Not twins novel (Natasha and Kenneth) novel Chapter 557

Chapter 557

“Did you guys spill the beans?” asked Anthony.

“No, but there's a secret surveillance camera in the hidden room. I also just discovered that myself...” came Miguel's confession.

Anthony was utterly speechless.

“Master, I'll talk to you later. Dave's back again!” Miguel hung up the phone as soon as he dropped the sentence.

Just then, Benjamin looked Anthony in the eye and questioned, “What's the matter?”

“Miguel said that Mr. Dave knew it already!”

Benjamin was stumped for a second before blurting out, “How did Mr. Dave find out?”

“Through the surveillance camera, that's how.”

“Adults can be so shrewd and cunning!”

At that point in time, Denise put forward a naive inquiry. “But does that mean Mr. Dave saw what you did in the hidden room? Or did he learn those true identities of yours and Nat?”

Upon hearing those words, Anthony and Benjamin shifted their lines of sight to Denise in unison.

That's right!

The children had never used their own IDs, so even if Dave were to pick up anything, he would know nothing more than what they had been up to. Considering that they were simply trying to keep the hackers at bay, they figured they wouldn't be told off for anything.

The corner of Anthony's lips curled upward. “You're so smart, Denise!”

Huh? What did I do?

Right at that moment, Anthony went on, “I'm going out to see Mr. Dave for a bit.” After announcing his decision, he leaped up straightaway and headed outside.

A crease appeared between Denise's brows. “What are you trying to do?”

Alas, Anthony had already left without even looking back.

All Denise could do was turn back. The frown on her face didn't abate as her gaze landed on Benjamin.

The latter piped up, “Obviously, he's going to negotiate with Mr. Dave. What else could he be doing?”

Then came Denise's speculation, “By stopping Mr. Dave from telling on him?”

Benjamin bobbed his head in exasperation.

“Wouldn't that be a little unnecessary, though?” added Denise.

“Since he wishes to go against Daddy, we'll simply let them battle each other!”

Nodding, Denise agreed, “We'll watch from the sidelines and enjoy the drama, then!”

“Yes, let's do that!”

The two looked at each other and grinned.

Meanwhile, Anthony was bolting toward the hidden room in a flurry.

As chance would have it, he bumped into Dave the second he arrived at the door.

Anthony pretended to stay collected and flashed Dave a smile so bright, greeting, “Hello, Mr. Dave!”

Dave, in turn, sneaked a peek at the boy, and the former, too, chose to put on an act. “Here to play?”

“No, no. I'm not here to play. I'm here to see you, Mr. Dave,” replied Anthony as he shook his head.

“See me?” Dave walked up to Anthony and continued, “What's up?”

After deliberating momentarily, Anthony parted his lips and reported, “Mr. Dave, there seems to be a new batch of hackers at Vermillion Base, and they're quite good.”

“So?” Dave's eyes never left Anthony.

“So, I'm actually struggling to fend them off.”

With a smirk playing about Dave's lips, he stated, “Okay, now. What are you hinting at? Just tell me what you have in mind.”

Anthony wasn't sure what he should say.

Is Mr. Dave already doing away with our pleasantries? Since it's come to this, I suppose I should quit playing dumb.

The next second, he spoke. “About that, Mr. Dave, have you told my daddy yet?”

An unfathomable glint flickered across Dave's eyes. The man kept mum for quite some time before revealing, “I might've brought up a thing or two.”

“How far did you go?”

“Not much. I only briefly described to him how you fared in the uninhabited zone.”

Listening to that, Anthony was at a loss for words.

That means... Daddy must've some rough idea of what's been going on.

At the thought of that, he hurled Dave a question. “For the time being, can you not mention a word about what happened today to my daddy?”

“Why?” Dave sounded so casual as he responded with yet another inquiry.

“I'd like to come clean with him personally.”

Dave narrowed his eyes to slits, seemingly considering the boy's request.

Right then, Anthony looked the man in the eye and pressed on. “Pretty please, Mr. Dave?”

“All right, all right. But you have to answer me one thing.”

As expected, nothing would come for free without an equivalent exchange.

Anthony inclined his head in acknowledgment. “Ask away.”

A broad grin then appeared on Dave's face. “You're not the disciple of Anonymous, correct?”

Once again, Anthony was bereft of speech on the spot.

Oh, dear! Adults are indeed intelligent. Come to think of it; they must've all gone through a lot to be where they are today. Of course, they wouldn't fall for my tricks that easily.

He reckoned that the adults must have lowered their guards solely because he was a kid. Deep down, he knew very well that his secret would come to light someday.

Thinking of that, Anthony shook his head and denied it. “No, I'm not.”

Dave's lips curved at the boy's words. It was as though the former had long known the answer himself. “Okay, got it,” replied Dave, nodding at the same time.

Anthony, on the other hand, was baffled.

“I won't tell on you. I promise,” reassured Dave in a deep voice.

At first, Anthony thought that Dave would pursue further by bombarding him with gazillions of interrogations. He wasn't anticipating the whole exchange to conclude in that manner.

Following that, a smile finally bloomed on Anthony's face. “Thank you, Mr. Dave.”

Without a word, Dave spun on his heels.

Anthony eventually heaved a sigh of relief as he watched Dave's leaving silhouette.

It was then he started to wonder how he could ever bring himself to confess to his father.

At that juncture, Miguel sneaked out of the hidden room. “Master, does that mean you owned up already?”

Anthony's brows knitted to a tight knot. “Were you eavesdropping on our conversation?”

“N-No. I was following Dave out and wanted to ask him some questions. I didn't expect to hear you two talking. I really tried hard not to listen, but I still accidentally overheard everything...”

Not a sound escaped from Anthony's mouth when he heard that remark.

Miguel went on, “So, Master, did you admit to it?”

“What do I have to admit?”

“For being Anonymous himself!”

“Who says so?” retorted Anthony.

“You denied being Anonymous' disciple a minute ago!”

“I merely said that I'm not his disciple. It has nothing to do with who I am.”

Miguel frowned in confusion. “How could it end up this way?”

“Well, what do you expect?”

“How do you explain for having the identical skills as Anonymous', then?”

“He's the one who taught me.”

“Didn't you already deny being his disciple?”

“But he's my friend, so he teaches me.”

Words eluded Miguel then and there.

At the end of the day, Anthony refused to blow his cover just yet.

Nevertheless, that didn't matter much to Miguel, for he knew the truth better than anyone.

Watching Anthony pace into the hidden room, Miguel trailed behind the former like a creep. “Master, is your mommy a hacker, too?”

“No!”

“You're lying again, Master.” Miguel fixed his gaze on Anthony as he insisted on his claim. “Almost anyone could tell that she's one.”

“Nat is but a programmer.”

“There's a fine line between a programmer and a hacker. Besides, a programmer could never succeed in shutting down all of the systems in Dellmoor within a couple of minutes!” refuted Miguel.

Anthony kept silent on that note.

Just as Miguel was speaking, he abruptly froze. “Master, don't tell me your mommy is actually Anonymous?”

Upon hearing such a postulation, Anthony took a deep breath before directing his gaze toward Miguel and putting on a smile. “With that brain of yours, Miguel, you shouldn't be a hacker. You ought to do something that's suitable for you, you know.”

“Suitable for me? What would that be?”

“A screenwriter.”

Before Miguel could even offer a response, Anthony quickly added, “You have a very good imagination.”

A frown marred Miguel's countenance as he laid his eyes on Anthony's back. He then secretly debunked his own idea, for Natasha's skills were somewhat different than those of the so-called “Anonymous.”

Then again, if she's not Anonymous, then who else could Anonymous be?