Kenneth looked at Dave and narrowed his eyes. “When did you become so shameless?”
“Well, I learned it from you after you came,” Dave replied.
Kenneth could always find a way to retort, “Do you think Nat will believe you when you say that? Let me tell you. She's rational and won't be easily instigated by others.”
“How about giving it a try?” Dave raised his eyebrows and took out his phone. “I'll just send her a message.”
Seeing him take out his phone, seemingly about to send a message, Kenneth immediately gave in. “Okay. You win.”
Dave, sitting in the chair, gently leaned against the table. “Oh my. How could the once famous J admit defeat so easily?”
Kenneth was unfazed by his words, though. “You have my weakness in the palm right from the start. How could I not admit it?”
Dave looked at him. It was evident that he was genuinely happy from the bottom of his heart.
It's not all bad. Zavier is gone, and I...
A hint of obscurity flashed across his eyes.
Anyway, he was contented that at least one of the three of them was happy.
“All right. This bottle of wine is considered mine now,” Dave said before pouring himself half a glass.
Kenneth, sitting opposite him, sized him up. “Go ahead and drink by yourself. Let's see how you enjoy drinking alone.”
“Jealous People always say such words. Nah. Even if this is just a normal wine, I enjoy such a feeling of winning.”
“Fine. I'll let you win. After all, I've already achieved success in both love and career. I'll just take pity on a poor thing like you.”
“Thanks to you then.”
“You're welcome.”
And so, two thirty-year-old men continued to play such childish “games” there.
After a while, both of them quieted down.
“How great it would be if Zavier were still around,” Kenneth suddenly said.
Dave glanced at him upon hearing that. “How wonderful it would be if there were 'ifs' in this world.”
Kenneth turned to Dave.
It was then Dave placed his hand on Kenneth's shoulder and said, “I know you've always felt guilty about this, but some things should be left in the past. I believe if Zavier knew about this, he wouldn't want you to carry this burden forever either.”
The corners of Kenneth's mouth curved into a bitter smile.
Sometimes, the ones who survived were the ones who suffered the most.
But right now, Kenneth no longer felt as guilty as before as he knew the relationship between him and Zavier very well. If the one in trouble were him, Zavier would feel the same way too.
He found the motivation to live well now because he already had someone to protect, the one he wanted to spend the rest of his life with.
“All right. Let's not talk about this anymore and discuss the plan instead. How are things going?” Kenneth looked at Dave.
“Everything is almost done. Just give me two more days, and it should be about right.”
“People from Vermillion Base have been frequently attacking us lately, and our people have no idea what's going on. I'm worried that if this continues, our people won't be able to take it anymore,” said Kenneth.
“Don't worry. Their endurance has improved greatly now. They will understand,” Dave assured.
Kenneth nodded at that. “All right. As long as you have a plan, I'll take responsibility for these losses.”
Dave looked at him. “Don't worry about that. I won't stand on ceremony with you.”
Kenneth fixated his gaze on him. “Because we're buddies, you don't even bother to pretend to be polite, huh?”
“Since you're so sincere, it won't be right for me to refuse again. Besides, considering your wealth, this is just a drop in the ocean for you. Unlike poor folks like us, the amount is too hefty.”
“Pretending to be miserable is fine, but you even pretend to be poor now, huh?”
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