You're Out, Daddy novel (Natasha and Kenneth) novel Chapter 152

The kids left Natasha's room and gathered in Anthony's room.

They formed a mysterious team.

“Oh, that was scary. I thought Nat would ask about the day of the accident! If she did ask us about it, I don't have an inkling of what to tell her,” Denise said as she breathed a sigh of relief.

“That was what I thought, too. I came up with an excuse but ended up not having to use it,” Benjamin revealed with a shrug.

Anthony gazed at them. “Nat didn't ask us because she knew everything. She doesn't want to stress us out.”

Benjamin nodded in agreement.

Right then, something occurred to Denise. She looked up and asked, “By the way, Tony, how did your meeting with Thalia go?”

Benjamin looked at Anthony earnestly. “Did you not show up these few days

because you were with Thalia?”

Anthony gave a curt nod. “Yes, that's right.”

Benjamin urged, “So you were together when Daddy ran into trouble?”

Anthony nodded yet again.

Benjamin grew curious. “What happened? Tell us now!”

Denise was also staring at Anthony keenly. They had been bored these few days.

Thus, Anthony told them what had happened to him these past few days in detail.

After he came to an end, Denise started, “Oh, that was dangerous and thrilling. That person is so evil! I'll teach him a lesson when I grow up!”

“I don't think he'll survive till then,” Anthony remarked calmly.

He was right. Nevertheless, Denise was still furious.

Benjamin asked, “You must be worried

when you saw Mommy getting hurt.”

Anthony said nothing.

I can imagine Tony's feelings. If I were in his shoes, I would have been extremely anxious, too. Tony bore the responsibility on our behalf!

Denise looked at Anthony. “Tony, thank you.”

Anthony flashed a smile. As he wasn't prone to being sentimental, he quickly changed the topic. “By the way, I still haven't told you about something.”

“What is it?”

“Thalia doesn't know about both of you,” Anthony said.

Benjamin and Denise shared a look.

“You can decide whether you want to let her know of your existence,” Anthony added.

Denise giggled. “How is Thalia?” “You'll find out when you meet her later,” Anthony said. It was hard for him to describe Thalia's personality in words.

“Where is she now?”

Anthony pointed at the floor.

Denise's brows knitted together. “What do you mean?”

“She's downstairs right now?” Benjamin asked.

Anthony bobbed his head.

“My god!” Denise gasped. “Aren't you afraid Nat might discover her identity?”

Anthony replied calmly, “I don't think we can keep this a secret for long. Besides, I think Nat has already discovered her identity.” His intuition told him that.

Denise and Benjamin were at a loss for words.

“I'll try confessing to Nat later,” Anthony said.

The other two pondered over it briefly before nodding in unison.

“Oh, about Kenneth...” Anthony trailed off and turned to look at Denise. “Don't call him Daddy for the time being.”

When he spotted Natasha outside the door, he stretched his arms wide and lunged toward her. “Nat? It has been ages since we last met! Oh, I've missed you...”

Before he could lay a hand on her, Natasha blocked his advance with her arm.

“Spencer, stop it.”

Spencer Teal's face fell. “Why are you still as boring as ever? No man will fall in love with you!” He retracted his arms and turned to head into his room.

Natasha went into the room after him.

The room was filled with a faint liquor scent.

A row of expensive liquor was lined up on the table. Spencer went over and poured himself a glass. He turned at his shoulder to glance at Natasha. “Want some?”

“No, thanks,” Natasha rejected his offer.

Spencer saw that coming, so he downed his drink in one gulp calmly.

However, he didn't forget to observe Natasha. “You're still as boring as ever, but you've grown prettier now. I told you you'll look stunning if you bother dressing up.”

Natasha ignored his comment and went to the couch. She sat down and asked, “When did you arrive?”

“I rushed here after receiving your text, but you only showed up two days later.” Spencer refilled his glass and went to join her on the couch. He had barely sat down when his brows snapped together. “Are you injured?”

Natasha remained silent.

“Don't try to lie to me. I can tell you what medicine you used. Try me,” Spencer warned.

Natasha's lips curved. “No wonder you're known as a miracle doctor in the underground circles.”

“What happened?”

“I'm fine. Just a few scratches, that's all,” Natasha assured him.

“Who did this to you? Does he have a death wish?” Spencer growled in a low voice as a gleam of malice appeared in his gaze.

“That person has been punished for his deeds. Don't worry,” came Natasha's answer.

The tense expression on Spencer's face eased a little. He glanced at her hand hidden underneath the sleeves of her coat. “Your hand is in pain again?”