You're Out, Daddy novel (Natasha and Kenneth)

With the phone to his ear, Anthony began to speak, "Mr. Dave."

There was a moment of silence on the other end before a voice spoke, "Anthony, I need your help!"

"What is it?"

"So, how about I send someone to pick you up, and you come over to DX?" Dave asked directly.

Anthony paused for a moment and was genuinely taken aback by that. However, he was a person with a strong ability to adapt. Soon, he spoke up, "I have no problem going, but you're well aware of my status If you're not worried about that, then I have no issues."

He thought after saying that, Dave would hesitate a bit. But, as soon as his words fell, Dave spoke up, "Anyway, you're the future heir of DX. It doesn't matter!"

Anthony was in shock. "How come I know nothing about this?"

"Didn't I notify you in advance?" Dave retorted, "I feel like I've mentioned this many times."

"But I didn't agree to this!"

"Does it even matter whether you agree to this or not?" Dave retorted.

"..."

"Alright, enough chatter," Dave said. "The car is on its way and should arrive in about twenty minutes. Just do as they instruct when the time comes!"

Anthony initially wanted to say something else, but he understood the gravity of the situation and responded, "Alright, I understand."

After hanging up the phone, Anthony stood up and stretched a bit. Then, he took out a piece of clothing from the cabinet and changed into it.

I'm going to DX. I can't afford to embarrass myself, right?

Looking at the person standing in the mirror, he was dressed in black from head to toe. A black shirt, black pants, black coat, and even the pair of short boots were black. Even so, on Anthony, under the contrast of his fair and tender face, he still looked incredibly distinguished.

That could not be helped. Anthony seemed to have been born for the color black. Every time he wore black clothes, there was an unusual sense of mystery about him, as well as a maturity beyond his years. Looking at his reflection in the mirror, Anthony's eyes flashed with a hint of satisfaction. Then, he turned around and took out a black bag from the cabinet, into which he packed his laptop.

Seeing that the time was about right, he finally picked up his bag and walked out directly.

As he was heading down, the car just happened to pull into the yard. After it came to a halt, someone got out of the vehicle.

Upon seeing it was Luke, Anthony slightly narrowed his eyes.

"It's you?"

Luke immediately flashed a smile. "Do you still remember me?"

"Of course, you were Mr. Dave's lifesaver last time. No, I should say you were my daddy's lifesaver!" Anthony said.

Upon hearing that, Luke realized he was talking about the incident at the boss's house. He immediately waved his hand with a smile. "Oh, it was just a coincidence."

"Whether it was a coincidence or luck, no matter what, thank you for saving them back then," Anthony said to him.

Despite Anthony's cool and aloof appearance, he was very polite.

Luke himself had no resistance toward children. After witnessing Anthony's performance at the base last time, he could not help but admire him greatly.

Indeed, children from excellent families were always so outstanding!

"Dave and Boss are the most important people to me. It's only right that I should do so," Luke said.

Anthony chuckled.

Suddenly, Luke remembered something and immediately opened the car door. "Let's go. Dave sent me to pick you up."

Anthony nodded, then walked toward the car and got in directly.

There was another driver in the car. After Anthony got in, the driver nodded at him as a greeting.

The car door closed, and Luke walked around to get in. As soon as the car started, Luke pulled out a blindfold and turned to look at Anthony. "I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you to wear this." Anthony looked at the blindfold in his hand. In an instant, he understood, yet he remained silent.

"This is the rule. Even when it's the boss, it has to be this way..." explained Luke.

Anthony glanced at him. His eyes and brows looked cool and serene. Then, he leaned forward and took it from Luke's hands. "Understood," he said and promptly put it on.

Luke looked on. "You can take a little nap. By the time you wake up, we will have arrived."

After putting on his blindfold, Anthony lazily leaned back into the genuine leather chair.

He did not speak, but he gave off an air of displeasure.

Luke looked on and remained silent.

At that moment, Anthony spoke up, "If my daddy needs to wear the blindfold when he goes there, does it make sense? Doesn't he already know where it is?" "The headquarters moved a few years ago. It's no longer in the previous location," said Luke.

Upon hearing that, Anthony nodded in agreement.

Afraid that Anthony would take it to heart, Luke continued to explain, "However, this rule was set by the boss himself. It has been this way for many years."

Anthony laughed. "No need to explain so much to me. I understand. It's indeed as it should be."

Hearing him say that, Luke finally breathed a sigh of relief. "It's best if you can understand."

"I'm going to take a nap. Wake me up when it's time," said Anthony.

"Good!"

And so, beneath the blindfold, Anthony closed his eyes. He was not sure if it was because he had not slept well the night before. However, at that moment, when he said he wanted to take a nap, he fell asleep right away.

He slept so soundly that he was completely oblivious to everything around him.

When he woke up again, it was because someone had disturbed his sleep.

"Dave, are you sure? Can he handle it?"

"Yeah, Dave. How old is he anyway?"

"What are you talking about? Dave is just joking with us."

"Exactly. Dave, this is Boss J's kid, right?"

"Can you tell?"

"He's the spitting image of Boss J."

Listening to the jumbled conversations around him, Anthony's brows furrowed slightly before he reluctantly opened his eyes.

The light was blinding. As Anthony opened his eyes, he instinctively raised his hand to shield them.

At that moment, someone with quick thinking immediately redirected the light elsewhere.

After adjusting for a moment, Anthony finally opened his eyes, and what met his gaze were four faces.

Watching them gather around to look at him, Anthony sat up straight.

However, he got up too abruptly and almost fell due to his carelessness. Fortunately, someone reached out and caught him in time.

Anthony's gaze fell upon the scene before him. The sight of himself sitting at the table left him momentarily stunned.

"How... How did I end up here?" he asked.

"There's no bed here, so I had to put you down here," a familiar voice echoed from behind.

Anthony turned around, and there stood Dave not far away. He was watching him with his arms crossed over his chest.

Anthony frowned. "No, what I mean is, wasn't I in the car?"

"You were asleep, and Luke didn't have the heart to wake you up, so he just carried you over here," Dave said. Anthony was dumbstruck.

An image of Luke cradling him like a baby even formed in his mind.

He was supposed to arrive looking handsome. How did I end up like this...

Looking at Dave, then at the crowd around him, there was a glimmer of light in everyone's eyes. It was as if he was still a one or two-year-old child! Anthony's illusion vanished.

Is this the gap between imagination and reality?

It's too much of a difference!