You're Out Daddy

Chapter 376

After watching Denise leave, Benjamin spoke. “Once Denise learns about this, she'll definitely get

angry!”

“It's fine even if she's angry. It's better than her taking a risk with us!” Anthony replied.

“Yeah! As long as she's doing well, everything's fine.”

Anthony turned to his brother. “Oh yeah, the shipment needs to go out tonight. Thalia will pick me up

later. Will you be going?”

Gears were turning in Benjamin's mind. “Tonight? Is it that urgent? Are we going to make it for tonight's

flight?”

“The trade is set at midnight while the boarding time is three in the morning. If I go there immediately

after things have concluded, we'll make it in time!”

Benjamin's eyebrows furrowed when he heard that. “In that case, let's go together.”

Anthony nodded as both of them walked back in.

“Those people are still at Glenport City. If we make our move, aren't you afraid they'll target us?”

Benjamin questioned.

“Without Nat's matter, we could've taken things slower. However, we don't have much time to spare.

We can only find her after we have taken care of our matter. Besides, we don't know what

arrangements Thalia has made yet, so we have no choice but to deal with this first.”

“Understood!”

“Let's meet Gramps and Great-grandpa first. We'll keep them company and ask them for advice!”

Benjamin nodded as they headed to their destination together.

Natasha was currently inside a five-star hotel in Dellmoor, Spaunia.

A computer was sitting in front of her as her fingers danced on the keyboard. Lines of green code

flashed across the black screen before the screen changed. A rectangular bar appeared, and it

displayed progress in terms of increasing percentages.

As she stared at the screen, her phone rang.

She picked it up, saw the number, and answered the call.

Instead of speaking, she waited for the other person to say something first.

“It's me, Ms. Watson.” Boss' voice was heard.

She was stunned for a second before she put the phone on the table and switched it to speaker mode.

Then she typed something on the computer, causing the images on the screen to change again.

“Ms. Watson?”

Natasha looked away and answered, “I'm sorry, the signal wasn't great earlier. Now I can hear your

voice. Please continue.”

It was obvious Boss didn't buy it. “I've already arrived at the hotel and am waiting for you, Ms. Watson.

When are you going to meet me? I think some things are better discussed face-to-face.”

It was obvious Boss didn't buy it. “I've already arrived at the hotel and am waiting for you, Ms. Watson.

When are you going to meet me? I think some things are better discussed face-to-face.”

“I'm still considering it!”

“What is there to consider?”

“How do I know you don't have any ulterior motives?”

Boss was taken aback. “Didn't I already tell you my motives?”

“How do I know you're not lying?”

It was beyond his expectations that Natasha would question him like that. “Then what should I do to

make you believe me?”

“That's your problem to solve. You should show me something to gain my trust.” She continued tapping

on the computer. Soon, the screen displayed a red dot. Upon seeing the dot's position, she typed on

the keyboard again. Moments later, the surveillance footage of the inside of a hotel appeared on her

screen.

When she saw that, she slumped backward and grabbed her phone. Turning off the speaker mode, she

put it next to her ear.

“You don't trust me, Ms. Watson?”

“Obviously.”

Boss was momentarily stumped by her answer.

“I know your father. Isn't that the best proof?”

“It's not hard to figure out my father's name. You just need to go to my childhood home and ask

around!”

“I'm not that bored, Ms. Watson. Your father is a member of Vermillion Base. That's not something

many people know, now is it?”

“True, not many people know about it, including me, so you can just say whatever you want!”

This woman is hard to deal with. Boss uttered one word at a time, “You saw the similar but different

tattoos which were on us and your father. What more proof do you need?”

Natasha stayed silent for a while before speaking again. “That's one of many convincing reasons, but I

need more.”

“How much more do you need?”

“I need proof!”

“Ms. Watson, almost all information regarding your father back then was destroyed! How can I show

you the proof?” Irritation was starting to creep into his voice despite his best efforts to control his

emotions.

“I believe you can.”

A brief silence ensued before Boss said, “Ms. Watson, I offered my help because I was your father's

friend. If you don't believe me, then forget about it. Pretend I never said anything.”

Light shimmered in her eyes as she stared at her phone coldly. “Okay. In that case, forget about it.”

Natasha was about to hang up the call when Boss suddenly exclaimed, “Wait!”

She continued to hold the phone instead of hanging up the call. “Is there something else?”

Thoughts were flying through his mind before he said, “I'll go to the base and see what I can find about

your father.”

The edges of her lips curved upward. “Thank you for your hard work in advance, then.”

“I hope you'll be as honest as your father, Ms. Watson. I also hope our deal will conclude smoothly.”

“I'll wait for your call.” With that, Natasha ended the call.

Her beautiful eyes were fixed on the computer screen. Lots of people passed by the surveillance

cameras in the hotel. A few minutes later, a figure entered her line of sight.

When she saw him, she narrowed her eyes.

On the screen, she saw Boss walking out of a room and entering a corridor with a few people behind

him.

He was telling them something as he walked. The moment his back was against the surveillance

cameras, she tapped on her keyboard, changing the screen to show the footage of another camera.

While the other one showed her the frontal view of Boss, it was pretty far away from him, so she

couldn't see what he was saying. Still, she stared at the shapes he was making with his lips.

He was getting closer and closer to the camera before he turned around the corner and stood in front

of an elevator.

The screen switched to the image captured by the surveillance camera in the elevator. She stared at

him, her gaze dark.

It wasn't until he strolled out of the hotel and disappeared from the cameras' range that Natasha looked

away.

Placing her phone down, she stood and headed to a window.

The sun had already set, and the stars were already hanging in the sky.

Dellmoor, a place that had survived the vicissitudes of time, was glorious and tragic. When she thought

about how her father used to stay in a place like that, she couldn't help but feel a special feeling.

She wasn't sure what the truth would be like, but every inch of the air there was telling her the answer

she sought was there!

Light shimmered in her eyes os she stored ot her phone coldly. “Okoy. In thot cose, forget obout it.”

Notosho wos obout to hong up the coll when Boss suddenly excloimed, “Woit!”

She continued to hold the phone insteod of honging up the coll. “Is there something else?”

Thoughts were flying through his mind before he soid, “I'll go to the bose ond see whot I con find obout

your fother.”

The edges of her lips curved upword. “Thonk you for your hord work in odvonce, then.”

“I hope you'll be os honest os your fother, Ms. Wotson. I olso hope our deol will conclude smoothly.”

“I'll woit for your coll.” With thot, Notosho ended the coll.

Her beoutiful eyes were fixed on the computer screen. Lots of people possed by the surveillonce

comeros in the hotel. A few minutes loter, o figure entered her line of sight.

When she sow him, she norrowed her eyes.

On the screen, she sow Boss wolking out of o room ond entering o corridor with o few people behind

him.

He wos telling them something os he wolked. The moment his bock wos ogoinst the surveillonce

comeros, she topped on her keyboord, chonging the screen to show the footoge of onother comero.

While the other one showed her the frontol view of Boss, it wos pretty for owoy from him, so she

couldn't see whot he wos soying. Still, she stored ot the shopes he wos moking with his lips.

He wos getting closer ond closer to the comero before he turned oround the corner ond stood in front

of on elevotor.

The screen switched to the imoge coptured by the surveillonce comero in the elevotor. She stored ot

him, her goze dork.

It wosn't until he strolled out of the hotel ond disoppeored from the comeros' ronge thot Notosho looked

owoy.

Plocing her phone down, she stood ond heoded to o window.

The sun hod olreody set, ond the stors were olreody honging in the sky.

Dellmoor, o ploce thot hod survived the vicissitudes of time, wos glorious ond trogic. When she thought

obout how her fother used to stoy in o ploce like thot, she couldn't help but feel o speciol feeling.

She wosn't sure whot the truth would be like, but every inch of the oir there wos telling her the onswer

she sought wos there!