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

The sound of typing on the keyboard echoed throughout the enormous server room.

Although Cosmos was curious, he still gave his best to accomplish his tasks. After working under Anthony's guidance for a while, he began to forget about the latter's age. Occasionally, the two would engage in discussions. Cosmos would ask if he came across something he did not understand, and Anthony would always share his knowledge. At first, Cosmos had reservations about Anthony, but he soon changed his mind after listening to Anthony's theories. Gradually, he became convinced by Anthony. In the end, Cosmos simply followed his instructions.

Initially, astonishment was evident on Cosmos' face, but as time went by, he became accustomed to it.

Deep down, he even felt excited that he had learned something new.

Just like that, time ticked by, but Cosmos did not feel tired at all.

Instead, he felt empowered as though he had been granted superpowers, and there were no words to describe what he was feeling in his heart.

He became very energetic, while Anthony, on the other hand, seemed slightly exhausted.

Upon noticing that, Cosmos looked at Anthony and asked, "What's wrong, are you tired?"

"Nothing. I'm just feeling sleepy. I guess I'm sleep-deprived," replied Anthony.

"Shall I make you some coffee?" Raising a brow, Cosmos offered.

Anthony shot him a glance. "Don't you know that drinking coffee isn't good for your brain?"

Cosmos was stunned. "No, I haven't heard of anything like that."

Cosmos' serious expression made Anthony want to tease him even more. The latter said earnestly, "Coffee is not good for your brain."

"But I drink it every day." Cosmos was flabbergasted.

"So?" Anthony raised an eyebrow.

Cosmos pondered deeply. "Could this have something to do with drinking coffee? But I've never heard of such a thing."

While he was mumbling, Anthony could not help but curved his lips upward.

He seems like an outgoing individual with a cheerful disposition, but why does he act like a simpleton?

Anthony felt so much better after joking around. He was not as sleepy as he was anymore. He then focused his gaze on the computer, and his fingers never stopped typing. Cosmos thought about the matter for a while, but he could not make heads or tails of it. He noticed that Anthony's eyes looked tired and asked, "How about I get you a drink?" "No need," Anthony declined.

"But you "

"Do you have any lollipops?" Anthony asked.

Cosmos checked his pockets and replied, "I actually have one." Immediately, he took one of from his pocket.

Anthony stared at it, requesting, "Remove the wrapper."

"Sure." With that, Cosmos tore open the wrapper and handed it to Anthony.

Anthony did not even lift a finger. He simply opened his mouth and ate it.

His action brought a simile to Cosmos' face.

He withdrew his hand and got back to work.

Suddenly, he realized a problem. Why have I become so submissive?

He turned his head and looked at Anthony. He merely uttered a word, and I instinctively obeyed his command, as if I were his lapdog?

Though Anthony did not glance at him, he could sense Cosmos's gaze fixed on him as if he had eyes growing on the side of his head. "What are you staring at?"

His question brought Cosmos back to his senses. He shook his head and said, "Nothing."

"Hurry up, then. I still have a bit more to finish," Anthony urged.

Upon hearing that, Cosmos leaned toward him and asked, "You? So fast?"

"We aimed to complete it in three hours, so three hours it is," Anthony declared.

Cosmos fell silent and promptly resumed his work.

Since Anthony completed it in three hours, I can't be the one holding things back. Besides, he started from scratch and did everything. It would be too embarrassing if I continued to lag behind. The duo continued to chatter away.

Three hours later, Anthony stopped what he was doing and gazed at his computer screen. He smiled and announced, "It's finished."

Cosmos watched from the side. Three hours ago, he had thought that Anthony was just boasting, but now, he had long forgotten his initial doubts.

"Have you really completed it?" Cosmos asked in astonishment.

Anthony remained composed. "Go call Mr. Dave," he insisted, even though exhaustion showed in his bleary eyes.

Cosmos nodded and headed out excitedly.

A few minutes later, the two of them walked in together.

"Dave, Boss J's son is truly exceptional!" Cosmos complimented as he walked.

However, as soon as he entered the room and strode toward the computer, Dave furrowed his brows. "Where is he?"

Cosmos was curious too. "He was here a while ago." Scanning the room, he spotted a figure lying on the couch at the far back.

"Dave." Cosmos spoke as he cast a look in that direction.

Dave turned around, his gaze falling upon the figure on the nearby couch. Anthony was lying there with his eyes tightly shut, looking like a tiny creature, fast asleep.

Dave knitted his eyebrows.

"I-Isn't this too fast?" Cosmos muttered.

“Let him sleep,” Lei said. He then turned to the computer. "Why don't you tell me what's going on?"

Cosmos nodded. "After conducting a thorough analysis of the series of numbers found on the dark web, we can now confirm that these numbers are a ticking time bomb. If we were to initiate an attack using the dark web, these numbers would undoubtedly lead to our ultimate defeat!"

Upon hearing his words, a frown creased on Dave's forehead.

"I investigated those who departed after the ninth of last month, and everything appeared to be normal. There are no problems, except for one individual..."

Frowning, Dave requested, "Go on."

"If my suspicions are correct, the colleague who mysteriously disappeared last month is likely to be culprit," Cosmos explained.

Upon hearing that, Dave felt conflicted. However, that was not his primary concern. He turned his head toward Cosmos and stated, "What I desire goes far beyond all of this."

"So, in the end, who's the mastermind?" Cosmos pursed his lips before continuing, "After our colleague disappeared, we tracked him down and found that he had close connections with the people at the Vermillion Base. If my guess is correct, they are the ones behind it!"

Unexpectedly, Dave burst out laughing upon hearing that.

With a guffaw like that, his expression seemed to effortlessly encompass both goodness and malevolence.

He gazed at the computer screen, his eyes deep and complex. "So, they've been targeting us since the Vermillion Base," he murmured.

Cosmos hesitated for a moment, then nodded. "I suppose you could put it that way. The boy earlier..." Cosmos glanced at Anthony and chose his words carefully. "Boss J's son mentioned that this sequence of numbers is aimed directly at our financial database. If that's the case, they are after our money."

Dave was not surprised. Despite his smile, his expression was seething with anger.

"Hmph, a bunch of paupers! They're driven to madness by poverty," Dave murmured.

Cosmos had never witnessed such a reaction from Dave before. Frankly, it was a bit unnerving for him. Subsequently, he asked in a hushed tone, "What should we do now, Dave?"