Not twins novel (Natasha and Kenneth) novel Chapter 418

Chapter 418

Dave thought Kenneth had waxed poetic about the joys of having children just to tease him.

However, after seeing the adorable and lovable Denise on the video call, Dave realized Kenneth had been telling the truth.

Kenneth's joy had been indescribable, and he evidently missed his daughter dearly.

Nonetheless, Dave griped about Kenneth's behavior earlier. “Why did you move away? What's wrong with letting me look at your daughter?”

“I don't want you to scare her!”

Exasperated, Dave argued, “Why must you talk about such nonsense?”

Kenneth could not help but laugh while Dave added, “Your sons are in Darknetz, and here you are worried that I'll frighten your precious daughter?”

After some thought, Kenneth nodded and admitted, “I guess you have a point.”

“And since when have you become so stingy?”

Kenneth returned, “I'm not going to let just anyone meet my daughter, you know!”

His expression caused Dave to frown, and the latter asked, “Are you just boasting now, Kenneth?”

“Am I?”

“Yes, judging by your expression!”

Kenneth raised his brow but did not deny Dave's words. “Maybe I am!”

Despite his irritation, Dave's thoughts soon moved to another matter.

He stared at Kenneth with slightly narrowed eyes and asked, “What's your daughter's name?”

“Denise!”

“D? It starts with the fourth letter of the alphabet?”

“Yes!”

“Why not start with 'C?’” Dave added, “Do you have another kid that I don't know about?”

Kenneth pondered his question and replied, “Just didn't feel like giving her a name starting with 'C.’”

“Why?”

“Do I need a reason?”

Dave shrugged and let the issue go.

“Why didn't you go for a more aristocratic name?” he asked next.

Kenneth explained, “I think Denise is a simple and beautiful name.”

Dave stared at him and deadpanned, “Are you sure you're not simply blinded by the owner of that name?”

Displeased, Kenneth fired back, “What do you know? You won't understand since you don't have kids.”

“I feel as though you're attacking my bachelorhood.”

“Your instinct would be spot on if you removed the words 'I feel.’”

Once again, Dave was speechless at Kenneth's glib response.

Kenneth clearly would not allow anyone near his precious daughter.

Some thought later, Dave suggested, “I have an idea. Could I run it by you?”

“No!” came Kenneth's swift rejection.

Dave knitted his brows and argued, “You haven't even heard it yet!”

“I don't need to!”

Dave fixed Kenneth with an annoyed glare and said, “Don't you think you're overreacting, Kenneth?”

“You know me better than that.”

At last, Dave had nothing to say to that. He decided to change tack and play the friend card. “Hey, we're closer friends than that. Can't you let me say my piece?”

“Of course, but I'd advise you to drop whatever idea you've cooked up in your head right now,” warned Kenneth.

Dave did not heed his advice and suggested, “Can I be your children's godfather?”

“No!”

Dave frowned and whined, “Come on. Aren't you going to give it a little consideration?”

“Not a chance!” Kenneth was firm.

Dave pleaded, “I may never have kids in the future. I'm happy to give everything I have to your kids if I'm their godfather. Why won't you allow me to do that?”

Drily, Kenneth retorted, “Can't I give them enough?”

“The more, the merrier, right?”

Finally, Kenneth mulled over the suggestion and said, “If you truly have no idea what to do with your possessions, I can try to convince the children to accept them. But everything else is a firm no.”

“Why not?”

He replied honestly, “I guess I can't put up with my kids calling someone else daddy.”

“I'm asking to be their godfather, not their daddy!”

“It's the same to me,” replied Kenneth stubbornly.

Dave was frustrated beyond belief. Eventually, he complained, “Your possessiveness hasn't changed one bit, Kenneth!”

“That just means I haven't changed at all!”

Dave wondered if he would ever be as infuriated as he was at that moment.

“Have you forgotten what you said when we first met? You promised I could be your children's godfather if you ever had any kids.” Dave added, “Are you going back on your promise now?”

Kenneth carefully considered his claim and realized he might have made such a thoughtless promise in the past. The conversation likely occurred on a drunken night when they had just established DX Group.

As that recollection crossed his mind, Kenneth insisted, “Drunken words should never be taken seriously.”

“Drunken words? Were you even drunk that night? Kenneth, you're even a blatant liar now!”

“Oh? Am I?”

“And utterly shameless!” Dave added indignantly.

“I had no choice but to become more shameless,” Kenneth declared.

If I weren't this shameless, Natasha would've run off with another man long ago. She would hardly entertain my attention now.

Dave could only nod sarcastically in response.

He promptly grabbed the glass of red wine off the table and finished it in one gulp.

Kenneth stood up and patted his friend on the shoulder. “It's late. You should get some rest.”

He was about to leave when he suddenly thought of something and turned around. “Oh, you should drink less too. It's bad for your health and your fertility.”

That last blow infuriated Dave to no end, especially when Kenneth followed it up with a boastful expression.

Dave pettily threw a cushion at Kenneth, who easily caught it and tossed it aside. Then, Kenneth headed to his room.

Dave shook his head and laughed while staring at Kenneth's back.

Kenneth had indeed changed a lot over the years.

He had become even more enviable, for one.

Anthony and Benjamin woke up the next day after a restless night.

After all, they were used to having their own rooms and struggled with sharing a bed.

Worse, the boys had spent most of the night fighting for blankets and bed space. Neither knew how they eventually gave in to sleep.

An exhausted Benjamin muttered, “Now I understand why Daddy made us share a room.”

“Why?” asked Anthony.

“It's a punishment. I'm sure of it!”

Anthony sat up and grumbled, “How can sharing a bed with me be a punishment? Everyone would be envious of you.”

His younger brother clearly disagreed. “It's impossible to describe the extent of your narcissism.”

Then, Benjamin went to the bathroom to wash up.

Anthony sighed as he watched his brother's departing figure. He folded the blankets and placed them neatly on the bed.

When the blankets were no longer crumpled, Anthony nodded to himself in satisfaction.

Benjamin had finished washing up, and Anthony used the bathroom after him.

They headed downstairs together, just in time for breakfast.

A housekeeper showed the boys to the dining room, where Kenneth was eating his breakfast elegantly.

The boys' footsteps slowed when they spotted their father.

“Why does it feel as if we're walking into a trap?” whispered Anthony.

Meanwhile, Benjamin grumbled, “We should've slept in instead of waking up so early!”

“Why don't we go back now?” suggested Anthony mischievously.

“Okay!”

They turned to sneak off.

“Aren't you guys eating breakfast?” Before they could take a step, Kenneth's voice rang out behind them.

Anthony and Benjamin froze like statues.