Not twins novel (Natasha and Kenneth)
Chapter 170

Chapter 170 Take Me More Seriously

Fabian waited till their car had disappeared into the distance before asking, "Mr. Hamilton, don't you feel that Ms. Watson seems very different tonight?"

"How so?" Kenneth asked.

"I'm not really sure. I just feel like her existence is legendary. She dismissed the efforts of those who have tried to woo her, and was able to win without even doing anything!" Fabian replied.

"Oh? What did she win?"

"Your heart, of course! Countless women have tried to date you just so they could marry into the Hamilton family, but none of them have succeeded. Ms. Watson, on the other hand, has those three kids as her trump card. I doubt anyone out there could possibly beat her!"

Natasha is clearly the apple of Old Mr. Hamilton's eye, so she is bound to have absolute authority in the household! If one of the three kids inherits Hamilton Corporation, Natasha will become the ultimate winner in life! Man, she has me completely impressed!

To his surprise, Kenneth sneered coldly at him in response.

Since when has Natasha won me over? All of her actions point toward fear and avoidance!

Feeling a little defeated at the thought of that, Kenneth frowned in displeasure. "You think she has won, but the truth is, she doesn't even care about such things. I could give her a free win, and she'd still turn it down." He then turned around and made his way back to the ward after saying that.

Natasha doesn't give a d*mn about wealth and power. I don't even know what I can offer to win her over. Now that I think about it, there really is nothing I can do about this.

"That's precisely why I said Ms. Watson has achieved absolute victory," Fabian mumbled as he followed closely behind.

Natasha plopped herself onto her bed after having a simple supper and brushing her teeth.

She had just fallen asleep when her phone's ringtone woke her up.

Although she was displeased when she saw that it was Kenneth calling, she answered the phone anyway.

"What do you want?" she uttered in a hostile tone.

"Were you asleep?" Kenneth asked.

"Yeah," Natasha mumbled sleepily.

"I've been waiting for you up until now," Kenneth said.

"Huh? Waiting for me? Why?"

"I told you to let me know when you get home, didn't I?"

Oh... Right, he did actually say that...

With that in mind, Natasha replied, "I forgot."

Kenneth could only sigh as he realized she truly had him beaten.

"Natasha, when will you start taking me more seriously? Even just a little bit would be nice," he asked after a long pause.

The line went silent for a few seconds before Natasha responded.

"Huh? Sorry, what did you say?" She sounded like she had dozed off.

"It's nothing. I'm just glad you're home safe. Go ahead and get some rest," Kenneth mumbled.

"Okay."

"Good night."

"Good night..."

Natasha hung up the phone immediately after that and tried to go back to sleep, but her drowsiness had already vanished completely.

It was common for people to get all emotional and sensual late at night, and Natasha was no different.

The look in her eyes became clear as she looked out the window and lost herself in her conflicting feelings.

Natasha was woken up by a bunch of loud clanging noises really early the next morning.

Since she had been sleeping throughout the day yesterday, she decided to get up as she wasn't feeling all that sleepy.

Upon stepping out the door, Natasha saw her kids busy packing their stuff.

"What are you all doing?"

"Nat, you're awake! Our school is on break for three days, so Great-grandpa said he'd take us all on an outing today!" Denise replied excitedly. Natasha looked at Terence upon hearing that.

"Liam said he'd stay over at our place if I don't go," Terence exclaimed angrily.

Haha! Looks like Old Mr. Hamilton is the only one who can counter Grandpa! Natasha chuckled at the thought of that.

"Hurry up and pack your stuff, Nat! We'll be leaving shortly!" Denise said.

"You guys go on ahead. I have some stuff to take care of today," Natasha replied.

"Huh? You have yet to recover from your injuries, so you shouldn't be running about just yet," Terence advised her.

"Don't worry. I'll be fine, Grandpa. You guys make sure to have fun," Natasha reassured him.

Terence nodded. "Zachary said he'd come over to help look after you, but he only showed up once..."

Not wanting to talk about Zachary, Natasha pretended she didn't hear that and went to wash up in the bathroom.

Terence could only let out a helpless sigh as he continued packing and left the house with the kids.

Natasha, too, grabbed her stuff and left the house shortly after they did.

"Do not strain your arm for at least a year unless you want to lose it," Spencer reminded her after examining her arm at the Grecia Hotel. "Got it," Natasha replied calmly as she pulled her arm back.

Spencer shot her a glance as he asked, "Are you in a relationship?"

Natasha froze for a second upon hearing that. "No."

"Then how do you explain the man's voice that night? I can tell that he's really into you." Spencer pressed on.

Natasha rolled her eyes at him. "How would you know that if you haven't seen him?"

"I can tell simply from the way he speaks. As a man, I know what he's thinking," Spencer said confidently.

Natasha eyed him from head to toe. "You're a man?"

As if his pride had been crushed, Spencer protested, "Hey! Don't insult me just because I'm prettier than you! I'm a real man, okay?"

Natasha burst out laughing and said with a nod, "Yes, of course you are!"

"What's with that attitude of yours? Do you want me to prove it to you?" Spencer snapped back at her.

Natasha nodded. "Sure, go ahead!"

Any other woman would've either run off with her face buried in her hands or called him a pervert, but Natasha simply dared him to make a move. "You... You're not behaving like a woman at all! I wonder if there's even a man out there that can control your crazy a*s!" Spencer grumbled.

Natasha ignored his statement and asked, "So, are we going for lunch or not?"

"Of course we are! Why would I decline when you're buying?" Spencer replied.

"Then shut your trap and get a move on. Come on, let's go," Natasha said as she went out the door.

Because most of the VIPs were lazy to go up the stairs, they usually booked private rooms on the first floor at Infinitium.

As such, Natasha chose to book a room on the second floor where it would be quieter and have fewer people around. "The VIP rooms are on the first floor, so why are we dining on the second floor?" Spencer asked after ordering his food. "What difference does it make? We're just here to have lunch," Natasha replied in her usual matter-of-fact tone. Their conversation was interrupted when a familiar voice came from downstairs.

"You just hit me with your bag, madam."

Natasha shifted her gaze in the direction of the voice and saw Denise holding her head as she stood in front of a woman in her fifties.

The woman was elegantly dressed and looked quite beautiful with her exquisite makeup. "Where did you come from, kid? You shouldn't go running around and bumping into others! Now get out of my way!" the woman exclaimed with a frown before shoving Denise aside.

Natasha narrowed her eyes when she saw that.