You're Out Daddy

Chapter 744 The Arrival Of Darkness

The two overheard the conversation behind them clearly.

Natasha didn't display any emotions on her face, but her action of holding onto Kenneth's arm spoke volumes about

her feelings.

Natasha believed actions spoke louder than words. She preferred to use subtle tactics to get rid of other people's

ideas rather than engage in verbal arguments.

Bickering and talking endlessly was a waste of time, and Natasha disliked it. She preferred a straightforward

approach like what she did.

Kenneth, however, was a little displeased. He had intended to confront her about her reaction once they were back

home, but her act of holding his arm made him abandon that idea instantly as she had not only asserted her

dominance but did so with great finesse. It was very Natasha as well.

Because of that, Kenneth disregarded the idea of punishing her. Oh, forget it. I should reward her instead once we

are home.

He naturally took Natasha's hand and turned on his heels to head outside.

At that moment, he was eagerly anticipating the arrival of darkness.

As soon as Natasha got into the car and fastened her seat belt, Kenneth showered her with kisses.

After a long and passionate kiss that left them both breathless, Kenneth reluctantly released Natasha.

He held her chin and said with satisfaction, “You did great. You finally know how to stake your claim on me.”

Natasha appraised him with a single glance. She propped up her chin with one hand and gave him a look. “I didn't

expect you to be into this kind of thing, Mr. Hamilton.”

Kenneth raised an eyebrow but didn't argue with her. He fastened his seatbelt and said, “You're right. I'm into this

kind of thing. So keep it up, Nat.”

Natasha chuckled.

Kenneth gave Natasha another look, started the car, and drove home in silence.

What should I do now? My mind is filled with the enchanting gaze she gave me earlier.

Soon, he drove into the courtyard.

As soon as they got out of the car, Denise appeared out of nowhere and ran toward them.

“Daddy! Nat!”

Natasha stumbled as the little bundle of joy ran into her. She lowered her gaze and smiled as she asked, “Where did

you come from?”

Denise pointed at a spot not far away, and both Benjamin and Anthony were standing there.

Natasha frowned. “What are you guys doing?”

“Mr. Dave said he's going to set up a shooting range over there for Tony and Ben to train their marksmanship,” said

Denise.

Natasha turned to Kenneth, who remained expressionless, upon hearing that. He beckoned Denise over with his

finger. “Denise, come here.”

“Daddy.” Denise quickly walked over to her father.

“Is there anything you want to eat, Denise?” asked Kenneth.

Denise nodded without any hesitation. “Yes!”

“What is it?”

“Pastries and desserts!” exclaimed Denise. “I want chocolate too, and anything sweet!” Denise looked as if she was

about to drool at any moment when she listed the items.

Kenneth looked at his daughter with eyes full of affection. He reached out and lightly tapped her delicate little nose.

“You are truly a little glutton.”

Denise chuckled. “So, Daddy, are you going to buy pastries and desserts?”

“Yup!” Kenneth nodded. “That's why we were a bit late on our way home. They're in the car. Go and get it.”

Denise's eyes lit up, and she rushed toward the car.

She hopped onto the backseat and rummaged around to find the desserts her father mentioned earlier. As soon as

she saw them, she exclaimed in a sweet tone, “Wow! These are all my favorites! Thank you, Daddy, Mommy!”

“Don't eat too much, or you'll get a toothache,” Natasha said with a chuckle upon hearing the voice from inside the

car.

“All right!” Denise responded.

Kenneth held Natasha's hand and walked toward Anthony and Benjamin.

The children were studying the blueprints.

Natasha called out, “Anthony, Benjamin.”

The two turned in her direction. “Daddy, Nat.”

Noticing the couple walking toward them holding hands and appearing extremely happy, Anthony and Benjamin

exchanged a glance.

The boys didn't have many desires. All they wanted was for Natasha to be happy, and it appeared that she was

happy at the moment.

“What are you two looking at?” Natasha walked over to them to check on them.

Anthony smiled and said, “We are checking the shooting room design drawing drawn by Benjamin to see if any

changes are needed.”

“Design drawings?” Kenneth asked upon hearing Anthony's response. He reached out his hand to Benjamin. “Let

me see it.”

Benjamin instantly handed it to Kenneth.

Kenneth initially didn't have much thought about it when he heard that Benjamin had designed the room personally.

However, when he unfolded the design drawing, he was surprised. He looked at the young boy and asked, “Did you

draw this, Benjamin?”

Benjamin nodded. “Yes, I did!”

Kenneth examined the design drawing once more before turning his attention back to Benjamin.

Anthony noticed Kenneth's behavior and reassured him, “Daddy, you don't have to switch your gaze between

Benjamin and the design drawing. Benjamin really drew it!”

Kenneth turned his attention to Anthony. “I'm not questioning if Benjamin drew this. I'm just pondering one thing,”

he said.

“What is it?”

“The idea of intergenerational inheritance in genes seems to be true!”

Anthony was speechless after hearing that.

“So, whose genes did Benjamin inherit?”

Kenneth paused briefly, but before he could respond to his own question, Anthony said, “Grandma's.”

Hearing that, Natasha turned to look at Kenneth.

Kenneth merely smiled and said nothing further. He waved at Benjamin and commented, “You should add one thing

here so that the accuracy will improve when the target move.”

Benjamin turned to look at Kenneth.

“There are no other issues. You drew it perfectly,” praised Kenneth.

Benjamin was happy to receive his father's compliment. However, he only realized his mistake when Kenneth

pointed it out. “I'll make the necessary adjustments.”

Kenneth nodded and returned the design drawing to Benjamin.

With the design drawing in his hand, Benjamin instantly headed toward the table and started drawing again.

Anthony looked at Benjamin and then at Natasha. He was about to speak when he suddenly narrowed his eyes.

“Nat.”

“Hmm?”

Anthony sized her up. “What's wrong with you? Why is your face so red?”

Natasha caressed her face. “Is it?”

Anthony nodded repeatedly. “Yes! Were you drinking, Nat?”

“Why would I drink in the middle of the day?”

“Then why is your face so red?”

Natasha looked toward Kenneth, who happened to be looking back at her. The moment they made eye contact,

memories of the exhilarating moments they shared flashed through her mind once again.

Natasha blinked and said, “Maybe it's because it's hot outside. Anyway, I think I'll head upstairs for a shower now.

We'll talk later.”

With that, Natasha turned to leave before anyone could say anything.

Upon taking one step forward, she was hit by a sudden, strange feeling that surged toward her head.