In the face of such an unexpected confession, inexplicable emotions flashed across Natasha's eyes, but she did not say anything.

However, Kenneth only stared at her with a smile. "Let's go."

With that, he took her hand and put it on his arm.

When he held her hand, he noticed the bruises on her wrist and he frowned, seemingly concerned.

In the car, Kenneth gazed at Natasha and asked in a low voice, "Is that friend of yours a doctor?"

Surprised, Natasha turned around to look at him, and their eyes met. "How did you know? Do you know him?”

Kenneth pursed his lips but did not speak. His dark eyes fell on her wrist worriedly. "What happened to your wrist?"

Natasha lowered her eyes to look at her own wrist. It was dark inside the car, and the bruises were not visible. So, Kenneth must have already seen them a moment ago.

She pursed her lips. "It's nothing but some old injury."

"Each time you go to Grecia Hotel, is it to seek treatment from him?" Kenneth's eyebrows were raised as he looked at her questioningly.

He remembered that the last time he met Natasha in Grecia Hotel, she did not look well. He had hurt her unintentionally when he grasped her hand. At that time, he had thought it was Gary who injured her, so he did not think too much about it, but he once again saw the bruises on her wrist today. So, he put two and two together.

Natasha did not deny it but rather nodded. "Yeah."

Kenneth frowned. "Why didn't you tell me? I can recommend a better doctor."

She curled her lips. "He knows everything about my injuries. If he cannot help, no one can. He is the best doctor for this!"

Natasha turned around to look him straight in the eye as she spoke.

Kenneth was not pleased to hear her complimenting another man, so he frowned, feeling upset.

"Why do you trust him so much?" Kenneth asked, looking at her. There were no changes in his facial expression but the jealousy in his tone was so obvious that even the driver could sense it. Natasha was not insensitive, so she had detected it, too. However, she was uncertain as to how she should respond.

After some thought, she spoke. "Of course. He is my friend, so I do trust him."

Kenneth narrowed his eyes, looking at her. "He's your friend? Just a friend?"

"Yeah. Who else do you think he is to me?" Natasha replied with a question. Her eyes were glimmering, making her look even more attractive.

After that, she seemed to remember something and said with sarcasm, "Oh, I almost forgot. To you, there might be many

types of 'friends,' but I'm not like you. To me, there is only one type of friend. A friend is just a friend."

Even though he knew she was mocking him, Kenneth was not angry at all.

Instead, her method of explanation brought a smile to his face.

He knew how Natasha handled relationships.

She saw everything in black and white.

Although he was rather upset to see her walking out of Grecia Hotel with Spencer in the beginning, he could sense that there was nothing between them when he watched closely. The way Spencer looked at Natasha was different from the way Zachary did.

Although they seemed close, a man could tell what another man was thinking from his gaze.

In Spencer's eyes, there was no desire for Natasha.

Plus, when Kenneth took Natasha's hand, the look in her eyes was strange, but she didn't get angry.

Hearing Natasha make that explanation, he completely calmed down and felt at ease.

Kenneth looked at her, his usually low voice raised slightly, tinged with some pleasure. "In the future, I will follow your example. I'll only have one type of friend, and I'll listen to whatever you say." Natasha fell silent.

As she looked at his charming face and his deep eyes, she didn't know what to say.

Half an hour later, the car arrived at Hotel Manor.

Guests could only park their cars outside the hotel, or their drivers could take the car outside and wait there after dropping the guests inside Hotel Manor.

They chose to drive the car straight into Hotel Manor.

As soon as the car stopped, one of the staff members came to open the car doors. Kenneth got down and went over to

Natasha's side, offering his hand like a gentleman.

Natasha looked at him and hesitated. As she was dressed in a gown and high heels, which made it difficult for her to walk, she still placed her hand in his.

As soon as she got out of the car, she nearly stumbled because the ground was uneven and the high heels were too high. Fortunately, Kenneth held her hand and gently wrapped her in his arms.

She was wearing a thin dress when she pressed up against him, and as the fragrance on her body wafted over to his face, his heart throbbed.

Looking down at the woman in his arms, Kenneth's gaze became filled with rising passion.

Just at this moment, Fabian came running from inside. "Mr. Hamilton..."

However, when he saw this scene, he turned around and pretended that he didn't see anything.

At this point, Natasha noticed Fabian and she glanced at Kenneth, gently nudging him. "I'm fine now. Thanks."

Kenneth's lips were curled as he looked at her. "Be careful. The ground is uneven."

"Okay." Natasha nodded.

Turning to Fabian, Kenneth's voice was tinged with irritation. "What is it?"

"Mr. Hamilton, everyone is almost here, but now a few of the company's shareholders insist on meeting you. If you don't show up, I'm afraid we can't proceed to the following events," Fabian said with his back facing them.

Kenneth frowned. "Okay."

He then turned to Natasha. "I need to handle this. Would you like to come with me?

"No. I'll take a walk by myself. You go ahead," Natasha replied.

After some thought, Kenneth nodded. "All right, then. Fabian will take you inside.

When I'm done, I'll go and replace you."

Natasha nodded.

As Kenneth walked past Fabian, he gave the latter a cautionary gaze.

Only after Kenneth was out of sight did Fabian heave a sigh of relief and turn to Natasha. "Ms. Watson, come along. I'll take you inside..."

However, when he saw the way Natasha was dressed up today, he froze.

Is Mr. Hamilton really trying to teach the Lynch family a lesson today? Is he not trying to show oft?

Seeing Fabian rooted to the spot, Natasha went forward, frowning. "Hey, what's wrong? Have you seen a ghost?"

Fabian collected himself and looked at her, laughing. "Ms. Watson, you've got such a sense of humor! If you are a ghost, then what are those people who are inside there?" "Why are you daydreaming, then?"

"I just think that you might be the most gorgeous woman tonight!"

Natasha smiled. "So, tell me, what's going on today?" "Don't you know?"

Natasha shook her head.

Looks like Mr. Hamilton didn't tell her anything!

Fabian did not dare to say much, so he only said, "Today is Hamilton Corporation's anniversary banquet." Natasha frowned.

"This is your company's anniversary banquet. Why does Kenneth insist on bringing me here?" she asked. Fabian chuckled. You'll replace out soon enough.

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