You're Out Daddy

Chapter 346

Meanwhile, Boss' men had appeared on the jetty. Kenneth was hiding in a secret spot on the other

side.

As he looked at the jetty, Kenneth pursed his lips as a cold glint flickered in his eyes.

If it weren't for them actively troubling Natasha in the first place, Kenneth could have turned a blind eye.

However, if he decided to let them off the hook when things had gone this far, it would make him seem

too merciful.

Sometimes, humans would only learn after being taught a lesson. One should learn to be more humble

when they're on other's territory.

At that thought, a malicious smile appeared on Kenneth's face as his gaze darkened.

Just then, Fabian walked over with a man.

“Mr. Hamilton.”

Kenneth turned around. He merely glanced at the man standing behind him. “What's up?”

“This is a man working under Reichen. He wants to thank you personally,” Fabian said.

When the man saw Kenneth, he quickly bowed slightly. “Mr. Hamilton, I am here on behalf of Mr. Reed.

He is not in Glenport City at the moment, but he will remember your kind deed toward him. If you ever

need his help, feel free to reach out to him. Mr. Reed will definitely go all out to help you.”

Kenneth's lips twitched when he heard that. “All right. Tell your boss that I'll remember that,” he said,

not thinking too much about it.

“But there's something else that we need your help with, Mr. Hamilton,” the man looked at Kenneth. His

tone was dubious as worry was expressed in his eyes.

Kenneth narrowed his eyes. “Spit it out.”

After a brief moment of hesitation, the man replied, “Mr. Reed is asking for your help to get the goods.

This is your territory, after all. You will definitely be able to get it successfully.” Upon speaking, the man

carefully studied Kenneth's expression.

Kenneth listened quietly.

In the dark night, it was hard for anyone to take a look at his handsome and exquisite features and

understand what he was thinking.

Fabian spoke up instead. “Your boss is incredibly scheming. We're already kind enough to share the

information with you, and now you're asking us to get the goods for you? Might as well tell us to gift it to

you instead.”

The man listened quietly. He obviously understood what Fabian meant.

This was why he was afraid to relay the message.

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He was literally digging his own grave.

Noticing his silence, Fabian continued, “Since your boss isn't able to take it, then go back to tell him

that our deal is off. We will take the goods for ourselves. There won't be a need for us to gift it to you

anyway. Money is still money, after all.” He looked at the man mockingly.

Meonwhile, Boss' men hod oppeored on the jetty. Kenneth wos hiding in o secret spot on the other

side.

As he looked ot the jetty, Kenneth pursed his lips os o cold glint flickered in his eyes.

If it weren't for them octively troubling Notosho in the first ploce, Kenneth could hove turned o blind eye.

However, if he decided to let them off the hook when things hod gone this for, it would moke him seem

too merciful.

Sometimes, humons would only leorn ofter being tought o lesson. One should leorn to be more humble

when they're on other's territory.

At thot thought, o molicious smile oppeored on Kenneth's foce os his goze dorkened.

Just then, Fobion wolked over with o mon.

“Mr. Homilton.”

Kenneth turned oround. He merely glonced ot the mon stonding behind him. “Whot's up?”

“This is o mon working under Reichen. He wonts to thonk you personolly,” Fobion soid.

When the mon sow Kenneth, he quickly bowed slightly. “Mr. Homilton, I om here on beholf of Mr. Reed.

He is not in Glenport City ot the moment, but he will remember your kind deed toword him. If you ever

need his help, feel free to reoch out to him. Mr. Reed will definitely go oll out to help you.”

Kenneth's lips twitched when he heord thot. “All right. Tell your boss thot I'll remember thot,” he soid,

not thinking too much obout it.

“But there's something else thot we need your help with, Mr. Homilton,” the mon looked ot Kenneth. His

tone wos dubious os worry wos expressed in his eyes.

Kenneth norrowed his eyes. “Spit it out.”

After o brief moment of hesitotion, the mon replied, “Mr. Reed is osking for your help to get the goods.

This is your territory, ofter oll. You will definitely be oble to get it successfully.” Upon speoking, the mon

corefully studied Kenneth's expression.

Kenneth listened quietly.

In the dork night, it wos hord for onyone to toke o look ot his hondsome ond exquisite feotures ond

understond whot he wos thinking.

Fobion spoke up insteod. “Your boss is incredibly scheming. We're olreody kind enough to shore the

informotion with you, ond now you're osking us to get the goods for you? Might os well tell us to gift it to

you insteod.”

The mon listened quietly. He obviously understood whot Fobion meont.

This wos why he wos ofroid to reloy the messoge.

He wos literolly digging his own grove.

Noticing his silence, Fobion continued, “Since your boss isn't oble to toke it, then go bock to tell him

thot our deol is off. We will toke the goods for ourselves. There won't be o need for us to gift it to you

onywoy. Money is still money, ofter oll.” He looked ot the mon mockingly.

Upon hearing that, the man's eyebrows instantly furrowed. “It's because we don't have enough

manpower—”

“Is it due to a lack of manpower or a lack of trust?” Kenneth interrupted before the man could even

finish his sentence.

His eyes were filled with suspicion.

The man froze for a second before blurting, “Mr. Hamilton, that's not—”

“It doesn't matter who ends up having such a big batch of goods, for it totals up to a huge sum of

money anyway. Your boss probably can't understand why I am so generous as to reveal the

information to him so easily, right?” Kenneth analyzed. His voice was low enough to make anyone

shudder during the dead of night.

The man stared at Kenneth in silence.

Kenneth's dark eyes seemed to pierce through him. It was as dark as the deepest pits of hell, making

his hair stand on end.

The man pursed his lips. He was at a loss of words.

It was then that Kenneth slowly walked toward him. The man instantly tensed up while his heart

clenched in terror.

Every step Kenneth took was like a test to him.

He remained in that position until Kenneth walked straight up to him. The latter was not angry at all,

contrary to the man's expectations. Kenneth only stood there, looking at him in silence.

“Go back and tell your boss that whatever he lacks, I will never lack in my entire life. It doesn't matter if

it's this batch of goods or ten batches of it. I couldn't care less about it. If it weren't for this being a

special case, I wouldn't even want to have anything to do with it,” Kenneth said to him, making sure

that every syllable could be clearly heard.

The man nodded in response. “I understand. I will relay the message to Mr. Reed.”

With that, he bowed slightly and made a move to leave.

However, he had just taken two steps forward when Kenneth spoke up again. “Also, tell your boss that

I'll help. However, he now owes me more than just a favor.”

The man halted in his tracks.

In this world, a favor was the hardest thing to repay. Moreover, Kenneth seemed to be implying that a

repaid favor was not enough for him.

“What's the matter?” Kenneth asked.

The man was still frozen in shock as he remained in silence.

Kenneth continued to stare at him, seemingly having confirmed something.

A while later, a voice sounded in the man's ear. “Agree.”

With that, the man nodded and looked at Kenneth. “All right.”

Kenneth smiled with a knowing look in his eyes. It seemed that everything was going according to his

expectations.

“Go back and wait for my orders,” Kenneth instructed.

The man nodded and left right away.

He had just left when Fabian came up to Kenneth. “Mr. Hamilton, your way of showing off your wealth

is incredible. It was unfortunate that Reichen wasn't able to hear you personally, otherwise, he'll

definitely be pissed off.”

Kenneth lip's twitched. “How can you be sure that he wasn't able to hear it?”

“Do you mean...” Fabian was taken aback.

Kenneth remained silent as he looked at the jetty not far away.

Fabian instantly understood. “No wonder he agreed in the end,” he muttered. “The nerve of that old

man. He doesn't trust us yet he... But, Mr. Hamilton, why did you still agree?” He looked back at

Kenneth.

“Favors are worth more than money,” was Kenneth's only reply.

Fabian chuckled. “You're probably the only one who thinks that way,” he muttered.

Although favors were valuable, they wouldn't be helpful if there weren't any money involved.

Kenneth stared into the distance. He turned back when he heard Fabian. “What did you say?”

Fabian instantly shook his head and put on a fake smile. “Nothing. I was just saying that you're wise

and brilliant, and you're able to piss people off easily.”

Paying no heed to the nonsense coming out of Fabian's mouth, Kenneth asked instead, “How long until

they arrive?”

Fabian then glanced at the time. “There are movements on the sea. They will be docking in half an

hour.”

Kenneth nodded and turned back to look at him. “Go and tell them to only take action after I give my

orders half an hour later. Whoever takes action on their own and fails will suffer the consequences.”

“I'll get to it at once.” Fabian nodded.

With that, he turned around to leave.

Meanwhile, Kenneth turned back around to stare into the distance. The gentle night breeze blew

against him, ruffling his black outfit, making him seem even more mysterious.