Not twins novel (Natasha and Kenneth)
Chapter 197

Chapter 197 Something Wrong With My Son

At that moment, Natasha remarked, "You guys should go on ahead. I'm heading home first."

Liam, who was laughing heartily a moment ago, turned toward her upon hearing her words. "Nat, why don't you come with us? There're plenty of rooms at home."

"Even then, that's still the Hamilton residence, Old Mr. Hamilton. I'll just be going back to my home," Natasha insisted.

Her words poured cold water on their plan.

Old Mr. Hamilton invited the children over because they are members of the Hamilton family. As for Grandpa, both of them are old friends. However, there doesn't seem to be a reason for me to be there. After all, my divorce from Kenneth is laid bare for everyone to see.

Natasha was still cognizant of where to draw the line.

At that moment, Liam hinted to Kenneth by throwing him a glance. Unexpectedly, Kenneth suggested, "Grandpa, why don't you and Old Mr. Watson bring the kids home first. In the meantime, I'll send Nat home."

Liam's brows furrowed at once. That's not what I meant!

He then turned toward the children and gave them a knowing look, hoping that they would help persuade Natasha. However, no one knew Natasha's temperament better than them. Anything she said was done so after careful consideration. There was nothing anyone can say to change her mind.

Sitting still, none of the children dared to utter a word.

After all, letting them go to the Hamilton residence was already a significant concession on Natasha's part.

When he saw that the children remained quiet, Liam was at his wits' end.

It looks like no one dares to challenge Nat's authority!

Meanwhile, Terence swept his gaze at Kenneth, for he recognized what the latter's intention was.

Even though Kenneth did well earlier, it doesn't mean that I have forgiven him.

Terence suggested, "Why don't I go home with you?"

"Gramps!" Pouting, Denise gave his hand a tug. She made a face as if to stop him from leaving.

Wrinkling his brows, Terence fell into a dilemma.

At the same time, Kenneth threw a faint smile at Denise. Mmm-hmm, that's my girl. Her timing is impeccable.

He then shifted his gaze to Benjamin and Anthony.

Forget it, I should be glad that they didn't get in my way.

Subsequently, Kenneth remarked, "Old Mr. Watson, don't worry. I'll definitely send Natasha home safely."

Before Terence could respond, Liam swiftly added, "That's right. Let him do it. Anyway, we should head back now, just as you have promised the children. On top of that, I'm still waiting to beat you a few rounds in chess!"

Liam's thoughts couldn't be more transparent to Terence.

Rolling his eyes, Terence ranted in exasperation, "Damn it, don't think I don't know what's going through that mind of yours."

"I... I don't have any ulterior motives at all," Liam mumbled. There's no way I can admit to it.

Terence gave Kenneth a disapproving look before fixing his gaze on Natasha.

"Grandpa, don't worry. I'm not a child. I know what I'm doing," Natasha reassured him.

"Did you hear what Nat said? You should quit worrying for once," Liam persuaded him.

After pondering a moment, Terence let out a sigh. "Fine, just be careful." He then threw Kenneth another look. The implicit warning in his eyes couldn't be any more obvious.

"All right now, let's go," Liam hurried them up, worried that he would end up with none of them coming home with him.

Just before they left, Anthony walked up to Natasha. "Nat..."

The latter smiled slightly at him. "Be good and take care of Gramps and Great-grandpa, do you understand?" Anthony nodded obediently.

"Go on now."

"As for you..." After looking at Natasha, Anthony threw Kenneth a worried gaze, rendering him speechless. What's with that look? Aren't sons supposed to be on my side? There's something obviously wrong with this one.

"I'll be fine." Natasha smiled at him.

Anthony nodded in acknowledgment. Despite his concerns, he finally left with Liam.

While driving, Kenneth was grumbling under his breath despite the expressionless face he was wearing.

It seems that I must have a proper chat with Anthony and Benjamin. If I don't get both of them on my side, the path ahead will not be easy. As I can't beat or scold them, I have no choice but to get in their good books.

Holding that thought, Kenneth looked to the side and glanced at Natasha.

With an indiscernible glint in his eye, Kenneth cleared his throat and pretended to ask casually, "By the way, what do Anthony and Benjamin like?"

Slightly startled, Natasha narrowed her gaze as she looked up at him. Her eyes seemed to be able to pierce through whatever thoughts he had. With a slight curl of her lips, she asked, "Why? Are you planning to ingratiate yourself with them?"

With one hand on the steering wheel, Kenneth supported his chin with the other hand pressed against the window. Upon hearing her question, he denied, "Of course not. It was just a casual question."

"In that case, why didn't you ask about Denise?" Natasha threw the question back at him.

"I already know what she likes."

"Is that so?"

Kenneth nodded with a serious expression.

"What does she like then?"

"Me!"

Natasha was dumbstruck.

Turning to the side, Kenneth threw an earnest glance at her. "She loves me the most."

Natasha retorted, "You realize narcissism is a disease, right?"

"You don't think so?" Kenneth questioned.

She smiled slightly at him. "Even if it's true, it's she likes handsome men. Furthermore, you're her daddy and also rich and powerful, ticking all the boxes."

Natasha hit the nail on the head.

Cocking a brow, Kenneth didn't mind it at all. "So what if that's the case? Who doesn't like exceptional men? It only goes to show that my daughter has high standards." Natasha was speechless.

Like father like daughter. Only their words count. Even if there's an agenda behind it, he feels that it's a good thing still.

At a loss for words, Natasha chose to remain silent.

As Kenneth continued to drive, an idea popped into his head suddenly. He inquired out of curiosity, "Back then, why did you agree with the two grandpas to marry me?"

It's definitely not for the money. During the year we were married, Natasha never asked for any from the Hamilton family. Even the money Grandpa gave her during the wedding was left untouched.

Furthermore, she didn't bat an eyelid at all the expensive bags and jewelry that were presented to her. Is it for power then? But that doesn't seem like it. She has never used her status to obtain any benefits for herself. In fact, our wedding was kept a secret the entire time. For vanity?

As Kenneth's obsidian eyes darkened, an indiscernible smile emerged on his face.

Not expecting the question to be lobbed at her, Natasha's eyes momentarily twitched.

The more she refused to answer, the more curious Kenneth became. "Hmm? What did you do it for?"

Raising her gaze, Natasha stared at him intently. "Do you really want to know?"

Kenneth nodded.

"It was because..."