“Is that not the case?” Natasha questioned.
Liam shook his head and waved his hand dismissively. “Those are just rumors.”
Natasha went silent.
However, neither Thea nor Kenneth denied the allegation.
“Are you sure? Is there any chance of the information being wrong?” Natasha asked again to Liam with urgency.
“That time when I almost got a heart attack out of anger, that brat had already told me it's not true. Those pesky reporters are spewing nonsense as usual,” Liam explained.
Natasha nodded thoughtfully.
“Where did you hear this from?” Liam asked.
“I... forgot. Anyway, everyone seems to be talking about this, so...” After all, Kenneth never denied it.
Liam observed Natasha's expression. Then, he smiled and said, “That aside, I could see that the girl likes Kenneth because why would a girl stay in this country when her parents were living overseas? Moreover, the girl's family is quite well off too."
Natasha kept her mouth shut and didn't comment on this matter.
“But I don't know how that brat, Kenneth, thinks of this,” Liam added.
Natasha sipped her coffee and maintained her smile. She did not express her thoughts on the matter as usual.
At this moment, Liam turned to look at her before he spoke, “Did you refuse my gift because of this? Now that you know he had nothing to do with it, will you accept the car?”
After beating around the bush for so long, he had finally reached the crux of the matter.
“Old Mr. Hamilton, Thea is one thing, but she isn't the main reason for my refusal. I'm not sure how to break it to you, but I can't accept your gift.”
Liam's smile disappeared as it was replaced by lips pressed into a thin line. “Fine. If you don't want it, I'll give it to Terence. You can drive it or leave it unused for all I care.”
Natasha was speechless.
No matter how many times she persuaded him not to, Liam was adamant in his decision to buy a car for her.
Natasha felt helpless.
After chatting with Liam for about half an hour in the cafe downstairs, the older man left.
The first instance Liam left the cafe, Natasha whipped out her phone and called Kenneth.
On the first ring, Kenneth answered the call. Without wasting any time, Natasha said, “Old Mr. Hamilton has left the cafe.”
“Alright.”
“Did you read that message I sent you?” “Yes, I've read it.”
“Then, do you understand what I want?” “Mmm. Crystal clear.”
“Good. I'll stop now.” With that, Natasha hung up the phone.
After the call, Natasha went upstairs.
At the Programming Department, everyone was gathered around the heap of nutritious products on Natasha's table, gawking in awe. The moment Natasha arrived on that floor, the people dispersed. Despite that, a few of her colleagues who were on good terms with her stared starry-eyed at her.
“Ms. Wealthy, who are you actually?” someone asked.
Natasha pursed her lips before answering, “I'm just a nobody.”
At this moment, someone walked toward her and said, “Would someone like Old Mr. Hamilton meet you personally if you're a nobody? Moreover, other than giving you extremely expensive nutritious products, he even gave you a car?”
“Well, it's a long story.”
“You can keep it short.”
Looking at them, Natasha contemplated for a moment before answering, “It's what all of you have guessed.”
A few of the girls covered their mouths in astonishment. “Are you really Kenneth's half-sister?”
Natasha was stunned speechless.
What the hell?
However, Natasha wasn't one to be eloquent in her speeches. Moreover, that matter wasn't something that could be explained in just a few sentences.
Despite thinking about it for a long time, she couldn't find the right words to say.
Hence, Natasha's silence seemed like an agreement with their conjecture.
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