You're Out Daddy

Chapter 771 Seduction

Natasha shook her head. “Nope, but I can start having one now.”

A hint of mischief flashed across her eyes. Kenneth knew she was merely trying to use that method to persuade

him.

He bored his dark eyes into her and remained quiet because her effort was insufficient to convince him.

Sensing his silence, Natasha knew he still had reservations about that matter.

After contemplating briefly, Natasha lowered her gaze, took a step closer to him, and reached out to gently tug the

corner of his shirt before looking up at him. “All right, Kenneth. I know you're worried about me and have my best

interest at heart. But please just agree with this decision, okay?”

“What if I don't agree?” he asked.

“If you don't agree, you'll leave me with no choice but to keep you trapped in this room,” she threatened while

staring at him.

He glanced at her. “Do you think you're capable of doing that?”

“We'll find out the answer once we give it a try,” she replied.

Kenneth swept his eyes across her and stood up to leave. At that moment, Natasha suddenly launched a sneak

attack from behind.

Walking toward the door, he heard the sound of Natasha thrusting her fist. As if he had grown eyes in the back of

his head, he extended his arm to grab her hand.

Noticing that, she continued to strike, and the two began to spar in the room.

When she saw Kenneth swinging his fist at her, her eyes gleamed with a hint of cunning glint. The next second, she

staggered backward and collided with the table.

“Ouch...” Natasha grunted and furrowed her brows in agony.

Seeing that, Kenneth immediately withdrew his arm and approached her. “Nat, are you all right?”

“It hurts,” she murmured in a dulcet tone.

Kenneth frowned, too anxious to remain cool-headed. “B-But I didn't exert that much force...”

“But it's really painful,” she said piteously.

He gazed at her with tightly knitted brows. The next second, he carried her and put her on the bed.

“Where does it hurt? Can you show me?” he asked.

Taking in his concerned expression as he examined her body, Natasha's eyes glimmered, and she pounced on him,

pinning him onto the bed.

He looked up, and upon seeing that she seemed to be doing fine and catching the sly look flickering past her eyes,

his gaze darkened.

“Well? Do you think I can trap you here now?” she asked with her brows arched.

“Nat, since when have you learned to put on a pitiful act to garner sympathy?”

She shook her head. “No, I'm not doing this to garner sympathy.” Natasha leaned forward, inching closer to his lips

as she spoke. The look in her eyes became increasingly charming as she whispered, “This is an act to seduce you.”

And with that, she pressed him on the bed.

Meanwhile, inside the lab, Spencer stared at the antidote with complicated emotions churning in his dark eyes.

Natasha's words and various scenes from the past flashed across his mind. He knew that was a selfish act, but he

had no other choice. Even if this is selfish, I'm willing to pay the price for it.

At that thought, he put the antidote away.

His eyes shone with determination.

At the same time, inside the shooting room, Thalia walked around the place and couldn't help but nod at the interior

design and layout. “It seems like Dave is very generous toward you, using all the best materials in the construction.”

Benjamin stood nearby. “But I designed this place.”

Thalia shifted her attention to him. “For someone who's even capable of designing firearms, designing a place like

this is a complete waste of talent.”

Hearing her compliment, he smiled.

“Still, you've already set everything up here, so what do you need my help with?” she asked.

“Um... I didn't expect the place would be so perfect. In that case, why don't you look around and give me some

suggestions?” he chirped.

Thalia glanced at Benjamin after hearing that. “I can't believe you've learned nothing useful from Anthony except

for being narcissistic.”

Benjamin pondered briefly before responding, “Actually, I'm not quite like Anthony.”

“Oh? How are you different?”

“He's a narcissist, while I'm just being honest,” Benjamin said.

Thalia couldn't stop herself from laughing. She considered anyone who would criticize Anthony in front of her

kindred spirits.

The two reached out and high-fived each other.

As they laughed and chattered, they turned around to look behind them. Usually, Anthony would've chimed in to

banter with them. However, at that moment, he sat not far away with his brows furrowed, seemingly having a load

on his mind.

Noticing Anthony sitting there absentmindedly, Thalia and Benjamin exchanged glances.

“What's up with him today?” she asked.

“It's not just today. He's been like this for the past couple of days,” Benjamin replied.

Thalia frowned, and the two walked toward Anthony.

When they reached him, they sat down on either side of him.

Anthony still appeared deep in thought, seemingly oblivious to their arrival, as he didn't react in any way.

Cough! Cough! Thalia cleared her throat.

After he heard the noise, Anthony's eyes regained focus. Only then did he finally snap back to reality. He turned his

head and saw Thalia and Benjamin staring intently at him.

Startled, he furrowed his brows at them. “What are you two doing?”

“Shouldn't we be the ones asking you that question? What's wrong with you?” Thalia asked.

“I-I'm fine,” Anthony said.

“Yeah, right,” Thalia expressed her disbelief straightforwardly.

No one could blame Benjamin for not siding with his brother. “Tony, you've been distracted all the time in the past

two days.”

Anthony could hide that matter from Thalia, but he knew he needed to put more effort into coming up with

something more convincing to fool Benjamin. Hence, he chose to look away and pretended nothing was wrong.

“I've just been thinking about something.”

“What are you thinking about?” Thalia asked.

“Are you talking about that?” Benjamin questioned.

Anthony nodded. “I'm starting to have some leads now.”

“You have a candidate in mind?”

“It's hard to say. I want to give it a try first, and I'll let you know by then.”

At that point, Thalia, who was utterly confused, asked, “Hold on. What are you two talking about in riddles? I don't

understand a word you're saying.”

“This isn't my business, so I have no right to tell you. You should ask a certain someone instead.” With that,

Benjamin got up and walked away to see if any part of the room required improvements.

Thalia trained her eyes on Anthony. “What's going on?”

“Uh...”

“Anthony Watson, don't try to deceive me. Don't forget what I said. If you lie to me about anything, I will never

forgive you!” she warned him.

“I won't lie to you, but that means I can choose to remain silent, right?” He raised his eyebrow.

Listening to his response, Thalia immediately frowned. “Anthony, you said you wouldn't keep anything from me!”

“I did say that, but everyone has their privacy, right? I can't just reveal all my thoughts to you, can I?” he said. Only

then did he recall the promise he made to her previously. That's an utterly unreasonable request, bordering on a

despotic demand.