You're Out, Daddy novel (Natasha and Kenneth) novel Chapter 807

At Thalia's warning, Anthony closed his eyes for a moment, seemingly in contemplation.

Conversely, the man was chagrined upon hearing that. His face went as black as thunder. “Forget it if you don't trust me.” While saying that, he snapped his eyes away.

A lightbulb went off in Anthony's head. He took out a wallet from his bag before pulling some cash out. “This is for you as a deposit. If you can do as you promise, there'll naturally be more where that came from.”

Initially, the man was still seething. When he saw the stack of bills Anthony whipped out, however, his eyes instantly lit up, and he snatched it out of the latter's hand without a second's delay.

Then, he lifted his eyes to Anthony and Thalia, huffing, “Seeing that you're decisive, I guess I'll take you up on the offer. Well? What is it that you want?”

“I merely want to look for a person.”

“Look for someone? Who exactly?” the man pressed.

“Magus. He's often in this area as well,” Anthony replied.

Following the mention of that name, the man was stunned for a while. Subsequently, his voice turned derisive. “Why are you looking for him? He's good for nothing, a lazy bum.”

Anthony merely chuckled. “I naturally have my reasons to look for him. All you need to do is to notify me immediately when you spot him, and the remaining money in this wallet will be yours,” he promised.

When the man heard that, he peered at Anthony's wallet, only to see a thick stack of bills.

“For real? I only need to tell you the location when I find him, and all this will be mine?” he questioned.

“Of course.”

“That simple?”

“Yes, that simple.”

A grin split the man's face. “Okay, remember your promise.”

In response, Anthony quirked a brow.

Without further ado, the man sprang to his feet. “Just wait!”

Just as he was leaving, something occurred to him. “How do I contact you?”

That reminded Anthony of the matter, and he promptly rummaged through his bag for a pen and paper. He jotted down a series of numbers. “Just call this number.”

Taking the piece of paper, the man scanned his eyes over it before flicking it lightly with his fingers. “All right. Just wait for my news.” After saying that, he strode off.

Next to Anthony, Thalia pursed her lips as she glared at the man's retreating back. “What a fool! I never thought that you'd be so easily duped when you're always bragging about being smart!”

“It's just some money, so it doesn't matter. What if it works?” Anthony countered.

“You're sounding increasingly more like Kenneth. Sure enough, you're his biological son!” Thalia groused.

“I find that you're greatly prejudiced against my daddy.”

“Yeah!” Thalia admitted outright.

“Why?”

“He's a sc*mbag!” Thalia declared.

“Didn't he already explain about all that? It was all a misunderstanding. How is he a sc*mbag?”

“Even if it was a misunderstanding, it doesn't change the fact that he's a sc*mbag.”

“You're being biased.”

“Exactly! I'm biased, all right. Did you think otherwise?” Thalia admitted openly.

Anthony went silent.

For a moment, words eluded him.

The two of them strolled along the marketplace, but they did not see any sign of the person they were looking for, even when they reached the end of the alley.

Thalia asked a few people, yet they all ignored her.

Right then, Anthony whipped out two bills from his bag without hesitation and held them out.

After the man had swept a gaze over the bills, his attitude improved slightly. Alas, just when he was about to reach out and snag them, Anthony took a step back.

“You haven't answered our question,” Anthony prompted.

The man pondered for some time before revealing, “Magus, you said? He hasn't been here for the past two days. I heard he offended someone a few days ago, so he has gone into hiding.”

“Offended someone? Do you know who he offended?”

However, the man remained silent.

At that, Anthony handed him the money. The man quickly snagged it and put it away before he divulged, “I don't know who he offended, but rumor has it that it's someone of great influence. He might even be dead now.”