You're Out, Daddy novel (Natasha and Kenneth) novel Chapter 450

After entering the room, Natasha took off her shoes at the doorway and walked inside.

She sat on the chair with her slender legs crossed. With one hand supporting her chin, she gazed outside while wearing a tight frown, seemingly in deep thought.

A few moments later, she regained her senses and shifted her eyes to the newly purchased items on the table. She got to her feet, took out a can of drink from the grocery bag, and narrowed her eyes at the name on the can. Hopefully, they will see this.

With that thought in her mind, Natasha opened the can and poured the drink into the pond before throwing the empty can into the rubbish bin.

She then casually tied her hair into a bun and went into the bathroom.

When she exited the bathroom half an hour later, she had changed into a more comfortable casual sports attire with her hair hanging freely on her back. Despite being a mother of three children, she had the appearance of a pure and innocent maiden with a hint of maturity lacing her beauty.

She had wanted to take a shower, but she went downstairs in search of food instead, as she suddenly felt a little hungry.

When she descended to the first floor of the hotel, she ordered some food and sat at a table next to the window to enjoy her meal.

At that moment, a commotion erupted behind her.

She turned her head around and saw a knife-wielding man dressed in the hotel employee's uniform chasing after Boss.

She raised her eyebrows slightly in surprise.

What is this? An assassination?

Natasha continued to enjoy her food unperturbedly. She did not show any inclination to call anyone to help Boss and merely resumed eating while watching the scene.

The two men fought in the corridor. When Boss noticed Natasha and how she looked at them in amusement, he knitted his brows. As he was distracted, his opponent managed to take the opportunity of the split second to stab a knife into his chest.

“Argh!” Boss returned to his senses and furrowed his brows at the sight of the knife protruding from his chest.

Even though he was infuriated, there was nothing he could do because he was at a disadvantage.

However, just as the killer was about to end Boss' life with a final hit, Boss struggled mightily until his face turned crimson.

Natasha could have rescued Boss if she had provided him with the slightest assistance. Still, she remained an observer and ate her meal in a relaxed manner, showing no desire to lend a helping hand.

Instead, the amused look in her eyes intensified.

Inexplicable complex emotions glinted in Boss' eyes as he gave her the side-eye.

In the end, Boss was gradually overwhelmed in the brawl as his muscles grew weaker. Just as the assassin was about to stab the knife into Boss' eyes, a loud bang sounded. The man threatening to end Boss' life froze with his widened eyes fixating on Boss.

Bang! Bang!

Two more gunshots rang out. Blood gushed out from the killer's mouth as his grip around the knife slowly slackened. He ultimately fell to the floor with his eyes still open as he expired in reluctance.

Someone jogged over a few seconds later. “Boss, how are you? Are you all right?”

Boss did not respond, seemingly used to experiencing such situations. He stared at the man on the floor and said, “Get rid of him.”

“Got it.”

Boss applied pressure on the wound on his chest, but blood continued to pour out continuously.

His subordinates hurried over. “Boss, are you hurt?”

“I'm fine.”

“I'll get the doctor right away!” One of his subordinates immediately left after saying that.

Boss stood rooted to his spot with his gaze fixated on Natasha, who was sitting nearby and enjoying her meal calmly with a hint of disdain and mockery on her face.