You're Out Daddy

Chapter 521

Anthony hummed before saying, “Don't you think that Nat's gentler than before?”

Benjamin blinked. “But Nat's always been gentle.”

“What are you talking about? She used to be so inflexible. It's not that she's gentler now, but...

something else.” Anthony wracked his brain for the right word, but despite his long contemplation, he

failed to find a suitable term for the feeling.

Benjamin studied him from head to toe. “Tony, you used to be Nat's die-hard fan. No matter how Nat is,

she's always the best person in the world to you. What's wrong? Have you changed your mind?”

“I...” Anthony pressed his lips tightly together before saying, “Nat's still the best person I know. I'm just

pointing a fact out.”

“And the fact is that people change. Doesn't that apply to you as well?” Benjamin questioned.

Anthony nodded after a while. “You're right.”

At Anthony's speechlessness, Benjamin chuckled.

“Fine. Ignore everything I said!” Anthony huffed and turned to leave.

Benjamin walked over and placed a hand on his shoulder. “All right. I know what you mean. I'm not

dumb, so how can I not sense Nat's change?”

Anthony turned to look at his brother. “Then why did you pretend not to know anything?”

“I just wanted to see you rendered speechless.”

“You—”

Just as Anthony was about to retort, Benjamin interrupted, “Regardless of everything, I'm fine as long

as her change is for the better.”

Anthony nodded in agreement. “That's true, but I am worried about something.”

“About what?”

“We asked Nat whether or not she found the truth last time, and she told us yes. But she refused to tell

us who it was.”

Benjamin continued, “So you're worried that Nat will continue trying to seek revenge?”

“It's not a worry; she'll surely do that.”

Benjamin lowered his gaze for a moment before inclining his head. “Nat's been troubled by this for so

many years. She's not going to let it go so easily.” Then, he lifted his head to look at Anthony and

asked, “What do you think about this?”

“Since Nat wants to settle this herself, I think we should find out who it is. Even if we don't intervene in

this, we can at least have our guards up,” Anthony pointed out.

Benjamin bobbed his head. “Agreed.”

“I'll leave this to you, then.”

The younger boy continued bobbing his head, but he soon registered what Anthony had just said.

“What?”

Anthony laughed at him. “I'm sure you'll do this well.”

“No, wait, why me again?”

“You're the most obedient child of us all. You're not as chaotic as Denise, and you're not as nosy as I.

Nat has always been most contented with you, so you'll catch her off guard if you were the one to ask

her,” Anthony pointed out.

“Anthony, you—”

“We're taking turns. If anything crops up again, it'll be my turn,” Anthony quickly said.

“Well, then you should go first!”

“I've already asked her, and you saw how Nat responded. That's why I'm sure she won't say anything if

I were to ask her instead.”

“I'm always glued by your side. Won't she know that you'll know if I ask her about it?”

“Then come up with a plan and fish for information from her as nonchalantly as you can.”

“Are you overestimating my capabilities, or are you underestimating Nat's capabilities?”

“Just try. We'll think about what else to do if it doesn't work,” Anthony insisted.

What else could Benjamin say after that? He could only give Anthony another glance before reminding

him, “You said it yourself. It'll be your turn next time.”

“Of course!” Anthony nodded fervently with a sincere look on his face.

Benjamin then let go of him and walked toward his bag.

After taking out a drawing book, he turned to head out of the room.

“Where are you going?” Anthony cried out after him.

“To look for Nat and fish for what we want.” With that, he pulled the door open and stepped out.

Anthony curled his lips as he watched his brother leave.

Once Benjamin was gone, he turned back to his computer. On the screen were Kyle's numerous

messages.

The last message he sent was: Anthony Watson, are you trying to play dead? Respond to me!

Despite Kyle's impatience, Anthony took his time typing his reply: I'm just chatting with my dear

mommy. No need to rush me.

Meanwhile, in the room, Natasha was sitting by the side of Kenneth's bed. Just as she adjusted the

blanket and sat down, someone pushed the door open. It was Benjamin.

“Nat.”

Natasha lifted her head to look at Benjamin. “Not heading to bed yet?”

Benjamin walked over to her. “I couldn't sleep, so I came to have a chat with you.” As he spoke, he

passed the drawing book to her.

Natasha lowered her gaze to look at it.

“Didn't you say you wanted to take a look at it? I've brought it over,” Benjamin explained.

After another glance at the boy, Natasha took the book and began flipping through the pages.

Benjamin had already used up more than half of the book.

The first drawing was a miniature firearm. Back then, Benjamin's drawing skill was average at best.

The lines were rough at that time, but the more pages she flipped through, the better he became.

“You've seen this one before,” Benjamin commented on one of the pages as Natasha went through the

drawings.

Indeed, Natasha had seen a few drawings in the past, but she did not see the rest after that.

Back then, she thought that Anthony was just interested in guns like the other kids, but now, she

realized that his interest in them seemed a little too serious for that. In fact, she realized that he never

drew imitations of guns; he came up with everything he drew, and there were even explanatory

diagrams at the side.

The more she went through the pages, the more shocked she became.

It was different from when she found out about Anthony's interest.

Natasha knew how to operate a computer since she was young, so she was only slightly surprised to

find out that Anthony was skilled in operating one as well. That surprise back then had been different

from the surprise she felt as she looked through Benjamin's drawing book.

As a matter of fact, by the time she reached half of his drawings, the emotion she felt could no longer

be considered as just “surprise.”

Benjamin's drawings were getting more detailed over time, and the explanatory diagrams were getting

more simplified.

Even though Natasha did not know much about firearms, she could almost imagine how the firearm

parts could form an impressive item.

“Benjamin, do these work?”

“I've never tried them out, but I've looked into them over and over before. They should be functional.”

It was at that moment Natasha realized why Thalia had said what she said back then.

Without a doubt, Benjamin was talented.

If he were to go down the path of his interest, then he would be a rare gifted individual that everyone

would desperately try to recruit.

Natasha was confounded. I can understand why Anthony's good with computers, but what about

Benjamin? He couldn't have inherited his talents, too, right?

With those thoughts in her mind, Natasha stared at Benjamin long and hard.

Hearing her silence, Benjamin asked, “What's the matter, Nat? Is there anything wrong?”