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.

you alone?” She flirtatiously approached him. Even under the dim lights, her thick make-up managed to make her face glimmer

even lift his gaze to look

not willing 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 company, or are you more interested

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

off,” he

aback. “B*stard! Who do you think you are? Wait here. I’ll teach you a lesson.” After finishing her sentence, the

unfazed

buff, brawny man with tattoos all over his body. He looked tall and brutal, seemingly ready to

he never walks again,” the tattooed

They started approaching Kenneth.

approaching, Kenneth appeared to be unbothered

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

his composure remained unchanged, the stare in his eyes

chance to apologize. If you refuse, I’ll

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

“Is that so?”

stood up and started to

lightly as he mocked, “What?

to the men behind him. “How do you want to do this? One at a

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

quickly turned into shrieking cries. With that,

twisted it. His stare was gloomy and dark. “Tonight, it was you who came on your

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

of you?” Kenneth

could be heard. Kenneth broke the tattooed man’s arm, causing the latter to let out an ear-piercing shriek that reverberated throughout

man crippled onto the floor. Behind the latter, someone yelled, “Go! Beat that

at Kenneth, who

manages to kill him will get the

by fame

sound of glasses breaking echoed throughout the