You're Out Daddy

Chapter 411

Meanwhile, Kenneth had been frequently visiting the rooftop restaurant ever since that night.

Each time he was there, he would scan his surroundings with the hope that Natasha would appear

once more.

However, the receptionist told him that Natasha did not return since that day.

It was hard for him not to feel disappointed at the news. If only I wandered around the other day, I

might've run into her.

Right then, Dave returned after making a phone call. When he saw Kenneth's dejected expression, he

patted the latter's shoulder to console him. “This is just like the saying in Chanaea—waiting in the

wings, right?”

Kenneth forced a smile and side-eyed him. “What is it?”

“I've got both good and bad news for you. Which one do you want to hear first?” Dave asked.

“Unless she shows up in front of me right now, all news is considered bad news,” Kenneth replied

indifferently.

Raising a brow, Dave uttered, “Okay.”

He then sat beside Kenneth and continued, “We've combed all the hotels nearby but came out in vain.”

Kenneth's brows furrowed when he heard that.

That's impossible! I know her well enough, and she's definitely still in the area. She won't go far

unless...

“The men have searched high and low for her everywhere they could. Unfortunately, she's nowhere to

be found,” Dave reported.

Instantly, Kenneth's frown deepened. “Did anything happen during the search?” he queried.

“What do you mean by that?”

“Was there any sudden emergency? Did you notice anything weird or peculiar?”

Dave whipped out his phone and set it on the loudspeaker. “Did you encounter any special incidents

when you guys were ransacking the place?”

“Special incidents? Nope.”

“Are you sure about that?”

“Oh, there was this one hotel where the staff recalled seeing a gorgeous lady. However, she wasn't

able to confirm when we showed her the photo, so we headed to the room to check. Suddenly, a fire

alarm sounded, and everybody was urged to evacuate. Does this incident count?”

Kenneth listened with knitted brows.

Upon noticing the slight change in his expression, Dave queried further, “Was there a fire at the hotel?”

“Nope. They announced it was a fire sensor malfunction,” the man replied.

Without saying anything, Kenneth got to his feet and darted outside.

Knowing what was going on inside Kenneth's head, Dave requested over the phone, “Send me the

hotel address immediately!”

In the car, Dave looked at Kenneth and said, “Don't put all your hopes on this. It might not be her.”

The latter shook his head and stared at Dave intently. “It's her. It must be her!”

Since he was resolute and unswerving, Dave did not want to rain on his parade. Instead, he floored the

accelerator pedal and sped off.

It took about twenty minutes for them to arrive.

They headed straight to one particular room, but it was completely empty.

“This is the room that the lady stayed in for one week,” informed the hotel staff.

Kenneth looked around, only to realize that the room was spick and span. There were no signs of her

presence.

However, he seemed to be able to imagine what it was like when Natasha was occupying the room.

“When did she check out?” Dave asked.

The hotel staff thought for a moment before replying, “When you came searching for her the other day,

the fire sensor was faulty, and this room was unsearched. It's listed as available after that. I think she

must have checked out then.”

Upon hearing that, Kenneth scrunched his brows.

“You mean this room wasn't looked into?” Dave asked to clarify his doubt.

The staff nodded. “We knocked for quite some time, but no one answered the door. At that moment, we

thought nobody was inside. By the time I wanted to open it using the access card, the fire alarm went

off, and all the guests were instructed to leave the premises.”

Dave turned to Kenneth. “If that was her, our men had made a careless mistake. Anyhow, what are the

odds?”

Kenneth said nothing, knowing that it was not an uncanny coincidence at all.

He was convinced that Natasha did it intentionally.

Seeing that Kenneth was quiet, Dave took the liberty to ask for more information. “The hotel has

surveillance cameras, right?”

The staff nodded and answered in the affirmative.

“Show us the surveillance footage.”

With another polite nod, the staff led them to the control room.

She cooperatively pulled out the footage requested. As per her description earlier, the fire alarm went

off when the staff was about to open the door. Subsequently, everyone left the building.

There was no movement detected outside that particular room until the door opened slightly over ten

minutes later.

A figure was seen exiting the door wearing a long black trench coat and a hat, covering herself from

head to toe. Her wavy hair draped over her shoulders until her waist. Everything about her was a

dazzling display of beauty.

Kenneth's forehead creased the moment he saw the silhouette.

It's her!

Although only her back profile was shown, Kenneth could recognize her at first glance.

That's her!

“Could you adjust the footage to show the face, please?” Dave inquired.

“Sure,” the staff at the control room responded and did as requested.

Soon, her front profile was projected on the screen. Though it was from a distance, and her features

were vaguely seen, one could tell that she exuded an exceptional aura.

This time, apart from Kenneth, Dave was so sure that the person in the surveillance footage was the

one he met at the restaurant.

A unique and charming charisma like hers is hard to come by!

After staring at it for a while, Dave broke the silence. “Was there a fire at the hotel that day?”

The staff shook her head. “Nope. We had no idea why the alarm went off out of the blue, but it was

fixed in a jiffy.”

Dave's brows snapped together. The more he mulled over it, the more he felt that the situation was a

lot more complicated than expected.

He turned to Kenneth. “J, something seems amiss. It's too much of a coincidence for all these to

happen. Someone might have orchestrated it all on purpose.”

Kenneth pursed his thin lips and fell silent. Moments later, he uttered, “Let's go.”

As soon as he left, Dave told the hotel staff a few things before going after Kenneth.

“J, don't you think that these are all strange coincidences?” Dave asked.

“Are they?”

“Since the day we started hunting for her, we could only capture images of her side or back profile,

which ordinary people had no way of recognizing them. She's great at keeping her identity safe. From

this recent incident, I suspect that someone is helping her discreetly. Otherwise, it's impossible that we

still couldn't locate her after so long,” Dave explained.

A line about seeking help from others was sufficient to upset Kenneth.

He could not help but recall the words of Miguel.

Anonymous has been admiring and defending her all the while. Nat, is someone really helping you?

You'd rather turn to others than come to me for help?

“J?” Dave nudged him.

“Let's go,” Kenneth said under his breath.

Upon seeing the latter's listless expression, Dave did not know how to respond. Right then, the valet

drove the car to the entrance, and the two got into the vehicle.

Shortly after their departure, a cab pulled over, and Natasha got out of it. Her cool and imposing aura

radiated a terrifying sense of dominance. With her eyes looking forward and her hand clutching her

bag, she strode ahead.