You're Out Daddy

Chapter 703

Meanwhile, Natasha had her eyes fixed on Dave downstairs as he approached and revealed

something that resembled a lipstick casing.

“I modified this per your instructions. It's not very powerful, but it works fine for short-range attacks. It's

enough for self-defense,” Dave informed softly.

Natasha took the item and fiddled with it before smiling. “A lipstick?”

“Didn't you tell me to choose the least suspicious appearance? I thought about it for a long time and

figured this was the most suitable one. Besides, it's reasonable for a woman to carry it out with her, and

no one will suspect anything,” Dave explained.

After listening to his explanation, Natasha nodded in agreement. “True.”

With that, she uncapped the item.

Seeing that, Dave immediately reminded, “This is the trigger. Turn it and press the button on the back

to launch the attack. Make sure you don't injure yourself.”

Natasha nodded, fixing her attention on the modified lipstick as she examined it. “All right. I

understand.”

After experimenting with the tiny weapon, Natasha asked, “What if I do this?”

“If you do this, ordinary lipstick will come out. There's only a little, though. It's just for show,” said Dave.

Natasha's lips curled into a smile. “That's creative.” While saying that, she looked up at him. “Thanks.”

Dave hesitated before asking, “Actually, Kenneth can make this, too, though he's not as fast as I am.”

Natasha immediately understood what he was trying to say.

“I have my reasons for not getting his help. Don't worry. I'm using this gun for self-defense purposes

only.”

All Dave wanted to hear was that.

He knew little about Natasha, but he knew she would not cause too much trouble judging by her

character.

“Thanks,” said Natasha.

Dave shook his head. “It's no big deal. If that's all—” Before he could even finish, a figure dashed in

from the outside.

Thalia had fled earlier to avoid getting questioned by the children. Yet, she spotted Natasha and Dave

talking in the living room as soon as she entered.

Scanning the room, she asked, “What are you guys doing?”

Natasha put the weapon away discreetly before responding coolly, “Nothing. We were just saying

hello.”

“Really?”

Instead of explaining the situation, Dave simply glanced at them. “Please carry on chatting. I'll excuse

myself first.” With that, he nodded his head in a gentlemanly way and left.

The moment he left, Thalia leaned close to Natasha, so much so that she was pressing against the

latter. “What did you two talk about just now?” asked Thalia, with a curious look in her eyes.

Natasha side-eyed Thalia and shook her head. “Nothing.”

“Stop pretending. I saw everything,” said Thalia.

“What did you see?”

Sweeping her gaze at Natasha's back, Thalia raised a brow and questioned, “What were you putting

away just now?”

Natasha was speechless.

She actually saw it.

Noting her silence, Thalia narrowed her eyes. “You're feeling guilty, aren't you?”

“Is there something I should be guilty about?”

Thalia scrutinized Natasha. “Let me see it then.”

Alas, Natasha simply smiled. “I don't know what you're talking about.” When she finished her words,

she marched up the stairs without waiting for a response.

“Wait—” Natasha had already sauntered off before Thalia could say anything.

She knew there was no point in pursuing the matter if Natasha refused to talk about it.

Hence, Thalia stood rooted in her spot and frowned at Natasha's leaving figure from behind.

I have my ways of finding out, even if she doesn't tell me.

At that thought, a smirk crept up her lips.

Just as she was thinking about that, she suddenly remembered something and ran up the stairs.

Upon arriving at the laboratory, she pushed the door open and walked in. “Spencer, I realized

something.”

At that moment, Spencer was packing some things. The moment he saw Thalia enter, he instinctively

put them away.

He then looked up as if nothing had happened and asked, “Why are you here?”

No matter how fast he reacted, Thalia still captured his every move. She stepped forward and eyed him

suspiciously. “What did you hide?”

Standing in front of her, Spencer uttered, “Nothing.”

“Do you think I'll believe you?”

Spencer said nothing in response.

Right then, Thalia shoved him aside and found the things he was packing. They were the weapons he

carried around with him.

Seeing that, Thalia asked, “Why are you packing these for?”

“No reason. I'm just tidying up.”

In disbelief, Thalia stared into his eyes. “You're leaving? You're ditching me again?” she asked after a

brief silence.

“No...” Spencer denied, lowering his gaze to meet her eyes. When he saw the worry and fear in them,

he frowned.

At that moment, he seemed to realize how much damage his sudden departure back then had caused

her.

He quickly stepped forward and stared fixedly at her. “I'm not leaving, nor am I abandoning you. Why

would I bring you back and make you stay here if that's what I wanted to do?”

Thalia was already drowning in sorrow before he said anything, but her eyes lit up a little when she

heard his words.

Gazing at him, she asked, “Really?”

“Of course. I won't abandon you again. Never,” Spencer swore.

Without warning, Thalia hugged him.

Spencer's arms hung in the air as he felt the petite body in his embrace. She was tiny and soft. It was

not until after a long time did he lower his arms a little.

“All right. You said you had something to tell me just now, right?” asked Spencer, pulling away from her

embrace.

Thalia's eyes flickered as she stared at him. “I suddenly remembered something.”

“What?”

Taking a deep breath to calm herself, Thalia revealed, “I suddenly remembered that my headache had

subsided a little when I bled after cutting my arm with the broken glass in the coffee shop.”

At that, Spencer furrowed his brows. “I noticed that as well. That's why I've been doing experiments for

the past two days. The pain will indeed subside once you bleed.”

Hearing that, Thalia asked, “Does that mean the poison will be neutralized if I get an exchange

transfusion?”

Spencer unexpectedly smiled when he heard her question. “Silly. Do you know how dangerous it is to

have an exchange transfusion? Besides, it could trigger a series of complications. It hurts to have an

exchange transfusion, too. Another problem is that your blood can't be completely replaced as long as

you're alive and your heart's still beating. As far as clinical technology is concerned, this can't be

achieved yet.”

“You can't, either?” asked Thalia.

Casting her a gentle gaze, Spencer said, “Thalia, I'm a doctor, not a god.”