You're Out Daddy

Chapter 778 A Game

Spencer went after her the moment she stepped out of the room.

Undeniably, Thalia's words had struck a chord within him.

It was extremely hard for him to make the decision and ask for the antidote from Natasha because he knew how

selfish and wrong his action was. However, he had no choice but to do it. Now, Thalia had crushed him and his idea

entirely with a single sentence.

Spencer stood rooted to the spot and mulled over it for a moment before chasing after her.

After exiting the room, Thalia went straight to Natasha's room.

She wanted to barge into the room as soon as she reached the door, but she held herself back. Instead, she

composed herself and knocked on the door.

When she heard no response from inside the room, she hammered the door a few more times in an urgent

manner.

Still, no one came to the door.

Right when she was about to storm into the room, Spencer grabbed her wrist.

Thalia froze momentarily and turned around. Seeing that it was Spencer behind her, she struggled to break free.

“Let go of me!”

“Just stop!” Spencer refused to let her go.

“Leave me alone!”

“Thalia!” Spencer suddenly shouted in a stern tone.

Startled, Thalia stared at him.

Spencer took a deep breath, looked into her eyes, and said, “I know it doesn't matter what I say now. Perhaps I'm a

selfish person in your eyes, but I don't care what you think of me...”

Thalia couldn't bring herself to blame him because she knew he had her best interests at heart.

While looking back at him, Thalia narrowed her eyes slightly and answered, “I know you're doing this for my sake.

Frankly, I'm happy because you're doing everything you can to save my life. If that person weren't Natasha, I

wouldn't mind. But I'm close friends with the three kids, and I've also known Natasha for so many years. Besides,

you guys are friends, right? If you do this, you're going to regret it for the rest of your life. If you have to live in guilt

for the rest of your life just so I can survive, I would rather not live.”

Spencer kept mum and stared at her with his dark and conflicted gaze.

“Spencer, Natasha had already saved my life by transfusing her blood to me that day. Thanks to her, I'm still alive.

We can't be so selfish. Do you understand?” she asked.

“I don't want you to die.” Spencer fixed his gaze on her, the expression in his eyes deep and profound.

In response, Thalia smiled. “I won't die. With your skills, I'm sure it's only a matter of time before you develop the

antidote.”

Spencer's eyes were red. “I don't even believe in myself.”

“Spencer, you're great at what you do, so you must believe in yourself. Besides, I strongly believe that you have the

ability to keep me alive!”

Spencer said nothing in response.

Thalia smiled and turned around to enter Natasha's room.

“She's downstairs...” Spencer's voice suddenly rang out from behind her.

Thalia halted in her tracks upon hearing that, knowing that Spencer had relented. He's only telling me that because

he has accepted what I'm about to do.

With that in mind, Thalia flashed another smile and said, “Okay. I'll go downstairs to look for her.” With that, she

went downstairs.

After only taking a few steps forward, she stopped and turned back to glance at Spencer. All of a sudden, she

walked back toward him and hugged him.

Spencer merely looked at her without saying a word.

“Thank you for loving me so much.” Thalia let go of him, smiled, and went downstairs.

At that moment, Natasha, Kenneth, and Dave seemed to be in a discussion downstairs.

Thalia descended the steps without hesitation and called out, “Ms. Watson.”

Natasha lifted her head to see Spencer walking down the stairs behind Thalia. Upon seeing the different

expressions on their faces, she seemed to have figured something out.

Kenneth heard Thalia's voice and looked up as well. When he saw Spencer, he narrowed his dark eyes instantly, and

a sharp glint flashed across them.

Meanwhile, Thalia walked up to Natasha and said, “I need to talk to you.”

Tilting her head, Natasha said, “Have a seat.”

Initially, Thalia was in a rush to speak her mind and get everything off her chest. For some reason, however, she

became calm when she saw how composed Natasha was.

Therefore, she took a deep breath and took a seat opposite Natasha.

There, the two of them sat face to face with a table in between.

“What is it? Speak your mind,” Natasha said.

Thalia didn't know how to start, so she thought about it for a while and whipped out the antidote Spencer gave to

her. “I'm returning this to you.” With that, Thalia pushed the tiny bottle toward Natasha.

Everyone at the scene was staring at that bottle, and the place promptly fell silent.

Natasha lowered her gaze and swept a glance at it. “What's the meaning of this?”

“Well, this belongs to you,” Thalia uttered.

Just then, Kenneth and Dave shifted their gazes toward Spencer.

Spencer kept quiet and looked away.

Seeing that, Natasha could guess what had happened between Thalia and Spencer. Nevertheless, she didn't take

the bottle. Instead, she scratched her forehead and looked at Spencer. “Looks like you're still not decisive enough.”

Again, Spencer kept mum.

Thalia, on the other hand, said, “He was in the wrong for requesting such a thing, but he did that for my sake.

Please don't blame him.”

“I'm not blaming anyone. I did it willingly. Thalia, it doesn't matter who the antidote belongs to. Since I'm the cause

of everything, I don't think my decision is wrong.” Natasha smiled.

Natasha seems very calm, as if she had expected me to come to her. Thalia furrowed her brows and deliberated

for a moment. “You saved my life. Although you're the cause of what's happening, you're not entirely responsible.

Without you, I would've died. Thus, I can't accept the antidote.”

“Is this discussion about the antidote even necessary?” Natasha pursed her lips.

“No. I've said what I wanted to say. I'm returning this to you.” Thalia rose to her feet and was about to leave.

“Wait,” Natasha voiced.

Thalia turned to look at her.

Natasha pondered over it for a while and said, “How about this? Let's play a game. The loser gets the antidote.”

“That's not necessary,” Thalia refused.

“Do you not have the balls for it?” Natasha asked.

Disdain filled Thalia's face, and she frowned. “Natasha, you're obviously using reverse psychology, and it's not going

to work on me.”

Unperturbed by her remark, Natasha arched a brow and asked, “Are you scared?”

“I'm not doing this.” Thalia refused to play along.

“We would be wasting the antidote if neither of us wins,” Natasha uttered.

Hearing that, Thalia immediately glanced at her and argued, “Natasha, stop it. You're not a childish person.”

“Let's just play a fair game. Winning or losing depends on our own capabilities. That way, no one will have any

complaints,” Natasha insisted.

Thalia shot her a glance and sat back down across from her. In a calm and composed manner, Thalia asked, “So?

What game are we playing? Tell me.”