Chapter 50
Chapter 50
However, Caroline maintained a generous attitude. “Hello, Ms. Watson.”
Natasha stood up, looked at her, and nodded calmly. “Hello.”
“Do you have time, Ms. Watson? I'd like to have a short chat with you,” asked Caroline.
Staring at her, Natasha thought about it for a while before saying, “I'm not familiar with you, so there's nothing that we can chat about. I'm sorry.” She was not being too blunt. Instead, she knew very clearly what Caroline's intentions were and did not want to waste any time on that matter.
However, Thea panicked. “Why are you so rude, Natasha? My mom wants to chat with you. What's up with your attitude?”
Natasha threw a glance at her calmly. “Are you saying that I must agree if you want to chat with me? Do I not even have the right to refuse?”
“You...”
“Thea!” Caroline pulled her back before saying with a smile, “Ms. Watson is right. I was too hasty.”
“Mom!”
Caroline stared at Natasha quietly with an intrigued smile.
Naturally, Natasha noticed it. She nodded at Caroline slightly as a gesture of respect.
At that moment, Kenneth had just walked out of his meeting. Knowing that Natasha was waiting outside, he sprinted over.
Coincidentally, he was greeted by this scene.
When Thea spotted Kenneth, she immediately approached him. “Kenneth.”
He looked at her. “Aren't you taking a break? Why did you come to the office?”
“I passed by, so I came up to grab some stuff,” explained Thea.
At that moment, Kenneth caught sight of Natasha.
Thea observed them briefly before saying, “Oh, right. Kenneth, this is my mom.”
“Hello, Mr. Hamilton.” Caroline grinned. “It's been a long time, but you've become even more handsome.”
Looking back at her, Kenneth smiled.
“Thank you for the compliment. How have the past few days been?”
“Good.”
“I wanted to treat you to a meal, but I'm too busy with work to find any free time. If you stay for a few more days, I can host you properly then,” said Kenneth.
“Why don't we just have a meal today?” asked Caroline.
Kenneth frowned and glanced at Natasha.
“Ms. Watson can join us,” invited Caroline.
“No thanks,” refused Natasha curtly. “I have work to do, so I have to go back to my office.”
As she spoke, she glanced at Kenneth. “Mr. Hamilton, since you're busy, let's talk another day.” With that, she nodded and left.
For some reason, an indescribable feeling surfaced within Kenneth as he stared at her back.
It felt like if he let her leave, she would disappear like what she did a few years ago.
“I'm afraid that I can't join you for a meal, Mrs. Jarman. I'll treat you next time.” Before they could say anything, Kenneth chased after Natasha.
“Kenneth!” Thea called out.
He did not even turn his head around, leaving Thea standing there motionlessly.
Did I miss something? I didn't come to the office for two days, but why does Kenneth seem different now? What happened between them?
Still smiling, Caroline looked at Thea and placed a hand on her shoulder. “Thea, no matter how upset you might be, don't reveal it on your face. Others might see you as a joke.”
Thea glanced around. She wanted to force out a smile, but no matter how hard she tried, she could not.
“Mom, what should I do? I feel like he's becoming more distant from me...” mumbled Thea softly.
“There's still a lot of time. Did you forget what I told you?” asked Caroline.
A glint flashed across Thea's eyes as she gazed at Caroline.
“But Natasha isn't someone who can be easily dealt with. You must be careful in the future,” reminded Caroline.
Thea nodded.
“Natasha!” Kenneth caught her outside the office and grabbed her hand.
Turning around, Natasha stared at him in surprise. “Why did you come out?”
Kenneth took a deep breath and stared straight into her eyes. “Didn't you say that you needed to talk to me?”
Natasha peeked into the building. “If you rush out like that, won't you create a misunderstanding?”
Whatever!
Not bothered by it at all, Kenneth dragged her away.
“Where are you bringing me?” asked Natasha as she looked at him.
“Didn't you say that you needed to talk to me? We can talk where there's no one.”
Natasha was speechless.
I needed to talk to him about something serious, but why is he making it... seem so strange?
Looking at Kenneth pulling her away, Natasha suddenly felt a weird feeling emerge from the depths of her heart.
“Kenneth.” She tugged her hand back.
“What I want to say is really simple. I'll leave after saying it.”
Kenneth turned around. Staring at her broodingly, he said, “Okay. Go ahead.”
“Were you the one who did that to Gaston?” asked Natasha.
He nodded. “It's me.”
When he admitted it so directly, Natasha was at a momentary loss for what to say.
“About Mr. Yondel...”
“It's me too.” Before she could finish her sentence, he confessed to it straightaway.
“Is there anything else?”
Natasha glanced upward, not knowing what to say. All those words that she had prepared to say were suddenly gone.
“Why?” she blurted, unable to control herself.
“What do you think?” As Kenneth spoke, he took a step forward. His tall figure towered over Natasha; his overwhelming sense of intimidation made her feel suffocated. Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.
Natasha pursed her lips and hesitated for a few seconds. “No matter what, I should express my gratitude toward you.” “How are you going to thank me?” asked Kenneth as he stared at her passionately. She had no way to hide.
“You can raise any conditions.” Natasha looked like she was dealing with this matter- of-factly.
“Okay. I'll tell you after I've thought about it.” Kenneth was someone who knew when to stop.
“I looked for you today to talk about Mr. YondeL This has nothing to do with him,” explained Natasha.
Kenneth was unfazed. “If he didn't arrange it, you wouldn't have been in that sort of situation.” Now that he recalled it, he still felt furious. He could barely imagine how horrendous the consequences would be if he had not been there.
“There was a last-minute change that day. I'm supposed to receive someone else, but it turned out to be Gaston for some reason. Although I've only joined Prosper Technologies for a short time, I
kind of know what Mr. Yondel's like. When you visited the company with Thea, he kept warning me against intervening in both of you. If he's really that sort of person, he would've urged me to do something to you. There's no reason for him to push me to Gaston.”
When Kenneth heard that, an unfathomable glint flashed across his eyes.
“So?”