You're Out, Daddy novel (Natasha and Kenneth) novel Chapter 779

A faint smile graced Natasha's lips, and she gazed at the woman before her. “It's a simple game. Let's guess whether the next person walking through the main entrance is a male or a female!”

“We have a lot more female housekeepers than male housekeepers, right?” Thalia queried.

Natasha nodded elegantly. “I'll let you take your guess first.”

“Female,” Thalia answered.

“Okay. I'll just pick the other option.”

Natasha and Thalia stared intently at each other.

“I hope you'll stick to your words later,” Thalia said.

“Well, of course! I won't go back on my words.” Natasha smiled faintly.

Then, the two fell silent as they locked gazes.

This appeared to be a competition, but in fact, they both wanted their opponent to win.

Meanwhile, those three men stood by and watched quietly. This game decides who lives and who dies! Considering the stakes, the game might be too simple but is the only fair way to decide their fates. We should just let them settle this themselves and watch from the side.

As time continued to tick by, no one came through the door.

Dave, who was usually calm and composed, couldn't help feeling somewhat nervous.

Since it was late, most of the housekeepers were outside, and only a few were inside. Hence, the situation became tense, and it felt as though time ticked by slower than usual.

Dead silence filled the hall, and it was so quiet they could even hear the clock ticking.

Natasha and Thalia grew tired of staring at each other, so the former summoned one of the housekeepers, “Please make me a cup of coffee. Thank you.”

With that, she shifted her gaze toward Thalia. “Do you want a cup of coffee?”

Thalia was wondering how Natasha managed to stay composed in a situation like that. My odds of winning are greater than Natasha's. If Natasha can manage to stay calm, why can't I?

“Sure.” Thalia nodded.

Natasha even turned toward the men and asked, “How about you guys? Coffee?”

“We'll have one cup each,” Dave answered.

The housekeeper nodded with a smile. “All right. Please wait for a moment.”

Although silence ensued again immediately after the housekeeper left, what Natasha did actually eased the tension in the air.

Oddly, the usually bustling hall was extremely silent at that moment.

Soon, the housekeeper returned with the coffee and served them one cup each.

Natasha took a sip of her coffee and savored the fragrance.

Her relaxed and calm vibe influenced the others, and everyone soon realized it was a game neither of the players wanted to win. Therefore, Thalia also relaxed.

After taking a few sips of her coffee, Natasha raised her gaze toward Thalia and asked, “Anthony told me you're bringing him out. Is that so?”

“Yes.” Thalia nodded.

“I don't know what that fellow is up to, but I'm leaving him to you,” Natasha said.

“Of course. Don't worry. I'll take good care of him,” Thalia replied.

“I'm not worried. In fact, I feel at ease knowing you're with him.” Natasha beamed.

Thalia lowered her gaze when she heard that. I don't like the sound of that. Why does it feel like she's saying her last words?