You're Out Daddy

Chapter 787 The Triplets Set Off

Natasha pressed her lips into a thin line. “I know Vermillion Base has been picking trouble with you all recently, so I tried to hack into their internal server just now.”

When Kenneth heard that, he narrowed his eyes a fraction. “And?”

Instead of telling him about the end results, Natasha considered the matter briefly before starting, “In the past, I didn't make a move against Boss for real because he once saved me from General Will back at Vermillion Base. Besides, it was thanks to him that I discovered the truth about my father's death. But after the previous incident, I know all too well that there must be a close to this. Since there's no resolution, we can only take the initiative to attack. Only when one party is completely wiped out will this matter draw to an absolute end.”

At the mention of the truth, Kenneth's eyes darkened even as his cool and chiseled face stretched taut.

He had contemplated telling her the truth of the entire matter and was wavering about it of late. However, she had finally found the desire to live. He was afraid she would again be embroiled in hatred once he brought everything to light, fearing she would set out alone to exact revenge and end up being taken captive.

As a man himself, he understood Boss' thoughts all too well. He knows how Natasha would react upon learning the truth, but he doesn't give a fig since he merely wants her person.

At that thought, he suppressed the urge to tell Natasha the truth once more.

All I can do is tell her the truth after exacting revenge on her behalf.

Following that, he fixed his eyes on her. “Dave and I can handle this, Nat.”

Natasha lifted her eyes to meet his. “Do you not believe me?”

“Of course, I do. Your capabilities are evident to all. But then, let us men handle our own matters!” Kenneth insisted.

“If it were anything else, I wouldn't have bothered to do anything. But I'm the reason for the conflict between you and Boss, so I can't just sit back and do nothing,” Natasha muttered.

“I know you're used to being independent, Nat. But you've got to understand that we are one. There's no need to draw such a clear distinction line. The reason isn't important. What matters is that you must believe that your man can resolve it. Okay?” Kenneth asked, arching a brow.

Natasha stared at him. “I've always believed in your capabilities.”

“So, you've agreed, then?”

Natasha's brows knitted together. “I can promise you not to go on the frontlines, but I want to back you up at the rear. Satisfied now?”

Upon hearing her reply, Kenneth bobbed his head. “Yeah. I agree if you want to fight alongside me!”

Holding his gaze, Natasha grinned.

Kenneth reached out and pulled her into his arms.

As she rested against his chest, his gaze dimmed a shade. “Nat...”

“Hmm?”

Kenneth stared down at her. “There's something I want to tell you. If all goes well, I'll tell you about it when the dust has settled.”

“What is it?” Natasha questioned.

“I'll tell you when the time comes,” Kenneth promised softly.

The corners of Natasha's mouth curled up. “How mysterious,” she murmured without giving it much thought. Resting against the man's chest, she gazed out into the distance, feeling entirely relaxed.

“Oh yes, you haven't told me what unexpected thing you did earlier,” Kenneth uttered with his eyes trained on her, as he suddenly recalled that matter.

Natasha's gaze flickered. Subsequently, she looked up at him. “It's a secret. I'm not telling you either.”

Immediately, a frown marred Kenneth's countenance.

Natasha remained silent, merely stretching out her hands at him and melting into his embrace with a smile.

They both stared into the distance as a gentle breeze blew past their ears, bringing along a rustling sound.

In the afternoon, the few people who were leaving geared up for departure.

On the lawn before the helicopter, the triplets shouldered a backpack each. They appeared striking and cool. Denise looked at Natasha. “Don't miss me too much, Nat.”

“Don't worry, I won't. Even if you were to run away from home, I wouldn't miss you.”

“Am I still your precious darling?” Denise whined.

“I can have another precious darling.”

The instant Denise heard that, her eyes went as wide as saucers. With her eyes pinned on Natasha's belly, she shrieked excitedly, “So, you're going to give birth to a baby sister for me?”

Her voice caught the attention of everyone around them, including Thalia.

The latter swung her gaze at Natasha. “Is that true?”

Natasha hastily clapped a hand over Denise's mouth and flashed them a sheepish smile. “Don't mind her.”

Thalia headed over with a dubious look in her eyes, looking Natasha up and down. “Really? Or are you trying to fool me?”

“Spencer should know whether I'm pregnant or not, right?” Natasha countered, turning to look at Spencer.

After her words rang out, however, several pairs of eyes turned her way. It was not until then that she realized the statement sounded weird and promptly explained, “He just gave me a checkup two days ago!”

Only when she had clarified it did everyone nod in understanding.

At that, Denise pushed Natasha's hand away. Pouting, she griped, “I thought you were going to give me a sister, Nat. But it turned out I was rejoicing over nothing.”

Before Natasha could reply to that, Kenneth interjected beside her, “This is my bad. Don't worry, Denise. I'll definitely work hard so that your mommy can give you a baby sister, okay?”

“Really?” Denise's eyes lit up when she heard that.