Chapter 727 Telepathy
While Kenneth didn't seem upset by the news, Spencer's expression turned grim.
After all, Spencer did his best this time, yet he had nothing to show.
A bitter and complicated feeling bubbled in his heart when he thought about how that meant Thalia's suffering would be prolonged.
Based on what I know about him, his current reaction doesn't fit his temperament. Dave scrutinized Kenneth and asked, “You knew?”
Upon raising his eyes, Kenneth glanced at Spencer. “I assumed that was the case based on what Boss said. Since he knew I would show up, it was natural he wouldn't keep the antidote there.”
Dave nodded. “That's true. Boss is a wary and cruel man. Since he wanted you to die with despair, why would he keep the antidote there?”
In response, Kenneth grinned.
Meanwhile, Spencer lowered his head while exuding a depressive vibe. I can't help but feel sad whenever I think about Thalia's continued torment. If possible, I would rather bear the pain in her stead.
Kenneth glanced at him and removed a small bottle from his pocket.
The moment Dave saw that, he asked, “What's this?”
Kenneth played with the bottle with one hand and uttered with an icy look, “I snatched this from Boss. He said it was the antidote and attempted to threaten me with it. Sadly, he failed.”
Just as Kenneth ended his sentence, Spencer turned to him and peered at the bottle with a complicated look.
“If my guess is correct, the thing inside this bottle should be medicine. However, I can't guarantee that it's the antidote.”
Slowly, Spencer stretched his hand toward the bottle to grab it.
Kenneth handed it to him. “You still need to analyze it.”
The bottle dominated Spencer's attention for a long time before he thought of something. Then he turned his sight toward Kenneth, wanting to say something.
As though he understood what was going through Spencer's mind, Kenneth said, “My guess is that this is the antidote. As for why I think that way...” Glancing at Natasha, he sighed. “He met up with Nat today. So, I speculated he must have the antidote on him for either one of the reasons. One, it's to prevent Nat's poison from triggering. Two, he expected her to ask for the antidote.”
Upon hearing that, Spencer looked away, thought about it momentarily, and nodded. “In that case, it's very likely it is the antidote.”
“It's just speculation, though. You still need to analyze it.”
“I know, and I'll inform you of the result as soon as possible.”
Kenneth nodded.
At that moment, Spencer held the bottle like it was a valuable treasure. If this is the real antidote, then there's hope for Thalia to be saved. I really hope it is.
Words danced on the tip of Kenneth's tongue as he gazed at Spencer, but he ultimately swallowed them back. I think it can wait until after the result is out.
Also, he lost a lot of blood, but because Dave seemed fine, he pretended to be okay for the rest of the long ride, too.
...
Meanwhile, the children were extremely quiet during the night.
They were sleeping soundly in their bedrooms.
Suddenly, Anthony opened his eyes as though he had a nightmare.
He stared at the ceiling as a terrible feeling surfaced in his heart.
After a long while, he calmed down. It was just a dream. Nothing bad happened. Nat's fine, Daddy's fine, and everyone's fine.
He tried his best to convince himself.
Still, he couldn't ignore the unease he felt.
Thus, he picked up his phone, checked the time, and frowned.
It was then he heard a knock on his door.
Anthony looked at the door and asked, “Who is it?”
After pushing the door open, Denise stood at the entrance with a toy in her arms and said, “Tony.”
“Denise?” Anthony sat up. “What's the matter?”
“I had a nightmare. I can't sleep.”
Furrowing his eyebrows, he invited, “Come in.”
After Denise sat on his bed, he asked, “What did you dream about?”
“In my dream, I saw someone trying to kill Nat. Then, Daddy was shot when he tried to save her. There was blood all over his body...”
Anthony was flabbergasted. That sounds almost exactly like the dream I had earlier!
Pursing his lips, he comforted, “It's fine. It's just a dream.”
“When I checked Nat's room earlier, I didn't see Daddy or her inside,” Denise replied.
I got a bad feeling about this. In response, he asked, “Did Daddy mention anything about going out?”
The girl nodded. “I think so...”
“D*mmit!” Without delay, he put on his clothes and strode to the exit.
When Denise saw that, she followed behind. “Wait for me, Tony!”
The moment the two of them entered the corridor, they saw Benjamin.
As though he knew what they were thinking, he said, “They're gone, and so are their cars.”
Sometimes, it does feel like we don't need to speak to understand each other's thoughts. Furrowing his eyebrows, Anthony muttered, “We seemed to have missed something...”
While Benjamin didn't say anything, his expression suggested he was thinking about the same thing.
The children looked at each other with increasing anxiousness.
...
At the same time, Thalia was sitting on a swing outside, watching the gate.
Ever since the others left, she had been waiting there for their return without getting a wink of rest.
She couldn't calm down because she still hadn't received any news on her phone after waiting for so long.
The more time passed, the more anxious she became.
Occasionally, she was tempted to call Spencer, but she would stop herself, fearing that it would mess things up for him.
Just as she was feeling extremely conflicted, Anthony abruptly appeared behind her. “Why are you awake so early today?”
His voice startled Thalia so much that she almost fell from the swing. Then she turned back in a panic and saw the children. “Oh, it's you three! I almost had a heart attack!”
He approached her with an interrogating look and inquired, “Who else could it be but us? Also, what are you afraid of?”
As she stared at him, she thought, Maybe it's because I'm feeling guilty, but the way he looks at me feels like he knows what's happening.
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