You're Out Daddy

Chapter 606

Boss immediately knew what Kenneth was up to.

It would be too late if he were to allow Kenneth to bring him away.

He parted his lips to offer, “I can bring you to retrieve the antidote.”

Kenneth turned to look at him. “Oh? You changed your mind pretty fast, huh?”

Boss told him, “The antidote is at my house. Dare you come with me?”

Dave's voice came through the earpiece. “Kenneth, don't fall for his trick.”

Before Kenneth could say anything, Boss added, “What's wrong? Too scared to come with me?”

“Don't try to provoke me. I won't fall for your trick!” Kenneth held him in a chokehold and hissed, “Tell

your subordinates to get it. I'll wait here.”

“Aren't you afraid they will get help instead of the antidote?” Boss sneered.

Kenneth asked, “Do you think I didn't prepare anything before allowing them to leave?”

Boss' expression turned grim.

“J, it's a waste that you left the industry,” Boss commented. There was a certain weight to his words.

“This won't work on me,” Kenneth snapped. He glanced at the men in front of them. “Will you ask them

to get the antidote or follow me back?”

Boss stared ahead resolutely. “No one can get the antidote.”

“What do you mean?”

“The antidote is in a safe room that can only be unlocked with my irises. No one else can enter that

room!” Boss revealed darkly.

Kenneth's brows snapped together when he heard that.

Dave heard their conversation clearly.

It was a difficult decision to make, for no one knew whether Boss was telling the truth.

Perhaps it's a trap.

After pondering for a while, Dave said, “Kenneth, we don't know whether he's telling the truth. Don't act

recklessly!”

A deep frown marred Kenneth's mien.

Boss questioned, “So? Will you come with me or not?”

Kenneth gazed at him, seemingly deep in thought.

“I know what you're worried about. You're worried I might lie to you. You can choose not to trust me and

kill me to end everything.” Boss shrugged.

It was, after all, a gamble.

“Kenneth, don't say yes. There must be another way,” Dave urged.

“Dave, I don't have another choice,” Kenneth replied bitterly.

Even if it was a ruse or a path to doom, he had no choice but to leave with Boss.

He couldn't afford to lose Natasha, nor could he put her life on the line.

Hearing that, Boss knew he had won the gamble.

Kenneth caved in. “All right. I'll come with you.”

“Kenneth!” Dave's panicked voice rang out from the earpiece.

“Dave, if I die, don't tell her what I did,” Kenneth told him solemnly.

“Kenneth!”

Ignoring his cries, Kenneth looked at Boss while still holding the knife against the latter's neck. “Come,

let's go.”

Thus, they went toward the only car whose tires were still intact.

“Get out,” Kenneth ordered the driver.

The driver glanced at Boss and received his approval before getting out of the car.

“Get in,” Kenneth told Boss.

Without hesitation, Boss got into the car. Kenneth climbed in after Boss but kept the dagger on Boss'

neck.

After closing the door, Kenneth said, “Drive.”

Boss did as told and started the engine without saying anything.

Just like that, the both of them drove away from the quiet place.

The rest was about to run after them when gunshots sounded, stopping them from leaving.

Left with no choice, the men could only stare at the car as it drove away.

The other two cars had flat tires, so they couldn't go after Boss.

Right then, the person in charge of protecting Boss made a call. “Gavin, Boss has been apprehended.”

“The car is equipped with a tracker.”

“Got it.”

Boss was driving with Kenneth behind him.

Through the rearview mirror, Boss glanced at the man behind him and raised his arm. Seeing that,

Kenneth grazed his neck with the dagger. “What are you doing?”

Slowly, Boss wiped the blood off his face.

“Calm down. I'm just wiping the blood away,” he explained.

“Focus on driving instead of stirring up trouble. Otherwise, I won't hesitate in killing you!” Kenneth

warned.

Boss kept his gaze on the road.

Behind him, Kenneth checked the interior of the car and gathered all the weapons at his feet.

Boss still said nothing.

After collecting all the weapons, Boss inquired, “How many times has she had a headache?”

The question caused Kenneth's expression to turn wintry yet again.

Boss continued, “It will take some time for us to arrive. Are we going to travel in tense silence? Let's

chat!”

“I don't have anything to say!”

Unfazed, Boss said, “The poison will slowly grow stronger. At first, she can still endure the pain, but the

more attacks she suffers, the more serious it will be. After some time, she won't be able to stand the

anguish anymore and will start to harm herself. Her life will soon end after she commits suicide. As far

as I know, no one can hang on until the poison takes effect.”

Every word that came out of his mouth reminded Kenneth of Natasha's suffering whenever she had an

episode.

Kenneth felt like a knife had pierced his heart.

It took all his willpower to stop him from killing Boss.

“Shut up! Focus on your driving!” Kenneth snapped, hatred evident in his voice.

Boss sighed. “The poison was developed by a local tribesman. It is undetectable but lethal. Isn't it

awesome? The tribesman is a poison expert. As of now, no one can create an antidote to his poison. I

wonder if the miracle doctor you mentioned earlier is capable enough to do so. Perhaps he can, but I'm

not sure she can hang on that long!”

As he chattered about, Kenneth glared at him. “What exactly are you trying to say?”

Boss glanced at him through the rearview mirror and grinned cunningly. “Nothing. I just want you to

know that the person who gets poisoned will suffer badly when the poison takes effect. The torture is

hellish and unbearable. I wonder what Natasha looks like when the poison takes effect. I'd like to watch

her suffer.”