You're Out Daddy

Chapter 621

Spencer was still in the lab when Kenneth returned.

There were various tubes and bottles all over the table and beakers full of mysterious-looking liquid. Spencer had a serious expression on his face that made it hard for anyone to guess how the experiments were going.

Suddenly, Kenneth walked in and placed a cup of coffee in front of him.

Spencer looked up and his tense expression relaxed at the sight of Kenneth.

“Thanks,” he said.

Kenneth glanced at him. “I heard that you've been in here for a whole day. Any progress?”

“Yes,” Spencer replied. He continued to look at Kenneth as he replied, “I've done a full test on Nat's blood. There are traces of poison, but I've never seen anything like it. I've asked a lot of other labs, but none have any information on the poison, which means it was specifically made. So far, I haven't been able to figure out its components.”

Kenneth's frown gradually deepened as Spencer spoke. “So what does that mean?”

“It means you'd better mentally prepare yourself. Seems like this is going to be a long battle,” Spencer replied coldly.

“What about the antidote?”

The antidote was something that Kenneth had gone into the lion's den for. It wasn't a hundred percent foolproof, but it was the only chance they had so far.

Spencer placed the medicine on the table. “I've already done a test on all the medicine you brought back and I've also sent the components to other labs overseas for them to help figure it out as well. So far, we've already crossed three off the list. Out of these three, there are two poisons and one antidote, but it's not the corresponding antidote to what Nat has.”

“I took all of them as a precaution in case Boss was lying, but he did say that one of them is the antidote,” Kenneth said.

“Don't worry just yet. That so-called antidote is still being tested. The components are quite complicated, so it will take some time.”

“How long?” Kenneth asked.

Spencer took a sip of the coffee and stretched his tense muscles. After a brief pause, he finally replied, “Well, if I pull another all-nighter and keep working on it without any sleep, I should be able to tell you by tomorrow night.”

Kenneth's expression became serious as he stepped closer to Spencer. “Alright. Thanks in advance.”

Spencer stopped drinking his coffee and stared at Kenneth in surprise.

What kind of dictator does one have to be to say something like that?

He took a deep breath and stared at Kenneth directly. “I haven't eaten or drunk anything today.”

Kenneth just looked at him. “Aren't you drinking coffee right now?”

Spencer looked at the coffee in his hand and paused incredulously before looking at Kenneth again. “This is the first thing I've had all day. My stomach is still empty!”

Kenneth nodded, looking as if he had finally understood what Spencer meant. “I'll get someone to deliver some food in a minute.”

Spencer was rendered speechless.

He smirked coldly as he looked at Kenneth. “As expected of a capitalist. You're all vampires.”

Kenneth looked back at him seriously. “Spencer, you know how important this is to me. Nat's life is in your hands right now. You're going to have to power through this.”

Spencer's brow finally relaxed and he nodded. “That's more like it. At least that sounds human. Don't worry. Nat is your girl, but she's my friend too. I would do my best even if you didn't ask.”

Spencer put his coffee down and began fiddling with the tubes and beakers once again.

Kenneth nodded without planning to disturb Spencer further and got ready to leave.

“By the way, I know we're all worried about your girlfriend right now, but don't forget about...” Spencer suddenly cut himself off.

Kenneth looked back as his gaze swept across Spencer's face. Even without finishing his sentence, Kenneth knew what he meant.

“Don't worry. Dave has everything under control. Your girlfriend is in good hands,” Kenneth replied.

Spencer's expression shifted uncomfortably. “That's not what I meant. She just saved my life, so I kind of owe her one-”

Kenneth looked at him knowingly. “Whatever you say. It's none of my business,” he said before leaving.

As the door closed, Spencer frowned slightly. For some weird reason, Kenneth's stare had made Spencer feel strangely guilty.

...

That night, Natasha was trying to sleep when she turned around and saw the man sitting next to her.

She woke up when she caught sight of what he was toying with and sat next to him.

“Can't sleep?” she asked gently.

He turned around. “Sorry, did I wake you?”

“You were so quiet that you nearly gave me a heart attack just sitting here,” Natasha teased.

He took a deep breath. “Still, sorry. Go back to sleep. It's still early.”

Natasha smiled in reply. “I'm not tired anymore. I'll stay up with you for a bit,” she said as she watched him fiddle with the box in his hand. “I've been seeing you hold onto this since you came back with Dave. What is it?”

His slender, bony fingers toyed around with the box as his inky gaze darkened even further.