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 to drive the car away

made it clear that the car had nothing to do with him as he replied: I’m not the one who bought the car. The money spent

Natasha was rendered speechless.

Kenneth if she could simply return the

that no matter whether Liam accepted it or not, the two solutions she suggested

some procedures. After a few minutes, she sent Kenneth another text: I’ve transferred the

she pocketed

trying to 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

was the same situation

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

seriousness, the choice

bright red – only someone with Kenneth’s personality would choose such

did not really like the car, she could only accept it

many during her drive

turn around to stare at her. And through their stares, she could feel their admiration for

a low profile. Thus, she was not quite used to driving

reason why she refused to purchase cars for that many years was not a lack of money. Instead, it was because she liked sleeping during car

thought, Natasha could not help

the wheel. The good news was that she did not forget how to drive and managed to drive safely

the condominium, she was greeted by the

out. “A Phantom! Since when did our

of the car when Benjamin

so early today?” Benjamin asked while blinking his

were looking at Natasha

rob a bank, Nat?”

rolled her eyes in response. “Do I look that poor to

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

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

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

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

to explain more to Benjamin. Hence, she retorted, “What? Why can’t your grandfather drive a red car? Isn’t it

He kept walking around the car, inspecting every corner of it before asking, “Nat, can I take a seat in

“It’s unlocked,” Natasha replied.

the car. He sat contentedly, not daring to