You're Out, Daddy novel (Natasha and Kenneth) novel Chapter 70

Nodding, Fabian said, “Yes. The information on Ms. Watson is quite simple. There's nothing special about it.”

Kenneth frowned. The emotions he had been suppressing were threatening to blow up at any moment.

Thinking of something, Fabian took a step forward. “Is this about Ms. Watson's relationship when she was overseas?”

Kenneth looked up at him at the mention of that topic.

Fabian immediately knew that he was on point.

Shaking his head, Fabian answered, “No. Ms. Watson was single throughout the years when she was abroad.”

Upon hearing that, Kenneth seemed to be in a better mood. Arching his brows nonchalantly, he said, “Well, it's normal that no one was interested in her judging by her looks.”

Fabian was at a loss for words.

Is this what other people meant by taking things for granted? Or perhaps Mr. Hamilton has some kind of misconception about beauty standards?

“You're being too harsh, Mr. Hamilton.

Even if Ms. Watson wasn't in a relationship when she was abroad, it doesn't mean that no one will be interested in pursuing her back here. Besides, most of her colleagues at Prosper Technologies are men. I've heard that Ms. Watson is very popular in that company.”

Nonetheless, Kenneth did not think much of her male colleagues. “Do you think she will be interested in them?”

“That isn't necessarily the case. I think Ms. Watson's taste is unique. Besides, she's so rich. I wouldn't be surprised if she ends up finding a pretty boy,” Fabian joked. In his opinion, it seemed natural for Natasha to do so.

The figure of Zachary flashed across Kenneth's mind when he heard that remark. It made him feel frustrated.

Suddenly, Kenneth questioned sternly, “Do you have nothing else to do?” “Huh?” Fabian raised his head and looked at Kenneth's gloomy expression. Why is he angry again?

“Ah, yes. I do have something to do,” Fabian replied.

“Then why are you still standing here?”

Fabian hurried out of the office the next moment.

Standing by the doorway, he took a deep breath. At that moment, he realized how difficult it was to deal with temperamental people.

Gosh, this is too much for me to handle!

In the afternoon, Natasha received a parcel. It was a new phone.

As Natasha was opening the package, Ross passed by while holding a glass of water. Feeling curious about her new gadget, he approached her and asked, “Has your new phone arrived?”

“Yeah,” Natasha answered without looking up.

“Um... What's the brand of this phone? I've never seen it before. It looks pretty good,” Ross said.

“It doesn't belong to any brand. It's custom-made.”

“What? We can customize phones now?” Ross probed, his interest piqued.

Natasha did not bother to explain to a country bumpkin like him. She took out a card from the bag. Before she could insert the card, Ross picked up the phone and played with it. “How much does it cost? It's about time for me to get a new phone.

Maybe I should have it custom-made too. It will stand out from other people's phones.”

“It costs more than two hundred thousand.”

Holding the phone, Ross suddenly felt the weight on his hand.

Ross cleared his throat and carefully put the phone down. He was scared of dropping it accidentally. “Ms. Watson, why must you use a special phone like this?”

Natasha asked sincerely, “Do you want it? I can order it for you.”

Shaking his head, Ross answered, “No, it's fine.” He touched his pocket and added, “I'm not that rich yet.”

Remaining silent, Natasha directly opened the card slot and inserted the card.

However, Ross was still curious about the phone. He could not help asking, “Ms. Wealthy, can I ask you a question?”

“No, you can't.” Natasha was focused on setting up her new phone.

Glancing at her, Ross continued to probe, “I'm curious about something. Do you have any special needs to use this custom-made phone? Or is this how rich people flaunt their wealth and status?”

Natasha gave him a look and replied calmly, “I have money to burn.”

“Ah, I see.” Ross nodded as if he understood that wealthy people had some bizarre hobbies.

After turning on the phone, Natasha began setting up the system. Ross watched on from the side, looking intrigued by the process.

She did not spend too much time on the phone, simply reading some messages. Seeing that Ross was still beside her, she teased, “What is it? Do you want to play with the phone?”