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.

She flirtatiously approached him. Even under the dim lights, her thick make-up managed to

even lift his gaze to look

to give up. She inched closer toward him, and her slender hands started gliding across his shoulder intimately. “What’s wrong? Are you not happy? Do you need my

Kenneth looked up and 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

unfazed and

by a buff, brawny man with tattoos all over his body. He looked tall and brutal, seemingly ready to pick a fight. The woman leaned on his chest in a kittenish manner. “Dear,

audacity to do so! I’ll make sure he never walks again,” the tattooed man threatened. He lifted his

They started approaching Kenneth.

Kenneth appeared to be

started sizing the latter up. Then, he toppled the glass held in Kenneth’s hand. “You’re the one who bullied

alcohol, Kenneth blinked his eyes slowly. Though his composure

is, I’ll give you a chance to apologize. If you refuse, I’ll teach you a lesson.” Kenneth

burst into laughter. “Apologize? Am I hearing this right? Do you know who I am? I’m the boss here! I’ll let you live if I

“Is that so?”

up and started to take

as

today,” Kenneth replied. He looked at the tattooed man and shifted his gaze to the men behind him. “How do you want to do this? One at a time? Or do all of you want to come at me at

feel the burn on his cheeks. Refusing to be humiliated, he walked forward and placed his 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

shrieking cries. With that, the

was gloomy and dark. “Tonight, it was

“B*stard! Let go

of

broke the tattooed man’s arm, causing

floor. Behind the latter, someone yelled,

stared at Kenneth, who was then adjusting

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

five men, blinded by fame and fortune, dashed toward

commotion ensued, and the sound of glasses breaking echoed