Meanwhile, Kenneth got into the car that had arrived at the hospital’s entrance.

Fabian yawned and asked, “Where to, Mr. Hamilton?”

“I’ll go home and change first and will go to the office after that.”

Fabian then hit the road.

“Where’s the phone?” Kenneth asked.

Fabian immediately fished out the phone and handed it over. “Here you go. The battery’s fully charged.”

Kenneth switched on the phone and started scrolling.

Fabian asked while driving, “How is Ms. Jarman’s father?”

“He’s all right.”

Suddenly, something else popped up in Fabian’s mind. “There’s something I feel I should tell you, but I don’t know how to put it-”

“What is it?” Kenneth switched on the phone and received quite a number of notifications, but his eyes were drawn to Natasha’s message.

“It’s about you and Ms. Jarman. Yesterday, I-”

“Hold on!” Kenneth cut in before Fabian could finish his sentence. He then picked up the phone and made a call.

Natasha, who had just woken up, noticed Kenneth’s name on her phone. She did not feel like talking to him but eventually still answered his call. “What?”

“Natasha, where on earth did you get those money?”

“I robbed the bank.”

Her answer rendered Kenneth speechless. “You didn’t take Old Mr. Watson’s money, did you?”

“Excuse me? Do you think I’m that kind of person?” Natasha retorted.

Kenneth began to realize he did not know much about Natasha. “How did you know my bank account number?”

“Have you forgotten we were married? I don’t know you well, but I’ve seen your card before. Remembering the numbers, to me, is just a piece of cake. Don’t underestimate a programmer’s ability,” she replied.

Once again, Kenneth was at a loss for words.

Kenneth hanged up on her in a fit

a great weight was off her shoulders, Kenneth sent her a

rendered Natasha

Kenneth texted another message: I’ve canceled the card. Look

a loss for words. This man is just trying to flaunt

chair and knitted his brows. I guess I don’t really

bumpkin who did not have good taste in anything. But he had no idea

not help but ask: “Do programmers make a

answered, “Em, that’s

would a programmer take to earn

think programmers earn a lot, but they’re not super wealth.

at the explanation. “If that’s the case, where

smile. “I don’t think I have the answer to

brows and went deep in

Ms. Watson that rich?”

answering his question, Kenneth looked at

“Yes, Mr. Hamilton?”

Get me all the details about this woman, especially the things she did in the last couple of years. I want to get to the bottom of

Watson’s life like this? Doesn’t seem like a good move, though,” Fabian expressed his

believe you’re doing this because you’re concerned about Ms.

a nap

“Sure.”

eyes and took a

a sigh of

had arrived at his condominium. He then changed into a fresh pair of clothes and

entered the conference room and whispered in his ear. Kenneth frowned and said, “Let’s call it a day.” He then stood

him and went straight

Natasha sitting on the chair as if she

a box

fixed his gaze on the woman as

on the chair. “I hope I didn’t disturb

you mean?”

car is downstairs,”

told you to

how to deliver the money to Old Mr. Hamilton,” Natasha

you think I’ll

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