You're Out Daddy

Chapter 156 You Came On Your Own To Be My Punching Bag

Watching her retreating figure made Kenneth feel suffocated.

He understood what he did was outrageous, and it would take a long time before she would forgive him.

But why can’t she give me a chance?

Why… Why do you have feelings for Zachary?

Rage flowed through him like lava, and he was about to blow his top at any minute.

The next second, he balled his fist and slammed it on the steering wheel.

Beep! Beep!

The piercing sound of his car honk reverberated through the residential area.

Natasha, who was in the elevator, heard the incessant and loud honking, her heart throttling in response.

At night, the bar was full of people.

In the middle of the dance floor, men and women seductively moved their bodies in what appeared to be a desperate attempt to vent their daily stresses and dissatisfaction.

Kenneth, however, could hardly fit in. He sat at the bar table, and before him were numerous glasses of alcohol. One shot after the other, he kept chucking down the drinks without any restraint.

His phone wouldn’t stop ringing, but Kenneth ignored it entirely. From the look of it, he had no intention of answering the calls.

His presence attracted many women who wanted to shoot their shots.

Expectedly, one would assume that Kenneth had a certain level of wealth, judging from how he looked and the way he dressed.

At the same time, there was a woman who stood in a corner and observed Kenneth for quite some time, thinking to herself that Kenneth’s handsome face was rewarding enough for her to spend the night with him, irrespective of whether he was rich. The thought of it excited her, and she adjusted her dress to show more of her skin. Afterward, she walked toward him seductively.

Even under the dim lights, her thick make-up managed to make

and didn’t even lift

closer toward him, and her slender hands started gliding across his shoulder intimately. “What’s wrong? Are you not happy? Do you need my company, or are you more interested

stared at her hand. His stare was glacial, and it sent chills down

off,” he replied

you think you are? Wait here. I’ll teach you a lesson.” After finishing her sentence,

seemed unfazed and continued

brutal, seemingly ready to pick

the tattooed man threatened. He lifted his hand and five sturdy, ripped men

They started approaching Kenneth.

Kenneth appeared to

sizing the latter up. Then, he toppled the glass

the spilled alcohol, Kenneth blinked his eyes slowly. Though his composure remained unchanged, the stare in his

I don’t know who your girlfriend is, I’ll give you a chance to

know who I am? I’m the boss here!

“Is that so?”

up and started to take off

as he mocked, “What? Do

men behind him. “How do you want to do this? One at a time? Or do all of you want

arm on Kenneth’s shoulder. “Let me tell you this. Don’t try to be boastful here in my territory. Do you believe that I can kill

cries. With that, the tattooed man

man’s hand forcefully and twisted it. His stare was gloomy and dark. “Tonight, it was

The tattooed man screamed, “B*stard! Let go

go of

enough, a loud cracking sound could be heard. Kenneth broke the tattooed man’s arm, causing the latter to let

man crippled onto the floor. Behind the

men behind him stared at Kenneth, who

waiting for?” the tattooed man screamed. “Who manages to kill him will get the right

blinded by fame and fortune,

the sound of glasses breaking