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?

choose

as he replied: I’m not the one who bought the car. The money spent isn’t mine. Return it to Grandpa if you

Natasha was rendered speechless.

her time with Kenneth if she could simply return the car or money to

thought, she concluded that no matter whether Liam accepted it or not, the two solutions she suggested earlier seemed to be

reply to Kenneth’s message. Instead, she turned on her laptop and carried out some procedures. After

she pocketed

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 his compensation as an excuse to get close to the children when he

same situation at that

for her to get off work,

seriousness, the choice

– only someone with Kenneth’s personality would choose such

the car, she

of many during

around to stare at her. And

she was used to keeping a low profile. Thus, she was not quite used to driving such an expensive

the reason why she refused to purchase cars for that many years was not a lack of money. Instead, it

Natasha could not help but internally

the wheel. The good news was that she did not forget

as she arrived at the condominium, she was greeted

Since when

just gotten out of the car when Benjamin finished his

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

too, were looking at Natasha

you rob a bank,

in response. “Do

car. This particular model had long caught his attention. However, he had only received a toy

Kenneth had forced it on her. Thus, after some thought, she said, “I wanted to change

was at first puzzled by Natasha’s

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 red

kept walking around the car, inspecting every corner of it before asking, “Nat,

“It’s unlocked,” Natasha replied.

Benjamin immediately got into the car. He sat contentedly, not daring to touch any of