You're Out Daddy

Chapter 334

It was Natasha's first visit to the manor. She thought it was going to be a simple house but realized she

was too naive after she saw the actual building when she arrived.

There was a massive yard close to six miles surrounding the building. The entire structure was

Chanaean style with a mix of modern aesthetics and living concept. It had three main entrances—the

front gate, the courtyard gate, and the front door. The whole layout was imposing.

Doors and alleyways surrounded the courtyard forming an independent area in the middle like a

quadrangle structure. The wealthy and influential Chanaeans commonly employed the design to

display their status in the olden days. It was comfortable and gave the resident sufficient privacy.

After the car pulled to a stop at the front gate, Natasha turned to Kenneth. “Have you been here

before?”

Kenneth shook his head. “No.”

“It's more imposing and comfortable than I imagine. It looks like Grandpa and Old Mr. Hamilton have

good taste,” Natasha praised.

It was rare to hear praises from Natasha. Kenneth looked at her. “You like this style?”

“I'm just admiring,” Natasha said.

I do like it but staying in a place like this is cumbersome. It isn't convenient to enter or leave the house.

Also, it feels too restrictive for a person that prefers to sleep in like me.

Meanwhile, Kenneth narrowed his eyes as though the wheels of his mind were spinning.

“Let's go.” Natasha took the lead and entered the house. Kenneth followed behind her in long strides.

The manor had three sections—a foreyard, a side yard, and a back yard. The view inside was even

more spectacular. One could feel the beauty of all seasons underneath one roof.

Natasha glanced at her surroundings and felt an indescribable feeling surge within her.

“I didn't think the inside would be so neat despite the emptiness.”

Kenneth clasped his hands behind his back as he strolled. “Of course. They hire some staff to maintain

and clean periodically to keep the place neat. Hence, it definitely won't be messy here. Especially these

few days after they heard we were moving in. Grandpa surely would've asked for a few rounds of

cleaning.”

The corners of Natasha's lips curved into a smile.

I'm more reassured after moving in together.

They soon reached the main hall. As they stepped through the threshold, they spotted Anthony and

Denise learning how to make tea. With the injuries on his hands, Benjamin could only watch from the

sides and occasionally chime in as though he was a professional.

I feel as though they are more well-behaved in such an environment and look like sons and daughters

of the wealthy.

Coincidentally, Dan was coming out of the hall. He greeted them when he saw the two. “Mr. Kenneth,

Ms. Watson.”

Kenneth nodded. “Where's Grandpa?”

“He's inside, playing chess with Old Mr. Watson,” Dan answered. “They have been arguing the entire

afternoon,” Dan added with a chuckle in a low voice.

Kenneth smiled at his answer.

“I notice Old Mr. Hamilton is doing much better than before, both physically and mentally. The doctor

said the same when he came to examine Old Mr. Hamilton today. The doctor even said Old Mr.

Hamilton could reduce his medication intake if his condition continued to improve,” Dan said in a

cheerful tone.

Kenneth felt immense relief. “That's great, but don't let your guard down. He still has to keep to his

doctor's appointments.”

“Yes, sir.”

“One more thing. Inform the doctor about Old Mr. Watson's condition too. Both the elders need regular

checkups as a preventive measure.”

Dan replied, “Since Old Mr. Hamilton already had one today, he forced Old Mr. Watson to get one too. It

ended up with another round of argument. However, he couldn't win against Ms. Denise's plea and

conceded to an examination in the end. Old Mr. Watson is doing well. All of his stats are in the normal

range.”

“That's good.”

Natasha nodded. “Thank you, Dan. I'll have to trouble you too in the future. Please continue to look

after him.”

“Please don't say that, Ms. Watson. It is part of my job.”

“Um... I brought wine with me.” Natasha took out the bottle she had brought with hesitation.

Kenneth's brow arched and instantly reached for it. “Not bad. You know your stuff,” Kenneth teased

after checking the label.

“I just randomly picked one from the shelf.”

“You randomly picked one that costs hundreds of thousands?” Kenneth asked with a raised brow.

Dan's eyes glinted with wariness after he heard about the price.

Natasha didn't say anything. Kenneth passed the bottle to Dan with a smile. “Send it to the kitchen,

Dan. We'll be having this tonight.”

Dan carefully took the bottle from Kenneth. “Yes, sir.”

He then cautiously carried it to the kitchen.

Kenneth swung his gaze to Natasha. “Should we head inside and have a look?”

Natasha nodded.

They proceeded further toward the inside of the house.

Anthony and Denise focused intently on the tea set in front of them.

After finishing the whole process, Denise looked at the teacher for confirmation. “Did I do it right?”

The teacher's expression was confused. She had only taught the children once. “You did it perfectly,

Ms. Denise. Have you learned this before?”

Denise shook her head. “No, this is my first time.”

“It doesn't look like your first time. You seem familiar with the process,” the teacher praised.

Denise laughed. “Maybe I have the talent for it.”

The three kids were quick in picking up new things. It was like they had idyllic memory. A brewing class

was a cakewalk for them.

The teacher didn't know what to say as she watched from the side. When she spun around to check on

Anthony, he proficiently and calmingly washed and boiled the tea leaves. He was absorbed in the

process as though he had blocked out any outside distractions. His movement was elegant yet had the

grace of a noble, like a miniature version of Kenneth.

Admiration filled the teacher's gaze. His techniques are textbook. I bet everyone wants to have a son

like him, handsome and elegant. His every move is praiseworthy.

The teacher couldn't help but ask, “Have you learned it before too?”

Anthony steadily finished brewing the last cup of tea before dashing straight for Natasha. “Mommy!”

Natasha's gaze landed on the cup of tea in his hand. She reached for the cup and took a sip. In truth,

Natasha couldn't taste anything different than the usual tea, but she still flashed him a smile. “It's

wonderful!”

A wide smile stretched across Anthony's face at the compliment. He would only smile like a child in

front of Natasha.

At that moment, Denise looked at the teacher and said, “You can stop asking, teacher. This is the first

tea brewing lesson we took.”

The teacher was stunned by her reply.

The brewing process can be easy yet complicated at the same time. However, these kids completed

the entire process skillfully after only a glimpse. They did it so smoothly as though they had repeated

the process a hundred times before. It's difficult for me to believe it is their first time.

Kenneth's eyes were filled with pride and admiration as he gazed at the children.

As expected of my children. They are always outstanding in such an unusual way. It's shocking.

He cast a glance at the teacher. She nodded before leaving the room.