Chapter 121 How Do You Spell Stupid
Natasha coincidentally met Thea in the corridor on her way back.
Small world, this is probably what it means.
Thea looked terrible. Her expression darkened when she spotted Natasha. I thought Natasha was just blowing smoke. I never thought Old Mr. Hamilton would treat her that way.
Animosity and hatred filled Thea’s gaze.
However, Natasha simply walked past Thea as though she didn’t see Thea standing there.
“Where’s Kenneth? How come it’s only you?” Thea asked.
Natasha ignored her and continued forward.
Thea stomped toward her and stopped her. “Hey, I’m talking to you!”
Natasha lowered her gaze to where Thea was grasping her shirt. “Didn’t your mother ever teach you to say please when you’re asking a question?”
A cold smile formed on Thea’s lips. “Natasha, stop your lectures. I’m asking you, where’s Kenneth?”
The next second, Natasha reached for Thea’s collar and pushed her against the wall.
A look of surprise crossed Thea’s face. “W-What are you doing?”
“Don’t you like getting rough? Try me. I can still beat you even with my fracture.”
Thea’s eyes widened with dread. This woman… is a complete psycho!
Natasha scoffed, “This is my last warning to you. Do something or bark at me again, and I guarantee you’ll be humiliated.” She then pushed her away.
Thea’s anger grew when she saw Natasha acting all high-and-mighty.
“Don’t be too happy, Natasha. You have a daughter too. One day, Kenneth will be disgusted with you even if he’s currently hooked on you,” Thea cursed at Natasha’s back.
Natasha didn’t get mad at Thea’s rude remarks. She took a glance over her shoulder, and Thea’s hysterical look came into her sight. She couldn’t help the sneer that formed on her lips.
Thea’s brows furrowed. “W-What are you laughing at?”
“Do you know how to spell the word ‘stupid’?”
“You—”
“You’re acting it out to a T.” Natasha turned around and strode back to her ward.
Thea clenched her fists so tightly at the insult that her entire body trembled with anger.
Ah! This crazy woman!
Thea narrowed her eyes at Natasha’s back.
Let me see how long you can stay happy, Natasha. You’re no longer my opponent after tonight.
She reached for her phone and sent a text.
In the dead of night, only a handful of pedestrians were on the street. Occasionally, a few vehicles would pass by.
There was a crowd of workers who had just gotten off work after working overtime. They were standing in a line at the dessert shop near the hospital.
Kenneth chose a few desserts and got in line at the register.
The other patrons’ gazes gleamed when they saw Kenneth queuing behind them. Their hands were twitching to reach for their phones to take a photo of him.
Kenneth was so used to such situations that it didn’t even bother him anymore.
The thought of Natasha waiting for him at the hospital filled him with nerves.
Suddenly, his phone buzzed. Looking down at his phone, he saw an email from Fabian.
He went through the content quickly until he spotted a name that stood out to him. Creases formed on his forehead as he contemplated. A while later, he gave Fabian a call. “Gaston has a younger brother from a different mother?”
“Yes, I think so.”
“Where is he?”
“Um… I’m not too sure about that. But I did hear about him having a hereditary mental disorder. I guess he’s at the hospital.”
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