Not twins novel (Natasha and Kenneth) novel Chapter 708

Chapter 708

Upon rushing outside, Spencer began searching the area for signs of Thalia.

However, the darkness was limiting his vision, and he could barely make out his surroundings.

Even after scouring the area, he still could not find any hints of her around. In his panic, a thought popped into his head, and he took out his phone to call Thalia.

Right then, the vague sound of a ringtone traveled into his ears.

Spencer hurried in the direction of the sound. As the sound became louder and louder, he became surer and surer that Thalia was nearby.

Indeed, when the ringtone sounded clearest, he spotted flickering lights at the side of the road. He squinted and noticed someone lying on the ground.

“Thalia!” he shouted as he ran over to pick her up into his arms.

Noticing that she was already unconscious, Spencer reached out to place his fingers on her neck. Once he was sure that she was still alive, he let out a sigh of relief.

“Thalia!” he called out to her. “Thalia!”

Her eyes remained shut.

He studied her from head to toe, but it was still too dark for him to figure out whether she had other injuries. He had no choice but to carry her back first.

Meanwhile, in the living room, Dave was still waiting for Kenneth. Every once in a while, he would check the time before returning to his anxious pacing.

Right as he was about to make a call to check on him, he saw Spencer rushing in with Thalia in his arms. “What's the matter? What happened?”

“I'll tell you about this later!” Spencer darted up the stairs without looking back.

“Do you need any help?”

“No,” was Spencer's answer before he headed right into the room.

After kicking open the door, Spencer entered the room and placed Thalia on the bed before studying her anew. Once he was certain that she did not sustain more injuries, his heart, which had been in his throat, lowered back into his chest.

Nevertheless, his heart was still thumping fast as he stared at her. His fear had yet to completely fade away.

Despite his reluctance to admit it, he knew he would not know what he would end up doing if anything were to happen to Thalia.

He slowly reached up to brush her hair with a soft gaze in his eyes.

He only dared to do such things when Thalia was unconscious.

Alas, time was of the essence, and Spencer dared not waste too much time.

He took out a needle, then inserted it into one of her acupoints. Thalia gradually woke up.

Spencer kept his needle away. “You're awake.”

Thalia stared at the ceiling for a moment before turning to Spencer. “Spencer? Why are you here?”

“You messaged me. You told me to look for you outside. You said you were in trouble,” Spencer said worriedly.

I passed out? I was in trouble?

All of a sudden, a thought rushed into her head, and she shot upright. “Where's Natasha? Where is she?”

“Nat? She should be upstairs.”

“Upstairs? Why would she be upstairs?”

“Where should she be, then?”

“I saw her leave with my own two eyes! She was the one who knocked me out.”

Spencer froze. “Did you just say that Nat knocked you out?”

Thalia nodded.

Realizing something, Spencer quickly stood up to head outside without saying another word.

“Wait for me!” Thalia cried out as she rushed after him.

When Spencer reached the stairwell, he looked at Dave, who was downstairs, and asked, “Has Kenneth come out?”

Dave shook his head. “He's not picking up his phone either.”

Spencer pressed his lips tightly together. “Something must have happened to him.” With that, he went to Natasha's room.

Thalia followed him with a solemn look.

Upon hearing Spencer's words, Dave stiffened for a brief second before ascending the stairs.

Once Spencer reached the door to Natasha's room, he stopped in his tracks.

The last shred of his rationality was telling him to stay composed.

When Thalia saw Spencer pausing, she reached out to knock on the door, but Spencer grabbed her wrist.

“What are you doing?” Thalia asked.

“Are you sure that Nat's out?”

“Of course. Unless you're telling me I saw a ghost instead,” Thalia responded.

Spencer drew his brows together.

Just then, Dave walked over to look at them. “What's the matter? Did something happen?”

Turning to him, Spencer uttered, “Thalia said she saw Natasha heading out and that Natasha knocked her out when she tried following her.”

Dave's heart sank.

“So, do we knock on the door or not?” Spencer asked.

“Of course!” was Thalia's reply.

Unlike her, the two men were calmer. Dave mulled over the matter and said, “Kenneth's a punctual man. He has never done something like this before.”

“So, the door...”

“I'll call him again,” Dave said.

Spencer nodded.

Dave fished out his phone to call Kenneth, but the ringtone came from inside the room.







































































Upon hearing the sound, Dave narrowed his eyes. “He's inside.”

While the two men were still hesitating on their next step, the fiery-tempered Thalia could not wait any longer.

“What are you still waiting for?” She kicked the door open and went in.

The two men had no choice but to follow her in.

After sweeping her gaze across the room, Thalia found Kenneth, who was naked on the top, on the bed. The dim lights of the room accentuated the lines of his abs.

Thalia's eyes went wide, and in the next second, she shrieked and spun around.

Coincidentally, Spencer entered the room, and Thalia ended up burying her face in his chest.

Spencer took in the sight of Kenneth before looking down at the woman in his arms. “Are you shy?”

“No! This is my good friend's man! He's off-limits!”

“Then are you still going to be this rash in the future?”

“I wasn't expecting to see this,” Thalia refuted before lifting her head. “Will I go blind after this?”

Spencer chuckled quietly. “Wait for me outside.”

Thalia nodded and headed out.

Right then, Dave walked over and called out Kenneth's name, but no matter how many times he called for Kenneth, Kenneth remained unconscious.

Spencer walked over to Kenneth and asked, “What's going on?”

“He's still alive.”

Spencer fell silent.

After sparing a glance at Dave, Spencer came closer to Kenneth and said, “I'll take a look at him.”

Dave moved aside immediately.

After giving Kenneth a checkup, Spencer noticed the red wine at the side. He picked up the glass to take a whiff of it before knitting his brows.

“What's wrong?” Dave asked.

Spencer turned around to look at him. “It's nothing. He's out cold because he was drugged.”

“Out cold from getting drugged?”

Putting the glass of red wine back on the table, Spencer uttered, “Yes. The red wine's been spiked.”

Dave moved over to pick up the glass and sniffed its content. “You mean to say that the person who drugged him is Natasha?”

“Evidently.”

Dave bobbed his head. “You're right. She's the only one who can make him put down his guard.”

Right then, a thought hit Dave. “Wait, how do you know the wine was spiked?”

“That's because I was the one who made the drug. I can tell with one whiff.”

Dave pursed his lips in silence.