Chapter 89 He Can't Give Her What She Wants

Natalie went up to the table and took her seat.

Henry glanced at her as he said into his phone, "Alright, I'll head over later."

He ended the call and picked up a piece of toast. Out of the corner of his eye, he gave Natalie a once-over. It was clear that she'd dressed up that morning.

Feigning nonchalance, he asked, "Are you going out?"

"Yeah," Natalie answered shortly.

Henry leaned back in his chair and stared at her. He was displeased by her curt attitude, but he was curious about where she was going.

"Where are you going?"

"Do I have to report my daily activities to you?" Natalie countered, giving him a cool glance.

"I'm not busy today. I plan on following you," Henry sneered at her.

Natalie paused. "I just heard you tell someone on the phone that you're going somewhere."

"Maybe we're heading to the same place," Henry countered without missing a beat.

Exasperated, Natalie said, "I'm going out with Leslie. You won't want to join our girls' day out."

Ah, so she was going