You're Out, Daddy novel (Natasha and Kenneth)

Chapter 220

Fabian replied, “It's all because of those bad rumors. The stock prices are plummeting, and the shareholders can't wait to get rid of Mr. Hamilton and run the company by themselves!” NôvelDrama.Org: owner of this content.

Worried that he might upset Natasha, he immediately added, “But there's no need for you to be worried. Mr. Hamilton has already expected all these. In fact, he wants to use this opportunity to get rid of the incapable ones. That's why he has yet to deal with the Lynch family. These people are no match for Mr. Hamilton. It's only a matter of time before they are gone!” Fabian sounded quite proud indeed.

Natasha narrowed her eyes when she heard that.

She looked at Fabian and asked, “Was moving the anniversary banquet forward part of his plan?” “That's right...” The answer tumbled out of Fabian's mouth too quickly before he realized it. In an instant, he was stunned.

He stared at Natasha. Will Ms. Watson misunderstand what I just said?

“No.” Fabian went on to explain himself, “While this was Mr. Hamilton's plan all along, his ultimate aim was to take revenge for you!”

Yes, that's right!

Natasha looked at him in silence without any emotion.

Fabian frowned. Why do I feel like the more I explain, the more information I'm leaking out?

“It's true that Mr. Hamilton is doing this for you...” said Fabian sincerely.

Natasha responded with a nod.

“It's true!” Fabian emphasized his point again because, judging from Natasha's expression, she did not appear to believe him.

Both Mr. Hamilton and Ms. Watson are about to get back together. If it's because of me that they don't, Mr. Hamilton will surely kill me.

The thought of it made a chill run down his

spine.

Looking at Fabian's worried expression, Natasha smiled and reassured him, “I got

However, for some strange reason, the calmer Natasha was, the more insecure Fabian felt.

“So, you won't blame Mr. Hamilton?” asked Fabian with a hopeful smile.

Natasha remained silent.

Just then, someone knocked on the door and called out, “Mr. Houde.”

Fabian walked over and had a few words with the person. He nodded before saying, “I understand.”

When he turned around and looked at Natasha, she said, “Go ahead with your work. Don’t worry about me.”

Fabian was about to open his mouth and say something, but he hesitated. In the end, he nodded and said, “Then, feel free to rest here. Mr. Hamilton will be back very soon.”

Natasha nodded.

With that, Fabian left the office.

Natasha drank her coffee with eyes void of emotions.

Before that, she had been curious why Kenneth was taking so long to deal with the Lynch family. It was not his style. Now, she realized that he was more abstruse than she knew him to be.

Everyone was a chess piece on his board, but they were all clueless.

However, as far as Natasha was concerned, there was no way she could stay out of it no matter what Kenneth was up to.

She just needed to do whatever was necessary.

A clear conscience was more important.

Just then, she noticed that there were two photographs displayed on Kenneth's table.

They were placed at an angle, so Natasha could not see the whole picture.

Out of curiosity, she got up and took a better look.

She was slightly startled when she saw the photos.

The first one had the three children in it and had been taken recently, most likely during an outing with Liam. The three young ones were smiling happily in that photograph.

Even Natasha could not help but smile when she looked at it.

When she saw the other photo, she was taken aback.

It was her.

Natasha rarely had her photograph taken because she always felt that she appeared unreal. However, she looked both familiar and strange in that photo.

She had no idea when the photograph had been taken, but judging from the angle, it had been done in secret.

Natasha had no recollection of this photo at all.

The most astonishing part of all was Kenneth displaying their photographs in his office.

Natasha was not someone who bothered with formalities. In fact, she hardly noticed the superficial stuff. It was the minor details that caught her eye and gave her that unique feeling.

Just as she was staring at the photographs in a daze, she heard someone shouting outside.

“Kenneth, who the hell do you think you are? Let me tell you something. I'm also a veteran of this company. What makes you think you can get rid of me just like that? Let go of me. Let go! Kenneth, just wait and see. I won't let you off!”

Outside Kenneth's office, the security guards were dragging a middle-aged man away. He kept yelling, but no one went up and helped him.

In the end, the security guards managed to get him out of the office.

As Natasha was watching, Kenneth pushed the door open and walked in.

Natasha looked at him with a smile and asked, “Is it settled? So soon?”

Kenneth glanced at the photo in her hand and began to undo the top few buttons of his shirt with one hand. He walked toward her with a smile, nodded, and asked, “How is it? It's beautiful, isn't it?”

Knowing that he was referring to the photograph, Natasha asked him pointedly, “When was this taken?”

“Take a guess,” Kenneth said with a grin.

There was no response from Natasha.

At that moment, the two of them were so close to one another that they were about to touch.

“What would you like to have for lunch?” asked Kenneth in that deep, husky, and masculine voice of his.

Natasha was unfazed. She looked him in the eyes and pretended to think about his question before answering, “Since you've achieved victory in such a massive chess game, Mr. Hamilton, we should celebrate it by going for a sumptuous meal.”

Kenneth was an intelligent man and immediately understood what she was talking about.

Raising his brows, he asked, “You know everything?”

“From your tone, was I not supposed to know, Mr. Hamilton?” Natasha asked with her brows raised and a calm expression.

“Of course not,” replied Kenneth as his gaze darkened. “I have no intention of hiding it from you. I just didn't manage to tell you in time. Furthermore, you weren't one of my pawns!”

“If I wasn't one of your pawns, then what was I?” Natasha was interested.

“You're my bottom line. One that no one is allowed to touch!” said Kenneth in all seriousness.

His answer rendered Natasha speechless.

She looked at him and did not know how to respond.

Natasha had thought of loads to tell him off. However, at that moment, her mind went blank, and nothing came out of her mouth.

True enough, Natasha was still unable to resist affectionate behavior from others.

In that instant, Kenneth cornered her and asked, “So, are you angry with me?”

Angry?Not really.

Natasha was not the petty type, but looking at Kenneth, she decided to play along.

“What do you think?” retorted Natasha with hardly any emotion.

Kenneth narrowed his eyes and bit his lip sexily while he was pondering her question. He then looked at her and asked, “Is there any way I can redeem myself? Perhaps...”