“I know that no matter what I say right now, you won't believe me. However, they are my family, I understand them, and I trust them. Once I find the evidence, I will prove all of this to you,” Anthony said.
“Prove?” Kyle was deep in thought, but that word snapped him back to reality, his dark eyes fixing intently on Anthony.
“Exactly. I will definitely prove to you that there's something wrong with this!” =
Prove... Somehow, whether it was due to what Anthony had said or something else, Kyle also vaguely felt that something was amiss. However, at that moment, he couldn't quite pinpoint what was wrong.
At that moment, something suddenly came to his mind. He turned his head, his gaze falling on Anthony. “There is indeed something that can prove it.”
When Anthony heard that, his eyes suddenly lit up with hope. “What?”
“After the incident that day, when I went after Kenneth, I shot him. You thought it wasn't your father, didn't you? If you want to know for sure, just go back and check the scar on his body.”
“Scars?” Anthony muttered, then immediately asked, “Where on the body?”
Kyle furrowed his brows as if recalling something. After a moment, he said, “On the back, toward the right, around the shoulder blade area.”
Upon hearing that, Anthony nodded, “All right, I'll go back right now.” Then, he got up and left.
Seeing the situation, Kyle immediately spoke up. “What's the rush?”
“For me, nothing is more important than this,” Anthony said, wishing he could sprout wings and fly back right away.
Watching Anthony's figure, Kyle spoke up, “Then, don't you want to see the photos and videos from the day of the incident?”
Upon hearing those words, Anthony paused.
Turning slowly, he looked at Kyle. “What do you mean?”
Kyle picked up the red wine in front of him, leisurely savoring a sip with satisfaction.
Seeing the situation, Anthony couldn't help but comment, “Can you stop keeping me in suspense already? If you have something to say, can you just say it directly?”
Looking at Anthony, Kyle didn't get angry. Instead, he couldn't help but grin silently. Now this is the Anthony I know.
Back in the group chat, the most relaxed times for Kyle were when they were playfully bantering back and forth.
With that thought, he smirked. “Can't you at least act like you're asking for a favor?”
“When you came to me for help just now, I didn't make you beg,” said Anthony.
“That's your business.”
Anthony listened, then nodded. “All right, so you're saying you don't plan on using me in the future.”
“That's for later,” Kyle said, still acting leisurely as if he had the boy in the palm of his hand. His mood instantly became very cheerful.
Often, the interaction between people was a matter of vibes.
Even if Kyle didn't say anything, Anthony could still feel that their communication at that moment was better than before.
After a sweeping glance, he chose not to say more. He walked over and sat down next to Kyle.
Without uttering a word, he pulled out his phone, focused and serious.
Seeing that Anthony didn't retort, Kyle leaned in, looking at the former's phone screen. Is he hacking something right now? Frowning, he asked, “What are you doing?”
“Do something that will make you beg me,” he said. After speaking, Anthony lifted his eyes, staring at Kyle intently.
Kyle was taken aback, about to say something, when suddenly, his cell phone rang.
Looking at the number, he answered the call directly. “Hello.”
“Boss, our system has suddenly come under attack,” answered his subordinate.
“Attack?”
“Yes!”
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