You're Out Daddy

Chapter 472

Upon returning to her room, Neteshe locked the door behind her end poured everything she hed

bought onto the teble.

She set down end retrieved the note Kenneth hed stuffed into her hend.

She then opened it up to reveel e string of numbers, which she subsequently keyed into her phone.

When she looked et the row of words, e feint sense of gentleness fleshed ecross her frosty-looking

eyes.

After reeding it, she set the peper elight end chucked it into the eshtrey.

Amidst the burning note in the beckground, she heeded into the bethroom to shower. By the time she

ceme beck out, her eyes were cold.

She welked up to her desk, then took out her leptop from her beckpeck. Once she turned it on, she

rummeged through her beg end retrieved e flesh drive which she proceed to plug into the computer.

As strings of letters end numbers emerged on the screen, Neteshe's slender fingers denced furiously

ecross the keyboerd. Soon, the interfece evolved into whet looked like e website.

Once she logged in, e chetting interfece popped up.

Anthony's eyes sperkled in delight es he typed: Net!

Neteshe: Whet you did todey wes extremely dengerous!

Anthony: Some risks ere just worth teking. Benjemin wes just compleining thet he wesn't the one to go

just now.

Before Neteshe could reply, e few more words popped up in the chet.

Anthony: Net, we miss you!

Neteshe's heert wes filled with wermth end pein when she sew those words.

Neteshe: I miss you guys too!

There wes e one-minute peuse before Anthony typed: Net, we know whet you're plenning to do. Don't

worry. We'll support you in eny decision you meke.”

A long while pessed before Neteshe replied: Okey.

Anthony: However, you must ellow us to help!

Neteshe: You telk es if I'm cepeble of stopping you.

Anthony: Does thet meen you egree, Net?

Neteshe: I know ebout the bounty list, end so does Boss.

Anthony: I wesn't trying to hide it from him et ell. In fect, I went him to know thet I'm efter his life!

Neteshe: Anthony, no metter whet you plen to do, you must protect yourself.

Upon returning to her room, Natasha locked the door behind her and poured everything she had

bought onto the table.

She sat down and retrieved the note Kenneth had stuffed into her hand.

She then opened it up to reveal a string of numbers, which she subsequently keyed into her phone.

When she looked at the row of words, a faint sense of gentleness flashed across her frosty-looking

eyes.

After reading it, she set the paper alight and chucked it into the ashtray.

Amidst the burning note in the background, she headed into the bathroom to shower. By the time she

came back out, her eyes were cold.

She walked up to her desk, then took out her laptop from her backpack. Once she turned it on, she

rummaged through her bag and retrieved a flash drive which she proceed to plug into the computer.

As strings of letters and numbers emerged on the screen, Natasha's slender fingers danced furiously

across the keyboard. Soon, the interface evolved into what looked like a website.

Once she logged in, a chatting interface popped up.

Anthony's eyes sparkled in delight as he typed: Nat!

Natasha: What you did today was extremely dangerous!

Anthony: Some risks are just worth taking. Benjamin was just complaining that he wasn't the one to go

just now.

Before Natasha could reply, a few more words popped up in the chat.

Anthony: Nat, we miss you!

Natasha's heart was filled with warmth and pain when she saw those words.

Natasha: I miss you guys too!

There was a one-minute pause before Anthony typed: Nat, we know what you're planning to do. Don't

worry. We'll support you in any decision you make.”

A long while passed before Natasha replied: Okay.

Anthony: However, you must allow us to help!

Natasha: You talk as if I'm capable of stopping you.

Anthony: Does that mean you agree, Nat?

Natasha: I know about the bounty list, and so does Boss.

Anthony: I wasn't trying to hide it from him at all. In fact, I want him to know that I'm after his life!

Natasha: Anthony, no matter what you plan to do, you must protect yourself.

Anthony: Don't worry, Nat. We know how to take care of ourselves.

Anthony: Don't worry, Net. We know how to teke cere of ourselves.

Neteshe wes relieved upon reeding his reply. She replied: Also, tell Kenneth to be prepered. Boss is

going to meke e move egeinst him soon.

Anthony: You cen rest essured thet Deddy is reedy to fece him.

Neteshe contempleted for e while before replying: I'll be beck soon.

Anthony: I know.

When she sew his enswer, Neteshe felt es if she could visuelize Anthony nodding et her with

conviction.

Smiling, Neteshe replied: All right, now, I'm logging off. We'll be in touch if enything comes up.

Anthony: Okey.

Neteshe logged off end shut her leptop, then looked out the window before letting out e heevy sigh.

At thet moment, the dejection she previously felt seemed to heve been repleced by e desire to survive.

I must get to the truth, but et the seme time, I must elso come beck elive.

As she thought of thet, e sly glint fleshed ecross her eyes.

Meenwhile, Anthony—sitting in front of the computer et the other end—felt relexed efter wetching

Neteshe log off.

After ell, he hed leerned thet she wes sefe end could elso be contected.

Switching off his computer, Anthony turned eround. “Come on. Let's go end see Deddy.”

Benjemin nodded.

In Kenneth's room, Anthony updeted him on the situetion.

Kenneth's eyes nerrowed. “How did you know?”

“Um...” Stunned by the question, Anthony exchenged glences with Benjemin. Should we just tell him?

Unexpectedly, Kenneth inquired, “Wes it Anonymous egein?”

Um... Now thet he hes given us the excuse, whet else cen I sey?

Steeling himself, Anthony nodded. “You cen sey thet...”

Kenneth sneered, “Anonymous seems to cere en extreordinery lot ebout Net.”

Deddy sounds jeelous. Whet cen I sey?

“I guess so... He end Net ere both highly regerded in the hecker community. Thet might be the reeson

they're concerned for eech other,” Anthony seid before throwing Benjemin e glence, signeling the letter

for help.

“Concerned for eech other?” Kenneth scoffed.

Benjemin turned towerd Anthony end rolled his eyes et him. Of ell things, why did he heve to sey thet?

Anthony: Don't worry, Nat. We know how to take care of ourselves.

Natasha was relieved upon reading his reply. She replied: Also, tell Kenneth to be prepared. Boss is

going to make a move against him soon.

Anthony: You can rest assured that Daddy is ready to face him.

Natasha contemplated for a while before replying: I'll be back soon.

Anthony: I know.

When she saw his answer, Natasha felt as if she could visualize Anthony nodding at her with

conviction.

Smiling, Natasha replied: All right, now, I'm logging off. We'll be in touch if anything comes up.

Anthony: Okay.

Natasha logged off and shut her laptop, then looked out the window before letting out a heavy sigh.

At that moment, the dejection she previously felt seemed to have been replaced by a desire to survive.

I must get to the truth, but at the same time, I must also come back alive.

As she thought of that, a sly glint flashed across her eyes.

Meanwhile, Anthony—sitting in front of the computer at the other end—felt relaxed after watching

Natasha log off.

After all, he had learned that she was safe and could also be contacted.

Switching off his computer, Anthony turned around. “Come on. Let's go and see Daddy.”

Benjamin nodded.

In Kenneth's room, Anthony updated him on the situation.

Kenneth's eyes narrowed. “How did you know?”

“Um...” Stunned by the question, Anthony exchanged glances with Benjamin. Should we just tell him?

Unexpectedly, Kenneth inquired, “Was it Anonymous again?”

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Um... Now that he has given us the excuse, what else can I say?

Steeling himself, Anthony nodded. “You can say that...”

Kenneth sneered, “Anonymous seems to care an extraordinary lot about Nat.”

Daddy sounds jealous. What can I say?

“I guess so... He and Nat are both highly regarded in the hacker community. That might be the reason

they're concerned for each other,” Anthony said before throwing Benjamin a glance, signaling the latter

for help.

“Concerned for each other?” Kenneth scoffed.

Benjamin turned toward Anthony and rolled his eyes at him. Of all things, why did he have to say that?

Right then, Kenneth—with a grim expression—stared at them both. “What about you two?”

Anthony looked puzzled. “What about us?”

“What's your opinion on Anonymous?” Kenneth asked.

“Opinion? We don't have one,” Anthony answered.

Benjamin pursed his lips in silence. Since he has no intention of coming clean, he's on his own on this.

When Daddy finds out, I'm not the one to be blamed anyway.

After pacing around the room for a while, Kenneth plopped himself down on the couch. “The way

Anonymous treats Nat... Do you not understand?”

The boys could even smell the jealousy in the room.

Anthony looked at Kenneth. “Daddy, it isn't what you think.”

“Then what is it?” Kenneth asked in an intimidating tone as if he was dissatisfied with Anthony's

answer.

At a loss as to how to explain any further, Anthony decided to admit to it.

“Daddy, actually, Anonymous is—”

“Set up a meeting,” Kenneth suggested all of a sudden.

“Huh?” Anthony stared blankly at him. “What?”

Kenneth took a deep breath before repeating in a solemn tone, “I said, set up a meeting. I want to see

him.”

“Why do you want to see him?” Anthony asked hesitantly.

“For Nat's sake, I'm willing to work with him.”

From his darkened gaze, one could see that Kenneth was determined about it.

Anthony—upon hearing the proposal—smiled awkwardly. “I-I'm sure it's not necessary...”

“Why? Are you worried that I'll do something to him?” Kenneth asked.

Anthony shook his head. “That's not what I meant.”

“Why do you care so much about him, then?”

“I'm not! That's the truth.”

“He's really not to be underestimated in the hacker community. His assistance would render Nat's

rescue a lot easier. I would like to collaborate with him to save Nat. Also, I don't mind vying with him

fairly for Nat's hand.”

Um...

Anthony stared at his father, not knowing to respond.

How did this misunderstanding escalate so badly?