, she retorted, “What? Why can’t your grandfather drive a

his mouth after that. He kept walking around the car, inspecting every corner of it before asking, “Nat, can I

“It’s unlocked,” Natasha replied.

that, Benjamin immediately got into the car. He sat contentedly, not