Chapter 90
Pausing briefly while she regarded Anthony, Natasha then nodded in affirmation. “Yes.”
There, she had confessed to it.
Regardless, the thought of keeping it from the children had never crossed her mind. In her own
approach to childhood education, she could never allow herself to take advantage of their youthful
ignorance to deceive them or lie to herself.
Natasha was fullymitted to addressing whatever queries they might have, except that they
had never broached the subject prior.
Nodding staidly, Anthony appeared to be quite unfazed by the answer he was given, to say the
least. “Okay. Got it!”
“Isn’t there anything else you would like to say to me?” Natasha asked.
“Nope.” Anthony shook his head. All he sought was an answer, and the fact that he got one was
satisfactory enough for him.
“Actually, I wouldn’t have kept it from all of you had any one of you had asked earlier,” said
Natasha as she looked at Anthony.
“Nat.” At that moment, Anthony snuggled up close. “This answer isn’t going to change anything.
You’re still my mommy who I love very, very much. I’ll never ever want to leave you!”
Being more ustomed to expressing himself through his actions most of the time, Anthony had
seldom been so chatty, and much rarer still had he been so sweet.
Hearing such wordse off his lips thus made Natasha feel especially moved.
“All right, then!” She nodded coolly as usual. “I’d be holding you to that.”
“Certainly.” Anthony nodded in affirmation.
“In the event he and I went to court over this…”
“I’d refuse to go with him even if he won, and I’d stille back even if he took me away. He might
be able to stop me once or twice, but he can’t stop me forever.”
That led Natasha to burst outughing. She then reached out her hand to pat him on the head.
“Now, that’s my boy.”
“That’s why you needn’t worry about thiswsuit, Mommy. In any case, you can onlye away a
winner.”
“I believe so too.” Natasha concurred with a nod.
Anthony finally smiled as innocently as any child ought to in front of Natasha.
Just looking at him prompted Natasha to drop the questions she wanted to ask.
Being such a restrained person herself, she did not want her own children to inherit that particr
trait of hers. Hence, she did not want to interfere with their personal development.
“Go and pour me a ss of water.”
“Roger that.”
Anthony happily approached and began to serve Natasha.
Elsewhere, Keh went to inspect the wrecked car after he departed from the hospital and also
purposefully made a trip down to the police station to reiterate his own stance on the whole affair.
Considering that it concerned Natasha’s safety, he was determined to ferret out the one who
wished to cause harm to her as soon as possible.
Keh received a call from Thea almost immediately after he stepped outside the police station,
but with the events of the previous day still fresh in his mind, Keh declined to pick up and hung
up on her instead.
He had thought about returning to the office, but aside from looking quite unkempt, his attire was
also spotted with bloodstains. Thereupon, Keh opted to head straight back to the Hamilton
residence.
Liam was practicing his drawing techniques at home and did not even look up when the butler
informed him that Keh had returned. “Hmph. He treats this house as though it’s a hotel.
Coming and leaving whenever he pleases.”
Knowing well that thosements were meant for him, Keh considered his own words before
he spoke. “I’m back, Grandpa.”
Meaning to take a dig at him when he turned, Liam was left astounded when he saw the
bloodstains on his counterpart and noticed the state of dishevelment thetter was in. “What
happened to you? Are you hurt?”
Concerned that Liam might be sick with worry, Keh said, “I’m okay. The blood from these
stains didn’te from me. Let me head up to wash and change out of this. Then, I’d exin
everything.” With that, he went on upstairs.
While he watched from the rear, Liam was unable to contain himself. “Hey, why don’t you tell me
what’s going on first?”
The only response he yielded was the sound of Keh’s door closing.
“That little brat…” Liam was equal parts livid and helpless.
While Keh was upstairs in the showers, his mind was upied by thoughts about Liam’s
condescending attitude and also Natasha’s general indifference toward himself.
He was not able to tell what kind of feeling he was experiencing at the moment, but he felt
annoyed for some reason.
Once done showering, Keh went downstairs to where Liam was waiting.
As fond as Liam was of giving Keh a tongueshing every now and then, Liam was
nheless deeply concerned about his grandson when something happened to thetter.
“Grandpa.” Keh walked over and sat himself down on the couch.
“What on earth happened?” Liam asked before approaching to lift his grandson’s shirt.
“Hey, what are you doing, Grandpa?”
“Checking whether you’re wounded, you brat!” Liam continued to probe around and inspect
Keh’s body. It was only after Liam confirmed his own grandson was fine that he felt relieved.
Keh sat down. “Do you think I’d dare to show myself back here if I was injured?”
That prompted Liam to roll his eyes at him. “Lord knows what’s going through that useless head of
yours.”
Pursing his lip, Keh held his own tongue.
When he noticed how glum the younger man looked, Liam asked, “Now, are you going to tell me
what all this is about?”
That was when an idea struck Keh. He eyed Liam and then carried on talking as before.
“This blood isn’t mine. It’s Natasha’s.”
Liam was sipping away at his coffee, and hearing that nearly caused him to spew out his drink.
“What did you say?” He red at Keh in abject disbelief.
“She got into a traffic ident yesterday.”
“An ident? Was it serious? How is she now? Why are you telling me this only now, you brat?”
Liam appeared deathly disconcerted.
“Her life is not in danger. She just suffered a bit of abrasion, some fractures, and a concussion,
that’s all.”
“That’s all? What the hell is wrong with you? How bad does it need to get before you’d consider it
serious?”
Seeing how agitated Liam was, Keh said, “Don’t get yourself too worked up. You have to be
mindful of your own heart condition.”
“And you. Why aren’t you keeping vigil at the hospital? What are you doing back here?” an
exasperated Liam asked.
The mere mention of that left Keh quite helpless. “It was Old Mr. Watson who told me to
leave…”
What was to follow was self-evident as Liam looked at him intently. “Y-You had iting to you!”
Speechlessly, Keh pursed his own lips.
“No. I have to go down to the hospital to see things for myself.” Following that, Liam summoned
the butler to him. “Prep the car, Dan. I want it ready to leave by the time I’ve changed.”
“Understood. I’d go see to it right away.” Then out went Dan.
“Shall I apany you?” the observing Keh asked.
Only then did the slick nature of his intentions dawn upon Liam, who regarded him, snickering,
“Oh, that’s why you were waiting for me here, huh?”
Perking up his eyebrows, Keh remained silent. He made no attempt to deny that either.
“Terence won’t allow you to stay at the hospital, so you decided that you’re going to go there in my
name. To think you had me wondering why you came back here for… You were plotting to exploit
your own grandfather!” said Liam as he regarded him.
“I have no such intention.” Out of pride, Keh did not want to admit that.
“Fine then. In that case, you won’t be going.” With that, Liam headed upstairs to get changed.
When he came back down, Keh was no longer seated in the living room. Without questioning
too much about it, Liam simply got up and left.
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After he got in the car, however, that was when he saw Keh right there in the driver’s seat.
“Dan said that his foot is killing him, Grandpa, so I’d be helping to chauffeur you around today,”
said Keh as he turned back to face Liam.
Even if no one else could see through him, how could Liam possibly not? Withoutmenting
further, he straightaway shut the car door.
Pursing his lips, Keh went on to roll the car out.