Not twins novel (Natasha and Kenneth) novel Chapter 818

Chapter 818 Nearly Blurt It Out

In his room, Anthony lay on the bed. He stared blankly at the ceiling.

At that moment, sleep evaded him.

Before meeting with Kyle, he thought his only choice was to pull out from Darknetz if both sides couldn't resolve their feud.

In his opinion, it wasn't a betrayal, nor was it abandonment. He simply had no choice as his hands were tied.

After meeting Kyle, he felt his thoughts earlier were too naive. At that moment, his mind was filled with a sense of longing coupled with conflict.

He loved Darknetz and liked Kyle as a friend. Despite their argument upon meeting, he could sense Kyle's admiration and favor for him, so he wasn't mad over the dispute.

Instead, it was the opposite. After having a taste of what it would be like to have a real friend by talking to Kyle, the sense of longing in his heart deepened.

He tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep.

At that moment, a knock came from the door.

With a frown, he glanced at the door. “Who is it?”

“It's me.” Benjamin's voice carried through the door.

Anthony closed his eyes. “Come in.”

With Anthony's permission, Benjamin opened the door and walked in.

Seeing the lights were still on, he smiled. “I knew you hadn't slept yet.”

Anthony maintained his posture on the bed but moved his gaze to Benjamin. “What is it?”

Benjamin crossed the room to him. “Do you mind if I climb in?”

“Climb in where?” Anthony asked.

Right after he finished, Benjamin kicked off his home slippers and climbed into Anthony's bed.

Realizing what he was doing, the crease on Anthony's forehead deepened with disapproval. “You—”

“What? It's not like we never shared a bed before. What's more, I already took a shower and changed my clothes. I'm clean,” Benjamin stated, then rolled to the other side of the bed.

Anthony looked at him with a resigned look.

Benjamin lay down by his side, propped his head on his palm, and met Anthony's gaze. “We even came from the same womb. Sleeping in the same bed is nothing compared to that.”

Anthony replied, “Well, I didn't have a choice.”

“You could've chosen not to be a human,” Benjamin argued.

Anthony asked, “Are you here to spew nonsense?”

“Of course not. I saw you couldn't sleep, so I specifically came here to have a chat with you,” Benjamin explained.

“Who said I couldn't sleep?” Anthony refuted.

Benjamin's gaze swung to the lit lights and jerked his chin in that direction. “Is that not proof?”

Anthony dropped his gaze and rebutted, “What? I like sleeping with the lights on. Can't I even do that?”

“Well, it's not that you can't, but who was the one that said he couldn't sleep with the lights on?” Benjamin asked.

Anthony couldn't think of a comeback to his question.

“You're not here to chat with me. I think you're here to find fault with me,” Anthony said as he looked pointedly at Benjamin.

Benjamin chuckled. “What about it? Are you angry?”

Anthony plastered a fake smile on his face. “I see that you're keen for a beating since we haven't fought for a while.”

Benjamin arched his brow. “I'm not necessarily the one keen for a beating.”

“Want to go?”

“Let's go then!”

Anthony rolled toward him and started wrestling with Benjamin.

Twenty minutes later, the two panted heavily as they lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling.

Benjamin slid a side glance at Anthony. “Tony, did you gain weight lately? Why are you stronger now?”

Anthony turned to look at him. “What? Do you fear me now?”

Benjamin looked him up and down and realized Anthony didn't gain weight. He noted the outline of muscles along Anthony's arms.

“You've been training secretly?” Benjamin questioned.

Anthony didn't deny his claim. Instead, he merely raised his brow, shooting a what-about-it look at Benjamin.

“Okay! You're getting more and more cunning these days,” Benjamin exclaimed.

“Your gunmanship is good enough, so I can't work hard on other aspects?” Anthony questioned.

Benjamin raised a brow at his query. “Fair enough.”

Dropping his head back to bed, he looked up at the ceiling.

Benjamin felt his displeasure had eased slightly after working out from the play fight earlier.

He called out, “Tony.”

“Hmm?”

“Have you thought it through?” Benjamin asked.

“What?”

“Do you still want to start your own team?” Benjamin continued.

The room fell into silence for a while.

“Of course!” Anthony shouted. His determination was evident in his tone. He had never wavered on that thought.

Benjamin slid another side glance at him. “You're still going with it despite risking your allegiance to the Darknetz?”

Anthony explained, “My intention of joining Darknetz was to become stronger in order to protect Nat. That notion has never changed, especially now that the relationship between Daddy and Darknetz might deteriorate further. At times like this, it's all the more reason to have a team of my own. In that case, I won't be affected by anyone and still be Nat's support when she's in trouble.”

Benjamin nodded thoughtfully.

He was well aware that Anthony's purpose was to protect Nat.

After contemplating for a while, he couldn't help but ask. “Tony, have you ever considered whether Nat needed your protection? She's ambitious and skilled. She could've built a team more powerful than Darknetz anytime she wanted, but she never did. I think she just wants to live a simple, peaceful life.”

“But how can a genius like her live a simple life that easily? Even if she wants to, do you think the situation will let her do that?” Anthony countered.

Benjamin didn't refute him.

“Let's push other matters aside for now, and talk about Vermillion Base. How do we even overcome this?” Anthony questioned.

Benjamin frowned and asked confusedly, “Despite the long fight with Vermillion Base, we didn't gain any ground. However, we didn't lose any either. We avenged Granddad, so I don't know what you're mad about.”

“Who said we didn't lose anything? Nat even—” Anthony nearly blurted out about Natasha's poisoning.

Luckily, he managed to bite his tongue in time and not spill anything.

Benjamin stared at him with a puzzled look. “What about Nat?”

Anthony pressed his lips tightly. The torture I'm suffering now all hail from that incident. It's enough for me to bear the brunt of it alone. Why do I need to drag another person into this? The less he knows the better.

Anthony glossed over his slip of the tongue. “Wasn't Nat hurt last time? Surely, we have to take revenge for that.”

“But I heard Daddy said Boss also got hurt, so Boss didn't really gain the upper hand,” Benjamin uttered.

“Those are two different things,” Anthony said casually. His attitude was entirely indifferent.

I have to change the topic. If the conversation continues in this vein, I won't be able to patch the holes in that story.

However, Benjamin was adamant about getting to the bottom of it. “Tony, I know you feel bad for Nat, but if we don't stop Kyle and let him go, he'll undoubtedly run into Daddy. The situation will be more complicated by then. Do you really want to watch that happen in front of your eyes?”