You're Out Daddy

Chapter 499

At that moment, Natasha was no longer the type of person who would lose her temper and rationality upon receiving a piece of news like that.

She didn't miss the look of hatred that flashed past Boss' eyes. In fact, it seemed as though he hated Will more than her.

Staring at him, she smiled indifferently. “Is that so?”

Despite the coldness in her smile, her voice was pleasant, especially when she uttered the last word.

“You don't believe me?” he asked.

“Do you think your words still hold any value to me?” Natasha spat, her face clearly portraying her unwillingness to believe him.

After taking a deep breath, Boss spoke with a hoarse voice. “I admit, I wanted to use you, but I've never wanted to hurt you.”

“Never?” Mockery was seen in her eyes.

Pursing his lips, he corrected, “After I met you.”

Natasha sneered, “Yet you tried to use me as a meat shield to block bullets previously.”

As Boss stared at her, he uttered one word at a time, “That's because those bullets wouldn't hit you.”

Her gaze remained fixed on him as she pursed her lips.

He studied her. “If my guess is correct, that accident was perpetrated by someone.”

It wasn't necessary for him to spell out who for Natasha to know who he was talking about.

She was still pursing her lips as she stared at him silently and alertly.

That suspicion had crossed her mind at the time, but she didn't expect him to think so, too. I never expected him to connect the dots. Even though he already has suspicions, he still never expressed them. He's definitely very shrewd.

The edges of Boss' mouth suddenly curved upward as he stared at the silent Natasha and tried to act casually. “Don't worry; I don't mean anything else by that. I just want to tell you I'm not going to deny the fact that I used you, but I've never had any intentions of hurting you.”

“Why?” she blurted.

Why? That made him ponder for a moment before he answered, “I'm not sure why. Maybe because you're different from any other woman I've met before?”

“Is it really because I'm different from other women, or is it just because you can use me to help you deal with General Will?” Her eyes flickered as she suddenly asked.

Boss stared at her, stunned.

Natasha met his gaze unwaveringly. With a faint smile, she said in a certain tone, “You seem to hate him more than me.”

It was his turn to stay silent.

Moments later, he confessed under her stare, “Yes, I do hate him. So much so that I wish I could kill him.”

She remained silent as she stared at him slyly.

It was her turn to listen to a story.

Hatred flashed past Boss' eyes before he recounted slowly, “I had a sister a few years younger than me. When she was ten, I went on a mission. However, when I returned, I heard General Will had brought her out, and she was caught by the enemy. She was then killed by them.”

As a mother, Natasha felt sorry for him when she heard that.

If it were her children who suffered that fate, she would've lost her mind.

To her surprise, Boss smiled nonchalantly. “Guess what happened next? One time, I accidentally overheard a conversation between someone and a person who went on that same mission with General Will. It turns out that General Will intentionally left my sister there before running away. He used a child to ensure he could escape successfully.”

Even though he was smiling, the hatred in his eyes was bone-chilling.

“At first, I thought that just wasn't true. However, after I kidnapped everyone who went out on the same mission as General Will and interrogated them, they all gave me the same answer. So, do you understand why I hate him now?” he asked before uttering one word at a time. “Not only do I hate him, but I'll also definitely kill him!”

Staring at him, Natasha could sympathize with the hatred he felt. However, the only difference was that she didn't know whether it was true.

After all, he hadn't been entirely truthful in front of her before, all to achieve his own goals.

Seeing how she was staying silent, Boss said, “Haven't you always wanted to know what my goal is? Well, this is it. I will drag him down from the throne he sits on right now and let him have a taste of despair. Then I will kill him and cut up his body, one piece at a time, and use him to pay homage to my sister! So, technically, both of us are on the same side. We both have the same goal.”

Natasha looked away. “How do I know what you're saying is true or not?”

“It doesn't matter if my story is true. All that matters is that yours is!” With that said, he pulled out his phone, tapped on the screen a few times, and stared at her.

A recording began to play. A conversation between him and Will was heard.

“She won't let this matter go if she learns you're the one who proposed to kill her parents, General Will.”

“So what? Do you think I'm afraid of a woman?”

“But...”

“When we get the money, we'll kill her too, Boss. This loose end shouldn't have lived for this long,” Will ordered coldly.

It was then the recording ended.

Boss stared at her. “You've seen General Will. This is what I recorded after you left that day. The proof you want has been lost to time, but maybe this will suffice?”