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.

woman, Kenneth hanged up on her in a fit

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

rendered Natasha

reply, Kenneth texted another message: I’ve canceled the card. Look for Grandpa if

This

sending the last text message, Kenneth leaned on the chair and knitted his brows. I guess I don’t really know much about

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

ask: “Do programmers make

“Em, that’s

would a programmer take to earn ten million?” Kenneth

it. “I think programmers earn a lot, but they’re not super

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

don’t think I have the answer to

brows and went deep

Watson that rich?” Fabian

his question, Kenneth looked at

“Yes, Mr. Hamilton?”

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

peer into Ms. Watson’s life like this? Doesn’t seem

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.

then looked away. “I’ll take a nap now. Wake me up

“Sure.”

closed his eyes and took

a sigh

had arrived at his condominium. He then changed

the conference room and whispered in his ear. Kenneth frowned and said,

him and went

saw Natasha sitting on the chair as if she had

was a

his gaze on the

turned around on the chair.

you mean?” Kenneth

car is downstairs,” Natasha

at him. “I told you to send the

knew how to deliver the money

you think I’ll accept

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