Chapter 153


    “I suffered a rpse overseas and ignored it. Now, it''s affecting me in some way,” Natasha


    revealed.


    Spencer gazed at her. His brows furrowed together. “Show me your hand.”


    Natasha rolled up her sleeves and exposed her fair arm. Her wrist was trembling slightly.


    Spencer touched her bone carefully before getting to his feet. Going to the table, he pulled out a


    ck bag from an intricate ck box custom-made for him. He then returned to Natasha to begin


    his treatment. There was a row of needles in the bag.


    He pulled a needle out and inserted it into Natasha''s slender wrist slowly.


    His expression was stern and serious.


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    “It''s going to hurt a little, so bear with it,” Spencer reminded her.


    Natasha didn''t utter a word and watched as the needle pierced her skin. Spencer''s treatment was


    differentpared to usual acupuncture treatments, for the pain caused by this needle spread all


    the way to the tips of her fingers.


    Despite furrowing her brows, Natasha didn''t make a sound.


    Spencer took another needle and inserted it into her wrist.


    He lifted his head and nced at Natasha.


    Cold sweat had formed on her brows, and she seemed pale. However, she still didn''t utter a word.


    “You still have a high pain tolerance, huh?” Spencermented.


    “You''re saying as if I can ask someone else to tolerate the pain for me if I can''t handle it anymore,”


    Natasha replied with a smirk.


    Spencer sighed. “Oh, what a waste of your good looks. There''s no harm in showing your weakness


    once in a while.”


    “Will it stop hurting if I show my weakness?” Natasha asked.


    Spencer was rendered speechless.


    He promptly regretted making thatment.


    They had known each other for years, and he knew her character well.


    Ugh, why did I create trouble for myself?


    A few minutester, the pain intensified. Natasha''s face grew paler as time ticked by.


    “Hold it a little longer,” Spencer said.


    Natasha''s wrist started trembling again.


    Seeing that, Spencer pinned her hand down. He felt bad for her when he saw how she was biting


    back the anguish.


    “Did you find any clues about the culprit who killed your parents?” Spencer asked as he fixed his


    gaze on her.


    Natasha shook her head in response.


    “It has been years, but you still failed to find anything. Could it be a simple ident?


    Are you reading too much into it?” Spencer suggested.


    Hearing that, Natasha shot him a look and snorted icily. “Spencer, you''re wee to try to divert my


    attention, but please don''t insult my intelligence.”


    Spencer responded, “Even if it wasn''t an ident, perhaps the culprit who killed your parents is


    already dead by now. Otherwise, you would''ve found at least a clue.”


    Natasha narrowed her eyes. “Even if you''re right, I want to see his body no matter what.”


    Spencer wasn''t sure what to say, for he knew she had never gotten over it.


    Natasha had been calm and indifferent all the while, but she had never stopped investigating the


    reason behind her parents’ death over the years.


    “There is no progress to your investigation, so perhaps it involves something bigger,” Spencer said.


    “No matter what, I''ll find out the truth to avenge them!” Natasha vowed solemnly.


    Spencer gazed at her before looking away.


    It was time.


    Thus, he removed the needles from her wrist.


    “If you want to unravel the truth, take good care of your hand. You''re a top hacker. How will you


    carry on the investigation if you lose the ability to use your hand?”


    Her face drained of color, Natasha said naught a word. Despite her ashenplexion, she still


    looked as beautiful as ever.


    “You’re Shadow Seeker, the top hacker in the world. Don''t you know you''re sought by many? I know


    plenty of people who would die to recruit you. Won''t you consider it?”


    Natasha shook her head. “I promised Grandpa. I don''t want to make him worried.”


    “Then why are you that insistent on finding the truth?”


    “They are separate matters!”


    Spencer arched a brow.


    Fine. You''re powerful enough to call the shots, anyway.


    Natasha nced at him. “How long will it take for my hand to recoverpletely?”


    “At least two months,” came Spencer''s reply.


    Natasha could barely hide her surprise. “That long?”


    “If you''d bothered listening to me, your hand would''ve recovered ages ago. Fortunately, you came to


    your senses before it is toote. Otherwise, you can only use your hand to eat in the future.”


    Natasha didn''t bother arguing with him. She rolled down her sleeves and looked at him. “How often


    do I need toe to you?”


    “Once every three days,” Spencer replied.


    Natasha rose to her feet instantly. “I''ll pay you a visit three dayster.”


    Spencer''s brows scrunched up. “You''re leaving already?”


    “Is there anything else?” “I came all the way here to treat you. Aren''t you going to have a meal with


    me? You''re leaving just like that?” Spencer stared at her; his eyes rounded in incredulity.


    “Are you in need of people to eat with you?”


    “That''s my business. But I came here just for you. I''m going to be here for three months. Aren''t you


    going to be a good host?” Spencer retorted.


    Natasha pondered over his words. He''s right.


    “Let''s do that another day. I''ve been outside for too long today. My family might worry about me.”


    “You''re an adult. Is your grandpa that controlling?” Spencer snapped.


    Natasha mulled over his words. “Hmm, he''s not the only one. I''ll introduce you to some other people


    later.”


    “Who are they?” Spencer''s curiosity was piqued.


    “You''ll find outter.” She got to her feet and left his room without waiting for his reply.


    Spencer stared at her back and shook his head helplessly.


    West met ten years ago, but she never changed a bit.


    At the hotel restaurant downstairs, Keh was sitting on a couch, d in a ck suit. He exuded


    an impressive vibe of dignity that deterred others from approaching him.


    That was what Thea saw when she arrived.


    He was born to be in the spotlight. It would only take one look at him for one to remember him


    forever.


    Thea hated him immensely, but she also loved him dearly.


    She initially nned on destroying him if she couldn''t get him to be hers. However, after receiving


    his call, she couldn''t stop her heart from racing. Yearning to see him, she had decided toe to


    the hotel to meet him.


    In fact, she couldn''t help but hope that he finally realized how important she was to him after her


    departure.


    With that thought in mind, she smoothened her outfit and forced herself to calm down. She then


    went over to him and greeted him, “Hello, Keh.”


    Keh lifted his gaze and shot her a look.


    Thea upied the seat across from him and put on a calm front. “Why did you ask to meet me? Is


    something the matter?”


    Keh gazed at her arrogantly as though he was a royalty.


    “What''s the matter?” Thea repeated.


    Without warning, Keh fished out a few flight tickets and ced them on the table.


    Thea took one look at the tickets and narrowed her eyes. “What are you trying to imply?”


    “Leave Glenport City,” Keh ordered icily.


    Thea''s heart sank to the bottom of her stomach. Her hope all gone, she balled her fists and


    demanded in a shrill voice, “Are you asking me to leave?”