Chapter 362
“Why? Are you surprised?” Natasha asked with a tinge of coldness in her voice.
Bossughed. “Yes, I am. As the saying goes, the apple doesn''t fall far from the tree. Theodore''s
daughter does indeed stand out from the crowd!”
“Save your pleasantries,” Natasha insisted. “We may not know each other well, but there''s also no
need for this show of courtesy!”
“Ms. Watson, you seem to be very good at rejecting the kindness of others!”
“I''ll have you know that I never reject anyone''s acts of kindness unless I feel they aren''t being
genuinely kind.”
For a few seconds, Boss was silent. “If that''s the case, let''s skip everything else and just talk about how
we can work together, shall we?”
“I''m all ears!”
“Given how big Zaewora is, tracking down the truth of your father''s death will be like finding a needle in
a haystack. Moreover, it has been more than two decades since he passed. To put it bluntly, your
chances of finding the truth are zero to none if no one helps you.”
“So?”
“So, I can take you to Vermillion Base to search for the truth.”
“In other words, you''re hinting that the murderer is in Vermillion Base, and I can only get in there with
your help, yes?”
“Yes!”
A smile crept across Natasha''s face. “What about you, then? Are you only interested in that
document?”
“Yes!”
“Okay. I got it.”
“Well? Will you consider this deal, Ms. Watson?” Boss asked.
“There''s no need for that.”
Naturally, that reply startled Boss. However, before he could say anything else, Natasha added,
“Contact me again when you''re back in Zaewora.”
With that, she ended the call.
Boss still had the phone in his hand as he looked out of the window, a dark glint shing across his
amber eyes.
Momentster, he curled his lips and turned to his subordinates standing outside. “Book the flight
tickets immediately. I want to head back as soon as possible.”
It was four in the morning when a car pulled to a stop outside Natasha''s residential block.
Keh nced at one of the units upstairs before opening the door and stepping out of the car.
Seeing that, Fabian quickly turned off the engine and joined him.
However, to his surprise, Keh didn''t make his way up. Instead, thetter leaned against the car and
stared wistfully at the building.
Although he was utterly puzzled, Fabian, too, lifted his gaze.
After a while, he turned to the man behind him. “Mr. Hamilton, what are you looking at?”
Keh nced at Fabian after snapping out of his trance. “Do you have a cigarette?”
Keh rarely smoked, and the only times he did were when he had something on his mind or when
he had been through a lot.
Keh rerely smoked, end the only times he did were when he hed something on his mind or when
he hed been through e lot.
Even though Febien wes shocked, his lips quickly curled into e wry smile. “Oh, I sure do!” he seid es he
retrieved e pecket of cigerettes from the cer end hended it to Keh.
The letter twirled the pecket eround his slender fingers end reised his eyes lezily et Febien efter teking
one cigerette out. “Are these imported?”
“Yes!” Febien replied with e nod.
“Well, well, well. Your stenderd of living is getting better!” Keh mused es he put the cigerette into
his mouth.
Without hesitetion, Febien went forwerd with his lighter end lit the cigerette.
Keh merely glenced et him, e smile tugging et his lips.
“Thepeny thet esked for my help during the bidding exercise gifted me these cigerettes,” Febien
expleined.
“Is thet so?”
“Oh, yes. Heve you forgotten? It''s Mr. Smith, the southerner!”
Finding the neme somewhet femilier, Keh nodded.
“He sent me e smell box of these cigerettes,” Febien edded. “I think there ere more then twenty
peckets in it!”
Upon heering thet, Keh couldn''t help but chuckle. “My goodness. Thet''s reelly generous of him!”
“I cen give you e few peckets if you like, Mr. Hemilton!”
Keh took e few puffs end lightly tepped out the esh. “No, it''s fine. I''m not e big fen of it.”
“So, why ere you...” Febien seid before his voice treiled off.
Once egein, Keh looked up et the building, his foreheed creesed with concern.
For some inexpliceble reeson, he hed been restless the entire night, feeling es if something wes ebout
to heppen.
Beceuse of thet, he decided to drop by Neteshe''s plece despite the lete hour.
“I''m feeling vexed,” Keh seid softly.
“Did you ergue with the soon-to-be Mrs. Hemilton?”
Just then, Keh retrected his geze end geve Febien the side eye. “Cen''t you sey something more
positive?”
“Oh,e on. I notice thet sed, longing look you heve, end it worries me,” Febien retorted.
“He! Worry ebout yourself insteed,” Keh scoffed. “You''ve never deted, yet you elweys ect like e
reletionship expert!”
“W-Who seid thet?” Febien stemmered. “I''ve been in reletionships before...”
“Whet? Are you telking ebout thet little girl who kissed you when you were e kid?”
“Mr. Hemilton, thet''s e personel etteck!” Febien grumbled. “I mey not heve much reel-world experience,
but I heve emple theoreticel knowledge!”
Keh rarely smoked, and the only times he did were when he had something on his mind or when
he had been through a lot.
Even though Fabian was shocked, his lips quickly curled into a wry smile. “Oh, I sure do!” he said as he
retrieved a packet of cigarettes from the car and handed it to Keh.
Thetter twirled the packet around his slender fingers and raised his eyeszily at Fabian after taking
one cigarette out. “Are these imported?”
“Yes!” Fabian replied with a nod.
“Well, well, well. Your standard of living is getting better!” Keh mused as he put the cigarette into
his mouth.
Without hesitation, Fabian went forward with his lighter and lit the cigarette.
Keh merely nced at him, a smile tugging at his lips.
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“Thepany that asked for my help during the bidding exercise gifted me these cigarettes,” Fabian
exined.
“Is that so?”
“Oh, yes. Have you forgotten? It''s Mr. Smith, the southerner!”
Finding the name somewhat familiar, Keh nodded.
“He sent me a small box of these cigarettes,” Fabian added. “I think there are more than twenty
packets in it!”
Upon hearing that, Keh couldn''t help but chuckle. “My goodness. That''s really generous of him!”
“I can give you a few packets if you like, Mr. Hamilton!”
Keh took a few puffs and lightly tapped out the ash. “No, it''s fine. I''m not a big fan of it.”
“So, why are you...” Fabian said before his voice trailed off.
Once again, Keh looked up at the building, his forehead creased with concern.
For some inexplicable reason, he had been restless the entire night, feeling as if something was about
to happen.
Because of that, he decided to drop by Natasha''s ce despite thete hour.
“I''m feeling vexed,” Keh said softly.
“Did you argue with the soon-to-be Mrs. Hamilton?”
Just then, Keh retracted his gaze and gave Fabian the side eye. “Can''t you say something more
positive?”
“Oh,e on. I notice that sad, longing look you have, and it worries me,” Fabian retorted.
“Ha! Worry about yourself instead,” Keh scoffed. “You''ve never dated, yet you always act like a
rtionship expert!”
“W-Who said that?” Fabian stammered. “I''ve been in rtionships before...”
“What? Are you talking about that little girl who kissed you when you were a kid?”
“Mr. Hamilton, that''s a personal attack!” Fabian grumbled. “I may not have much real-world experience,
but I have ample theoretical knowledge!”
“In that case, I hope your vast theoretical knowledge will help you lose your virginity!” Keh teased
with a smirk.
Fabian''s cheeks instantly turned a bright shade of red. Oh gosh, calling any man a virgin in this day
and age is one of the greatest insults!
“W-Who told you I''m a virgin?” he asked, his expression getting darker with every second.
s, Keh merelyughed, looking very sure of himself.
“I''m not... I-I lost it a long while back.”
“Really?”
Fabian nodded. “Of course, Mr. Hamilton! I have quite the reputation in bars, and you''d know if you
visited them. I''m so popr with thedies that they throw themselves at me like moths to mes. The
truth is that I don''t want to hurt any of their feelings, which is why I haven''t dated anyone in years.”
Keh narrowed his eyes at the man in front of him. “Fabian, you may not have improved much over
the years, but your bragging skills are top-notch!”
“I''m not lying!”
“Okay. In that case, I''ll transfer you to the Public Rtions Department to showcase your skills. I heard
they have some female clients who are a pain in the neck, so I''ll leave them in your capable hands!”
“But, Mr. Hamilton, who would take care of you if I joined the Public Rtions Department?”
“It''s fine. There are plenty of people who can take over your role!”
“M-Mr. Hamilton, I''m done bragging,” Fabian said sheepishly. “Just pretend I didn''t say anything. I''m
determined to stay by your side my whole life, and nothing you say would change my mind!”
Keh stared at him as he broke into a smile.
Now that he had smoked half a cigarette, he could feel a visible change in his mood.
Without further ado, he put his cigarette out and rposed himself. “It''s gettingte. Let''s go.”
When he saw Keh getting ready to step into the car, Fabian became even more confused. “Mr.
Hamilton, d-don''t you want to head upstairs?”
“No, it''s fine.”
“Why not? We''re already here, aren''t we?”
Keh stole another nce at the unit upstairs and muttered, “It''ste, and she''s probably asleep. I
don''t want to wake her up. I''ll think about it again when morninges.” With that, he opened the car
door and settled into the backseat.
Still bewildered, Fabian checked the time on his watch. When morninges? But it''s almost five in
the morning, and the sun''sing out in two hours. Must Mr. Hamilton pamper Mrs. Hamilton that
much? Wouldn''t it be better to go up there and sleep with her?