You're Out, Daddy novel (Natasha and Kenneth)

Chapter 806 Do Not Turn Out As Planned

As Thalia drove, Anthony gazed out the car window while sitting in the backseat.

Thalia glanced at him through the rearview mirror. “What are you thinking about?”

Retracting his gaze, Anthony replied softly, “Nothing much. I'm merely thinking that it looks like not everything will go as I wish.”

Thalia narrowed her eyes a fraction. “Why are you so melancholic out of the blue?”

“It was just a passing thought,” Anthony fibbed casually.

The corners of Thalia's lips turned up. Keeping only a single hand on the steering wheel, she remarked in a murmur, “Most things in life don't turn out as planned. In my opinion, you already have a blissful life. At the very least, you still have control over your life choices. You've got a wealthy father, a capable mother, and a ton of family members keeping you company by your side. You're already living a life others can only envy.”

“Is that so?” Anthony muttered.

“Is that not so?” Thalia countered.

Anthony shuttered his eyes. I'm willing to exchange all that for Nat's safety and health. Can I?

Nonetheless, he kept that to himself without voicing it aloud.

“Maybe,” he mumbled.

Thalia studied him for a moment before shaking her head helplessly. “Oh well, people always take their blessings for granted.”

Anthony did not refute that, merely directing his gaze out the car window once more.

While driving, Thalia scrutinized him. She could not shake off the feeling that his emotions were not quite right, but she did not press further either.

After all, there was still something she did not know how to tell him about right then.

Feigning a cough, she started, “Anthony, there's something—”

Just as she broached the matter, Anthony's phone suddenly rang at that precise moment.

He took out his phone. Upon seeing that it was a call from Kenneth, he answered it.

“Hello, Daddy.”

“How are things going? And have you arrived?” Kenneth asked on the other end of the phone.

“Yeah, we've arrived.”

“That's great. Take good care of yourself. No matter what you do, your health takes precedence,” Kenneth reminded.

“I know.”

“Also, do your best in everything you want to attempt regardless of whether it's smooth sailing or otherwise. Even if the results are dissatisfactory, don't be too crestfallen. Just treat it as a kind of training.”

“Okay. Got it, Daddy,” Anthony concurred.

“That aside, just call back if there's anything you can't handle or need help with. Dave and I have no problems going over anytime,” Kenneth added.

Although the man's way of showing concern was exceedingly straightforward, it was undeniable that a sliver of reassurance crept into Anthony. At once, he was no longer as dejected. “All right, will do,” he responded.

“As for Nat... you don't have to worry, for I'll take care of her,” Kenneth vowed.

That stunned Anthony briefly. In truth, that was the statement he wanted to hear most.

A smile bloomed on his face. “Okay, got it.”

“All right, then. If there's nothing else, I'll be hanging up.”

“Goodnight, Daddy.”

“Goodnight.”

The two of them merely exchanged a few words before hanging up.

There was nothing superfluous in the conversation. Everything was simple and succinct.

However, it went beyond a shadow of a doubt that Anthony felt much more relaxed after that phone call. While there were some things he did not spell out, Kenneth had seemingly known long ago.

And as Thalia said, I've never lacked people supporting me at the back. I should indeed count my blessings.

Following that thought, Anthony took a deep breath.

Regardless of whether things are going to end in success or failure this time, I must give it my all!

As that thought popped into his mind, he put his phone away. Abruptly glimpsing the pair of eyes staring at him through the rearview mirror, something occurred to him. Holding Thalia's gaze, he

asked, “Oh yes, what did you want to say earlier?”

Uh...

Thalia stared at him. After being cut short just now, she was at a momentary loss, unsure how to bring that matter up again.

Her gaze darted around. When she caught sight of the scenery outside then, she promptly declared, “We're here. Let's talk later.”

Hearing that, Anthony immediately looked out.

A place resembling a night market entered his line of sight.

In a deep alley, a number of stalls adorned the place, selling all kinds of high-quality goods. There was a moderate amount of patrons, and they were all strolling around.

Seeing that, Anthony frowned. “That person's house is here?”

“I have no idea where his house is.”

The crease between Anthony's brows deepened. “Why did you bring me here, then?”

Thalia pinned her eyes on him. “That person visits this marketplace every once in a while, doing business with others here for a living. As such, we must keep watch here if you want to find him.”

Only after listening to that explanation did Anthony give a nod of his head. “I get it now. Let's go, then.”

With that said, he took the lead and headed toward the marketplace.

As Thalia gazed at his back, a glint of something flashed across her eyes. She then chased after him. “Why are you walking so fast? Wait for me.”

At the marketplace, few were serious about selling their goods at their stalls. Almost everyone appeared blasé and relaxed. It was as though they could not care less about their businesses.

Anthony scanned around, combing the place for the person in the drawing. NôvelDrama.Org © content.

All of a sudden, something niggled at the back of his mind. He turned to Thalia. “What's the name of that person again?”

“People call him Magus, but I don't know whether it's his real name or nickname.”

At that, Anthony dipped his head in acknowledgment. “It sounds like a nickname.”

“Even now, there are still a handful of people who go around with their real names,” Thalia argued under her breath.

As she walked with Anthony, countless pairs of eyes swung in their direction, perhaps because the people there recognized them as foreigners at a single glance.

Anthony seemingly sensed something, for he whispered, “Do you see the look in their eyes?”

“But of course.”

“Why do I feel as though they want to pounce on us?” Anthony hissed in an undertone.

“Don't worry. With me here, none of them can pounce on you!” Thalia reassured, likewise lowering her voice.

Anthony said nothing but continued forging ahead. Just then, he felt something tugging at the hem of his pants without warning.

“Do you need any help?”

Anthony jumped in fright. When he looked down, he was greeted by the sight of a row of teeth grinning up at him.

A shudder ran through him, and almost all the hairs on his body stood on end.

“As long as the price is satisfactory, there's nothing I can't do in this alley,” the man boasted with a wide smile.

Gaping at him, Anthony sensed his heart pounding like a jackhammer. However, he soon suppressed the wave of fear.

By then, Thalia had noticed the incident and swiftly stepped forward. “What are you doing? Let go of him.”

In a flash, the man's expression changed, and he dropped his hold in disinterest.

Anthony's gaze flickered as he suddenly thought of something. Eyeing the man, he queried, “Really? You can do anything as long as the price is satisfactory?”

The instant the man heard that there was hope of striking a deal, he perked up once more. “Of course! Ask around in this alley, and you'll know that there's nothing I can't do. But...” He looked Anthony up and down, surmising that the latter was loaded before continuing, “It depends on the price!”

“That's only natural. As long as you can do it, the price is negotiable,” Anthony drawled.

As soon as his words fell, the man was so thrilled that it was as though he had hit the jackpot.

“What is it that you want?” he asked.

Before Anthony could reply, Thalia interjected, “There are many scammers in this alley. You want to trust him?”