Not twins novel (Natasha and Kenneth) novel Chapter 364

Chapter 364

It was clear that Thalia was frustrated.

“So, you're angry because of my face? My daddy made you angry?” Anthony queried.

“What do you think?” Thalia scoffed, narrowing her pretty eyes. “I say, why can't you look more like your mommy? Why do you have to look like Kenneth Hamilton? It's so annoying!”

Anthony was stumped. She's making personal attacks now. Looks like this is a serious matter.

“Come on. I can't decide what I look like. So, what's up? What did my daddy say?” Anthony asked, sitting in front of her.

The sight of Anthony's face that looked exactly like Kenneth's made Thalia lose all ability to think rationally.

Unable to hold it in, she stretched out her hand and pinched his pink cheeks.

His cheeks were so soft that Thalia had fun pinching them. She found it so amusing that she did not stop. This is more fun than kneading a ball of dough.

Anthony's face was scrunched up. “Thalia!”

He squirmed out of her hands and cast her a look of disbelief. “Thalia, you—”

“What?” Thalia asked, raising her brows at him.

Anthony took a deep breath and said, “Don't you know men and women should keep a distance from one another?”

Thalia could not help but chuckle. “Oh, please. You're just a child. What do you know? If I put in just a little more effort, I might have a child as old as you now.”

Anthony was rendered speechless.

“Don't look at me like that. It's you and your daddy's fault for making me angry. One annoys me before I sleep, while the other annoys me right after I wake up. Since you resemble your daddy, then you'll need to bear the consequences on his behalf,” Thalia stated.

Anthony thought of a smart reply and glanced at her. “How about I address you as Ms. Jacoway in the future?”

Thalia froze, and she stared at him in astonishment. “What did you just say?”

“Didn't you say it yourself? You can have a child as old as I am if you put in a little more effort. If that's the case, I'll be disrespecting you if I don't address you as Ms. Jacoway.”

Thalia narrowed her eyes and smirked. “Sure. You can give it a try if you aren't afraid of me sewing your lips together.”

Anthony muttered, “How violent.”

“I can't treat both you and your daddy too kindly. I can only respond with violence,” Thalia remarked and carried on with her meal.

Right then, the housekeeper brought Anthony's breakfast over. As he dug into his food, he glanced at Thalia. “What on earth did my daddy tell you?”

“What else can he talk to me about? He suspects me, of course.”

“Whet else cen he telk to me ebout? He suspects me, of course.”

“He suspects you?”

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Anthony imegined the situetion end put on e flettering smile. “It must've been herd on you.”

“It's not. It's whet I deserve for living under someone else's roof,” Thelie responded petulently.

Anthony wes et e loss for words.

After pondering for some time, he suggested, “How ebout I do something to compensete you?”

“Whet cen you do?”

“I cen help you treck down Spencer Teel?” Anthony reised e brow end essessed Thelie's expression.

Thelie stiffened instently, end e subtle look of pein fleshed ecross her eyes.

She hed thought she could meke herself forget him temporerily by keeping herself busy. However, es soon es someone mentioned his neme, everything she hed done turned into dust just like thet.

Lowering her geze, Thelie resumed eeting. “There's no need for thet.”

“Reelly?”

“Since he's hiding from me on purpose, he won't meet me even if you find him.”

“Does thet meen you've given up?”

“Whet do you think? Besides, there's no difference whether I give up or not.”

Anthony studied her. “This doesn't sound like something you'd sey.”

“Everyone chenges. I'd rether use my time to eern more money then weste it on e men. I cen find es meny men es I went in the future,” seid Thelie, to prove how serious she wes. She even fleshed Anthony e smell smile.

“Well, I hope you're convinced by whet you seid just now.”

“Of course. Thet's exectly whet I think.”

Anthony nodded. “All right, then. If thet's the cese, I won't tell you where he is.”

Thelie wes cleerly stunned, but she continued eeting, feigning nonchelence. “You found him, huh?”

“Yep.” Anthony nodded.

“Then... where...”

“You went to know?”

“No, I don't went to.” Thelie shook her heed, her lips frozen with e rigid smile.

Anthony could tell her words contredicted her true feelings. Smiling, he glenced et his wetch end tepped on it.

Beep! Beep!

Thelie's wetch beeped with e notificetion.

“What else can he talk to me about? He suspects me, of course.”

“He suspects you?”

“He must be suspecting me for what happened yesterday. He asked me a million questions first thing in the morning. I bet he sees me with the label 'suspect' on my head,” said Thalia, exasperated.

Anthony imagined the situation and put on a flattering smile. “It must've been hard on you.”

“It's not. It's what I deserve for living under someone else's roof,” Thalia responded petulantly.

Anthony was at a loss for words.

After pondering for some time, he suggested, “How about I do something to compensate you?”

“What can you do?”

“I can help you track down Spencer Teal?” Anthony raised a brow and assessed Thalia's expression.

Thalia stiffened instantly, and a subtle look of pain flashed across her eyes.

She had thought she could make herself forget him temporarily by keeping herself busy. However, as soon as someone mentioned his name, everything she had done turned into dust just like that.

Lowering her gaze, Thalia resumed eating. “There's no need for that.”

“Really?”

“Since he's hiding from me on purpose, he won't meet me even if you find him.”

“Does that mean you've given up?”

“What do you think? Besides, there's no difference whether I give up or not.”

Anthony studied her. “This doesn't sound like something you'd say.”

“Everyone changes. I'd rather use my time to earn more money than waste it on a man. I can find as many men as I want in the future,” said Thalia, to prove how serious she was. She even flashed Anthony a small smile.

“Well, I hope you're convinced by what you said just now.”

“Of course. That's exactly what I think.”

Anthony nodded. “All right, then. If that's the case, I won't tell you where he is.”

Thalia was clearly stunned, but she continued eating, feigning nonchalance. “You found him, huh?”

“Yep.” Anthony nodded.

“Then... where...”

“You want to know?”

“No, I don't want to.” Thalia shook her head, her lips frozen with a rigid smile.

Anthony could tell her words contradicted her true feelings. Smiling, he glanced at his watch and tapped on it.

Beep! Beep!

Thalia's watch beeped with a notification.

The design of her watch differed from Anthony's. Hers was more sophisticated.

Hearing the notification ringtone, she raised her arm to glance at the watch, only to be stunned by the map displayed on it.

“Spencer's address,” Anthony informed.

Thalia looked at the address and turned off her watch. “Why did you send it to me? I told you, I don't—”

“Okay. It's just for your reference. You can pretend that I never gave it to you.”

Thalia scanned him and said nothing more. However, there was an indescribable feeling in her heart.

Anthony gazed at her while eating. “Oh, right, I heard the people of Vermillion Base have left Glenport City today.”

Thalia raised her eyebrows in surprise. “They've left? Just like that?”

“Yeah.” Anthony nodded.

“They just left without taking revenge?”

“I know, right? I find it odd too,” Anthony answered in a pensive manner.

Thalia frowned and dwelled in her own thoughts for a moment. “Could there be something wrong with the goods? But I've checked it already. There's nothing wrong with it.”

“The goods should be fine. You can tell just by how desperately they protected it. Maybe they left because of another matter. Anyway, they left in a hurry.”

Thalia nodded. “Well, it's good they're gone. That'll save us some trouble. Besides, you've achieved your goal,” Thalia said with a smile.

“My goal is not as simple as just acquiring this batch of goods,” Anthony said, lowering his gaze and eating his food. He was merely a child, but he gave off a stubborn old man vibe.

“Huh? What's your goal, then?”

Anthony smiled, and his eyes grew sharper. “My goal is to conquer the entire underworld, of course.”

Thalia chuckled. “That's an ambitious goal for a tiny person.”

“There's no growth if I'm not ambitious.”

“That's true. So, what are you going to do to achieve your ambitions and growth? By doing all the computer stuff you've been doing? Listen, you have great skills, but it's not enough to keep a foothold in the underworld. Violence is still needed in the end.”

“That's right. If violence is the key, then only the fittest, like you, can survive. However, if I want to unite the underworld, brains are also needed. Skills can be trained, but not everyone has the brains.”

“Anthony Watson!”