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.

that woman, Kenneth hanged up on

Natasha was relieved that a great weight was off her shoulders, Kenneth sent her a text: I’ve returned you the money.

rendered

could send him a reply, Kenneth texted another message: I’ve canceled the card. Look for Grandpa

for words. This man is just trying to

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

was a boring yet feisty country bumpkin who did not have good taste in anything. But he had no

“Do programmers make a lot

“Em, that’s what I

to earn ten

think programmers earn a lot, but they’re not super wealth. It might take them ten to twenty years to earn

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

don’t think I have the answer to your question, Mr.

his brows and went

that rich?” Fabian

answering his question, Kenneth

“Yes, Mr. Hamilton?”

did in the last couple of years. I want

sure you want to peer into Ms. Watson’s life like this? Doesn’t seem like a good move, though,” Fabian expressed

to shudder. “But I believe you’re doing this because you’re concerned about Ms. Watson’s life in the

“I’ll take a nap now. Wake

“Sure.”

closed his eyes

heaved a sigh

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

Fabian entered the conference room and whispered in his ear. Kenneth frowned and said, “Let’s call it a

went

the chair as

was a box beside

gaze on the woman as he walked

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

do you mean?” Kenneth

is downstairs,” Natasha

at him. “I told you

I knew how to deliver

think I’ll accept

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