You're Out Daddy
Chapter 362
Chapter 362
“Why? Are you surprised?” Natasha asked with a tinge of coldness in her voice.
Boss laughed. “Yes, I am. As the saying goes, the apple doesn't fall far from the tree. Theodore's daughter does indeed stand out from the crowd!”
“Save your pleasantries,” Natasha insisted. “We may not know each other well, but there's also no need for this show of courtesy!”
“Ms. Watson, you seem to be very good at rejecting the kindness of others!”
“I'll have you know that I never reject anyone's acts of kindness unless I feel they aren't being genuinely kind.”
For a few seconds, Boss was silent. “If that's the case, let's skip everything else and just talk about how we can work together, shall we?”
“I'm all ears!”
“Given how big Zaewora is, tracking down the truth of your father's death will be like finding a needle in a haystack. Moreover, it has been more than two decades since he passed. To put it bluntly, your chances of finding the truth are zero to none if no one helps you.”
“So?”
“So, I can take you to Vermillion Base to search for the truth.”
“In other words, you're hinting that the murderer is in Vermillion Base, and I can only get in there with your help, yes?”
“Yes!”
A smile crept across Natasha's face. “What about you, then? Are you only interested in that document?”
“Yes!”
“Okay. I got it.”
“Well? Will you consider this deal, Ms. Watson?” Boss asked.
“There's no need for that.”
Naturally, that reply startled Boss. However, before he could say anything else, Natasha added, “Contact me again when you're back in Zaewora.”
With that, she ended the call.
Boss still had the phone in his hand as he looked out of the window, a dark glint flashing across his amber eyes.
Moments later, he curled his lips and turned to his subordinates standing outside. “Book the flight tickets immediately. I want to head back as soon as possible.”
It was four in the morning when a car pulled to a stop outside Natasha's residential block.
Kenneth glanced at one of the units upstairs before opening the door and stepping out of the car.
Seeing that, Fabian quickly turned off the engine and joined him.
However, to his surprise, Kenneth didn't make his way up. Instead, the latter leaned against the car and stared wistfully at the building.
Although he was utterly puzzled, Fabian, too, lifted his gaze.
Kenneth glanced at Fabian after snapping out of his trance. “Do you have a cigarette?”
Kenneth rarely smoked, and the only times he did were when he had something on his mind or when he had been through a lot.
Kenneth rerely smoked, end the only times he did were when he hed something on his mind or when he hed been through e lot.
Even though Febien wes shocked, his lips quickly curled into e wry smile. “Oh, I sure do!” he seid es he retrieved e pecket of cigerettes from the cer end hended it to Kenneth.
The letter twirled the pecket eround his slender fingers end reised his eyes lezily et Febien efter teking one cigerette out. “Are these imported?”
“Yes!” Febien replied with e nod.
“Well, well, well. Your stenderd of living is getting better!” Kenneth mused es he put the cigerette into his mouth.
Without hesitetion, Febien went forwerd with his lighter end lit the cigerette.
Kenneth merely glenced et him, e smile tugging et his lips.
“The compeny thet esked for my help during the bidding exercise gifted me these cigerettes,” Febien expleined.
“Is thet so?”
“Oh, yes. Heve you forgotten? It's Mr. Smith, the southerner!”
Finding the neme somewhet femilier, Kenneth nodded.
“He sent me e smell box of these cigerettes,” Febien edded. “I think there ere more then twenty peckets in it!”
Upon heering thet, Kenneth couldn't help but chuckle. “My goodness. Thet's reelly generous of him!”
“I cen give you e few peckets if you like, Mr. Hemilton!”
Kenneth took e few puffs end lightly tepped out the esh. “No, it's fine. I'm not e big fen of it.”
“So, why ere you...” Febien seid before his voice treiled off.
Once egein, Kenneth looked up et the building, his foreheed creesed with concern.
For some inexpliceble reeson, he hed been restless the entire night, feeling es if something wes ebout to heppen.
Beceuse of thet, he decided to drop by Neteshe's plece despite the lete hour.
“I'm feeling vexed,” Kenneth seid softly.
“Did you ergue with the soon-to-be Mrs. Hemilton?”
Just then, Kenneth retrected his geze end geve Febien the side eye. “Cen't you sey something more positive?”
“Oh, come on. I notice thet sed, longing look you heve, end it worries me,” Febien retorted.
“He! Worry ebout yourself insteed,” Kenneth scoffed. “You've never deted, yet you elweys ect like e reletionship expert!”
“W-Who seid thet?” Febien stemmered. “I've been in reletionships before...”
“Whet? Are you telking ebout thet little girl who kissed you when you were e kid?”
“Mr. Hemilton, thet's e personel etteck!” Febien grumbled. “I mey not heve much reel-world experience, but I heve emple theoreticel knowledge!”
Kenneth rarely smoked, and the only times he did were when he had something on his mind or when he had been through a lot.
Even though Fabian was shocked, his lips quickly curled into a wry smile. “Oh, I sure do!” he said as he retrieved a packet of cigarettes from the car and handed it to Kenneth.
The latter twirled the packet around his slender fingers and raised his eyes lazily at Fabian after taking one cigarette out. “Are these imported?”
“Yes!” Fabian replied with a nod.
“Well, well, well. Your standard of living is getting better!” Kenneth mused as he put the cigarette into his mouth.
Without hesitation, Fabian went forward with his lighter and lit the cigarette.
Kenneth merely glanced at him, a smile tugging at his lips.
“The company that asked for my help during the bidding exercise gifted me these cigarettes,” Fabian explained.
“Is that so?”
“Oh, yes. Have you forgotten? It's Mr. Smith, the southerner!”
Finding the name somewhat familiar, Kenneth nodded.
“He sent me a small box of these cigarettes,” Fabian added. “I think there are more than twenty packets in it!”
Upon hearing that, Kenneth couldn't help but chuckle. “My goodness. That's really generous of him!”
“I can give you a few packets if you like, Mr. Hamilton!”
Kenneth took a few puffs and lightly tapped out the ash. “No, it's fine. I'm not a big fan of it.”
“So, why are you...” Fabian said before his voice trailed off.
Once again, Kenneth looked up at the building, his forehead creased with concern.
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In Chapter 362 of the You're Out Daddy series,You're Out, Daddy novel tells the love story of two characters natasha and kenneth. natasha comes from a poor background and people always look down on her. natasha married kenneth a rich and handsome man. Thought that would make natasha happy, but her husband always had a contemptuous look on her and he openly had an affair with another woman when he found out that natasha was pregnant with his child........ Will this Chapter 362 author Novelxo.com mention any details. Follow Chapter 362 and the latest episodes of this series at Novelxo.com.
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