You're Out, Daddy novel (Natasha and Kenneth) novel Chapter 656

Anthony had intended to repair Miguel's phone but upon second thought, he decided not to. He tossed the phone back to Miguel. “If he comes looking for you again, tell him how to reach me.”

Miguel frowned. “Why?”

“Just do as I say.”

Miguel felt uneasy. “Are you going to take another apprentice, Master?” I am concerned about where I stand.

Anthony rolled his eyes at his words. “He's more skilled than I am. Who am I to teach him things?”

“Then what are you...”

Anthony pondered for a moment and said, “I know what I'm doing.”

“You wouldn't cast me aside, would you, Master?” Miguel asked meekly, a sorrowful look dampening his usual cheeriness.

Anthony stared at him. “If you're going to keep making assumptions, don't ever mention that you are my apprentice. I can't bear the embarrassment.”

“I won't. I promise you I won't,” Miguel said hastily.

Anthony sighed. He was about to leave when Miguel grabbed his shirt.

Anthony turned around to glance at him. “What is it?”

Miguel grinned. “Are you finally going to admit that you are—”

Before he could finish his sentence, Anthony placed a finger to his own lips to hush him.

Upon coming to his senses, Miguel glanced around furtively. The others were so used to his daily proximity to Anthony that none of them looked over.

Aside from me, nobody else in the house knows about his true identity.

Turning back to Anthony, Miguel lowered his voice and amended himself. “You've finally admitted your identity, so when are you going to acknowledge me?”

“Acknowledge you? As what?”

“As your apprentice!”

Anthony glared at him in annoyance. “Is my silence not a tacit agreement?”

“You have agreed tacitly, but the world doesn't know!”

“What are you getting at?”

“Aren't you going to announce to the world that you have taken on a charming apprentice?” Miguel gave an ingratiating smile.

Anthony grimaced. “Is that necessary?”

Miguel nodded. “Of course. It pertains to my identity, which is the first among any other apprentices you may have in the future.” As he spoke, Miguel laughed at the pleasantness of the prospect.

Anthony was rendered speechless.

Aside from a glare, he did not deign to respond but rose to leave instead.

“Master!” Miguel hastened to block him before regarding him with a confused expression. “You should at least say something.”

Anthony shut his eyes in resignation. “You want me to acknowledge you, is that it?”

Miguel nodded eagerly.

“We'll see about that after you brush up on your techniques. If you don't do something about your abysmal typing speed, I will disown you!” Anthony threatened.

Without waiting for a response, he turned and left Miguel rooted at the spot.

What does that mean? Did I shoot myself in the foot? Instead of getting the recognition I deserve, I now face the possibility of being disowned!

Miguel came back to his senses at that alarming realization.

No! I cannot allow that to happen!

Upon making up his mind, he strode purposefully to his computer and got to work. I must work on my speed and technique!

The triplets were having a stroll outside when Denise broached the subject. “Are you really going to accept Miguel as your apprentice, Tony?”

“Since I can't get rid of him, I might as well keep him around,” Anthony replied after considering the question momentarily.

“That doesn't seem like your style.”