You're Out Daddy

Chapter 60

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.

hanged up on her in a

off her shoulders, Kenneth sent her a text: I’ve returned you the

message rendered

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

at a loss for words. This man is just trying

Kenneth leaned on the chair and knitted his brows. I

the Natasha he knew was a boring yet feisty country bumpkin who did not have good taste in anything. But he

could not help but ask: “Do programmers make a lot

answered, “Em, that’s what

take to earn ten million?” Kenneth queried

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

the case, where

a wry smile. “I don’t think I have the answer to your question,

knitted his brows and went deep in

Watson that

answering his question, Kenneth looked

“Yes, Mr. Hamilton?”

Get me all the details about this woman, especially the things she did in the last

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

him, causing Fabian to shudder. “But I believe you’re doing this because you’re concerned about Ms. Watson’s life in the past. All right, I got it. I’ll see to

then looked away. “I’ll take a nap

“Sure.”

closed his eyes and took

a sigh

quick bath after he had arrived at his condominium. He then changed into a fresh pair of clothes and went straight

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

and went straight to his

the chair as if she had

was a box beside

the woman as

the chair. “I

do you

car is downstairs,”

told you to

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

think I’ll accept

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