You're Out, Daddy novel (Natasha and Kenneth) novel Chapter 1002

Holden's eyes were filled with ruthless coldness, and his handsome face looked somber. At the same time, he was exuding a cold aura.

Kyle looked at him, finally understanding why he had brought that matter up all of a sudden. In all matters, he always displays an attitude of indifference, but when it comes to revenge, he is never ambiguous.

“So, you came with me because of this?” Kyle asked in a low, hoarse voice.

Holden didn't deny it. His cold eyes were filled with a bloodthirsty chill when he said, “Only when he's dead will this matter be truly over.”

Kyle looked at him, pondering for a few seconds. A meaningful look flashed through the depths of his dark eyes. At that moment, he instantly understood something. All these years, his determination had never wavered, not even by the slightest bit.

Kyle looked at him, his hand resting casually on the couch, his legs casually crossed. His pitch-black pupils were like an unseen purgatory, sending chills down one's spine.

After much hesitation, Kyle couldn't help but ask, “Holden, what if Kenneth's fate was worse than death? Would you still insist on taking his life?”

Holden lazily lifted his eyelids, looking at Kyle as he asked, “What do you mean by that?”

In response, Kyle sized Holden up carefully and answered, “Let me put it this way. If, in the process of hunting him down, you caused him serious injury, and now he's lying in bed, reduced to a vegetative state. Would you still insist on taking his life?”

Holden's calm face remained as serene as ever when he heard that. However, the upward curve of his lips held a profound sneer. “Rest assured. I won't give him the chance to be in a vegetative state. I'll send him on his way directly to spare him a fate worse than death.”

The answer was clear as day.

Kyle gave a barely perceptible nod in response.

“Why are you suddenly asking about this?” Holden looked up at him and asked, a hint of curiosity in his cool voice.

Kyle shook his head, casually concealing his downcast expression. He looked at Holden and feigned nonchalance, saying, “It's just that this thought suddenly flashed through my mind, so I thought I'd ask.”

Holden looked up, his deep, narrow eyes fixed on Kyle. He slowly furrowed his brows, then, after a moment, his expression softened. In a low voice, Holden said, “You'll have to bear with me for the next few days. I might not be able to handle everything here.”

Kyle chuckled softly, teasing him, “You talk as if you've managed this before.”

“That's different. Whether it matters or not, I still have to say it. I can't lose the argument.” Holden also reined in his emotions, and the two began to banter.

Kyle laughed and nodded. “All right. Just go ahead with your work. You don't need to worry about this place. I'm here.”

Holden heard those words and nodded. “It's settled, then.” With that, he stood up. “I'm leaving.”

Watching his retreating figure, Kyle's gaze was profound. “If there's any news about Kenneth, remember to tell me so I can make time.”

“No need.” Holden waved his hand directly. “I can do it alone.”

“What are you talking about?”

Suddenly, Holden turned around, his hands in his pockets, his tall figure exuding a sense of contentment. “Over the years, my grudge with him has escalated to involve our two organizations. We've both suffered considerable losses, both overtly and covertly. Therefore, I plan to resolve this myself. These gang disputes should come to an end.”

“What do you mean?” Kyle asked him in a low voice.

“Kyle, you're getting old. Your ears aren't working well anymore!” Holden teased him.

“Cut the cr*p. I'm in my prime now.”

Holden couldn't help but laugh, his handsome face filled with unrestrained mirth.

“Back to the main point—”

“I know what you're about to say,” Holden interrupted him. His expression was somber and restrained when he added, “Kyle, don't make me the villain.”

“No one will blame you.”

“It's precisely because no one blames me that I should be more self-aware,” he said.

As soon as those words fell, Kyle's eyebrows furrowed.

“All right. I've made up my mind. It's settled. If needed, I'll ask for your help.” Holden looked at him, his narrow eyes half-closed, his gaze casually sweeping over him, appearing remarkably indifferent.

Eventually, Kyle took a deep breath and nodded. “All right. I understand.”

Holden chuckled. “I'm off. Remember, if those three show up, call me in advance!”

“Do you really like children that much?”