Not twins novel (Natasha and Kenneth) novel Chapter 263

Spencer was ready to drive away when Natasha went up the stairs, but the next second, someone opened his passenger door from the outside and slid into his car, taking a seat on the passenger seat.

Spencer frowned as he looked at the person.

“Can I help you?”

Kenneth looked at him. “Yeah, I have something to ask you.”

Spencer narrowed his eyes. “I don't think were that close, Kenneth.”

“Is that important?” Kenneth refuted.

Spencer inhaled a deep breath before opening his mouth to say something, but Kenneth beat him to it. “You're

Nat's friend, so naturally, you're my friend too. It's only a matter of time before we become close.”

Spencer forcibly swallowed the words on the tip of his tongue.

Fine! You 're a smooth talker.

“Tell me then. What do you need from me?” Spencer asked, cutting straight to the chase.

“How much do you know about Nat's parents?” Kenneth asked directly.

Spencer's eyes narrowed as he scrutinized Kenneth.

“Is that a difficult question to answer?” Kenneth questioned when he saw the look on Spencer's face.

The corners of Spencer's lips tugged into a smile. “I'm just thinking that the fates conspire against you. You two were the only ones on the scene that day, yet you couldn't remember a thing.”

Kenneth's eyes darkened. “You know about my memory loss, too?”

Spencer raised his brow. “I've heard Nat mention it in passing.”

Kenneth pressed his lips into a line as though he was pondering about something.

Spencer continued, “I don't know much about Nat's parents. You know how she is. She shoulders everything herself and won't go around telling anyone about it. All I know is that she hasn't given up on searching for the truth all these years, but she didn't make any progress.”

Kenneth pursed his lips tightly. His gaze swung back to Spencer after moments of thinking. “Have you

known her for a long time?”

Spencer arched his brow once again when he heard the question. “I didn't meet her as early as you did. But still, we go way back. Maybe when she was around twelve years old?”

Kenneth merely stared at Spencer without any comment.

Glee filled Spencer when he saw something flicker across Kenneth's eyes. It wasn't a competition, but men tended to have random competitive streaks.

With a chuckle, he said in a mysterious tone, “That's all I can tell you. You'll have to ask her the rest if you want to know.”

A faint smile played on Kenneth's lips. “I'm just asking around. I wasn't trying to find out about anything. Everyone has a couple of friends, right?”

So what if he's known her for a long time? He's still just her friend in the end. He's not worth my jealously.

Yet, the more indifferent Kenneth tried to act, the more Spencer could sense his burning jealousy.

Men understood their kind the most. Not only did they possess a random competitive streak, but they also had a jealous nature.

“Okay.” Spencer nodded. Since you think it doesn't matter, then I won't talk about it.

Kenneth opened the door and was about to get out of the car.

Since there's no useful information, then there's no point in wasting my time here.

As Kenneth was about to leave, Spencer offered, “Mr. Hamilton, I'm not completely useless. If you want, I can consider helping you recover

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your memories.

Kenneth's movement paused briefly before he jerked his head in Spencer's direction.

“Come to me after you thought things through,” Spencer said.

Kenneth cast another glance at him before shutting the door.

After that, Spencer pulled away from him and disappeared into the main street.

Kenneth stood there, staring at the tail of his car with narrowed eyes.

Meanwhile, in the company, Natasha went to the pantry to refill her cup of water during her break.

Coincidentally, Sarah from the reception headed there as well. She went over to Natasha's side when she spotted the latter.

“Nat, what are you spacing out for?”

Natasha snapped out of her daze and turned to look at Sarah. “Nothing.”