Chapter 4: A Month's Agreement

Natalie Silvestre put down her phone and looked at Will seriously. "Yes, I don't like Jeremiah Kennis." "So, I really hope to see him embarrassed in front of our teacher." "If not, our teacher will definitely urge us to meet again and foster a relationship." Will was surprised to hear Natalie's words. After a few seconds, he gave her a thumbs up. Natalie smiled. Time flew by on the road. However, when Natalie's car turned a corner, she saw two unexpected people far from Kennis Manor. It was Jeremiah Kennis and that golden-haired man. Natalie was puzzled about how these two ended up in front of her. At this moment, Jeremiah Kennis was holding the golden baseball bat, his face looking grim. And Mr. Kennis, on the other hand, looked furious. Natalie hesitated. She felt her appearance might not be the best timing. But equally, she didn't want her teacher to continue being angry. Teacher Kennis's health hadn't been great since his eldest son passed away. When the car stopped, all three looked towards Natalie as she stepped out. Jeremiah Kennis's face darkened instantly. He handed the baseball bat to the golden-haired man. "Ferimon, hold this." Then, he strode towards Natalie, looking fierce. "Why are you here? I already warned you." The next moment, he heard something hit his head with a crisp thud. He held his head for a moment before turning around, seeing his angry father. "Father!" Even if Natalie couldn't see Jeremiah Kennis's face, she could feel his distress. But Mr. Kennis seemed oblivious to it all, his face filled with anger. "How dare you speak to Natalie like that? She's my favorite junior!" Jeremiah Kennis was speechless, looking at his father in disbelief. Mr. Kennis opened his mouth but was interrupted by Natalie's cough. With hands in her pockets, Natalie smiled at Jeremiah Kennis. "What did I deceive your father about?" Jeremiah Kennis paused, then grew angrier. He glared at Natalie, saying each word deliberately. "You deceived my father. You've had a good education and come from a wealthy family, enough to match me!" Natalie had her hands behind her back. "No, you're wrong on the last point." "It's your qualifications that don't match mine, regardless of whether I lied or not. That's the truth!" "She's right." William Kennis's eyes were all smiles. Standing next to Natalie, everyone could see their close relationship. Jeremiah Kennis stood still, looking at his father, then at Natalie, incredulous. William Kennis looked at Natalie, almost showing all his teeth in his smile. "Last time you were here, you liked this manor a lot. Now, you can move in and become the owner." "How does that feel? Very happy?" Natalie stepped back, shaking her head seriously. "No, Mr. Kennis, I have no interest in Jeremiah Kennis." "Besides, since we met, we've been arguing." William Kennis looked at Natalie, nodding seriously. But what he said completely misunderstood Natalie's earlier meaning. "That's right! You two are like bickering lovers!" "Teacher has much more life experience than both of you. Trust Teacher and Father. You can really get along." Jeremiah Kennis frowned. Before he could deny, he saw his father raise the golf club. Instantly, he fell silent. He turned to glare at Natalie, mouthing that she should refuse. Natalie watched her teacher eagerly, then nodded. "Okay, but I need to make a deal." "If Jeremiah Kennis and I haven't made progress in our relationship within a month, we won't contact each other again." "That works too." William Kennis nodded with a smile. Natalie breathed a sigh of relief. But soon, she realized she relaxed too early. William Kennis turned to Jeremiah Kennis, once again lifting the golf club. "I'm telling you, after a month, I want to hear news of grandchildren!" With that, he walked into the manor, not looking back at the three behind him. Jeremiah Kennis walked towards the manor with a furrowed brow. Ferimon Gilbert followed closely behind. Natalie watched their backs, feeling amused. She turned to go back to her car, to leave. But before she could lift her leg, Ferimon Gilbert spotted her. He looked at Natalie, sneering. "Don't you feel any guilt facing Uncle William? He trusts you, yet you deceive him." "And when he feels tired because of you, you just leave! You didn't even think to comfort him!" Natalie stood with her arms crossed, looking at Ferimon Gilbert as if watching a show. Her elbow rested on the car, her face showing a look of amusement. "Forget whether what you said makes sense. I can assure you, you won't get into this manor!" Ferimon Gilbert sneered. "You talk nonsense..." He didn't finish his sentence, as he caught sight of a figure beside him.