You're Out, Daddy novel (Natasha and Kenneth) novel Chapter 304

Natasha wasn't surprised that Kenneth was aware of that. Since Fabian told her that Kenneth saw Shadow Seeker offering a reward online, she reckoned that the man had possibly known about it.

Sure enough, she was right.

However, she had never expected him to ask her in such a situation.

Her eyes that were initially glassy gradually cleared.

Pinning her gaze on him, she drawled, “So, you've been seducing me today, and simply for the sake of asking this question?”

Kenneth's lips curved into a self-deprecating smile. “Would you believe me if I say no?”

Natasha stared at him, her sanity gradually returning. Pulling away from the man's embrace, she got up and straightened her clothes. Then, she fell into deep contemplation.

Kenneth likewise got to his feet and looked at her. “Just pretend I never asked if you don't want to answer it.”

Indeed, it didn't matter much whether she answered the question then, for her first reaction had already given him the answer.

As an astute person, Kenneth definitely understood what her reaction meant.

After pondering for a while, Natasha asked in a low voice, “You've already guessed it, haven't you?”

In a flash, Kenneth's eyes narrowed into slits. Guessing the answer and hearing it in person are two different things.

Previously, he merely suspected it because he didn't believe in such coincidence in this world. After she had demanded to know about the tattoo from those people, Shadow Seeker, who hadn't made an appearance in many years, also posted a reward on the hacker website in search of that same tattoo. When he saw it back then, the link didn't occur to him. It was only when Denise went missing and she sat in front of the computer with her fingers flying across the keyboard did he connect the dots.

Despite it all, if she had denied it, he would have chosen to believe her.

However, she didn't do so.

On top of that, he knew full well the

significance of her admission.

Numerous people were looking for her, and a smidge of information on her was worth a king's ransom.

Therefore, her admission was tantamount to her entrusting her life to him.

As he gazed at her, he was still inexorably shocked despite having known the answer.

“You're admitting to it just like this, Nat?” Kenneth queried.

“Yeah.” Natasha nodded in a distinctly nonchalant manner.

Kenneth gaped at her, at a loss for words. A long moment later, he ventured, “Are you not afraid I'd betray you? No matter how much I demand in exchange for your identity, someone will be willing to pay for it.”

“Would you?” Natasha countered.

Of course not! Not only would I never betray her, but I'd even protect her well.

Kenneth strolled over to her. Training his eyes on her, he remarked, “I feel pressurized out of the blue.” “What do you mean?” “I've got to do my best to protect you in the future. How can I not feel pressurized?” Kenneth replied.

Following that, Natasha laughed.

“Who else knows your identity, Nat?” Kenneth inquired, his vigilance rearing its head right then.

“You, Grandpa, and Spencer,” Natasha answered.

“Spencer...” Kenneth muttered upon hearing that name, his voice tinged with a hint of dissatisfaction.

Gahl He actually learned about it earlier than I did.

As though perceiving his chagrin, Natasha asserted, “He once saved me, and I've also helped him previously. As such, he'll never betray me!"

“I naturally believe that he'll never betray you. I'm just jealous,” Kenneth admitted.

At once, words eluded Natasha.

“Nat, promise me that you'll never reveal your identity to a fourth person,” Kenneth urged, his eyes fixated on her.

“Is that all?” Natasha queried.

“That's all I got. But when I showed the guy the tattoo you posted online, his expression became very strange,” Kenneth elaborated.

“Strange?” “Yeah. That's why I believe that the tattoo is also a symbol of their organization. But I'm not sure what it signifies. It may likely indicate the person's identity, or it might be some sort of signal,” Kenneth surmised.

Pursing her lips, Natasha fell into deep contemplation.

Right then, she was almost certain that her father must have been inextricably linked to the organization. In fact, he was very likely one of its members.

However, she couldn't ascertain whether his death had something to do with them.

If it didn't have anything to do with them, why didn't they pursue the matter? And if otherwise... why did they kill him?

Seeing that she wasn't saying anything further, Kenneth continued, “Nat, I’m only telling you all this so that you have an idea of things. They're no innocent people but a bunch of mercenaries who kill without batting an eyelid. I know you're anxious to investigate your father's death, but listen to me—don't act rashly, much less alone.”

Natasha promptly lifted her eyes and gaped at him. “H-How did you know that?”

Lowering his eyes, Kenneth didn't bother hiding anything from her and spoke frankly. “Grandpa told me about your family, and I guessed it. Other than that, probably nothing else could have you so obsessed.”

Ah, so that's why. I thought he had remembered something.

Natasha's abnormality went unnoticed by the man. Instead, he stared straight into her eyes and vowed, “Nat, I promise I'll definitely help you get to the truth of your father's death. Please give me some time.”

Natasha merely gazed at him without responding.

How could I possibly involve him when I know the danger full well? He has sacrificed enough for me.

Subsequently, she flashed him a smile. “I’m sure you'll undoubtedly be a good father, Kenneth.”

Alas, Kenneth failed to perceive the implicit meaning behind her remark. With his gaze trained on her, he stated, “If you give me a chance, you'll know that I'm not only a good father, but also a good man who's worthy of your trust.”

Without speaking further, Natasha merely smiled at him.