Not twins novel (Natasha and Kenneth)
Chapter 1004 Anthony Discovers A Problem

Anthony took a long time to digest the information.

A moment later, looking at Dave, Anthony said softly, "Mr. Dave, I understand now. It's getting late. I should go back and rest."

Fearing that Anthony might overthink, Dave looked at him and advised, "Anthony, even though this matter doesn't directly involve you, you must understand that your relationship with your father means you can't escape unscathed. But no matter what the outcome is, the one who will truly be troubled is you. So, you must be mentally prepared."

Anthony looked at him and nodded. "Ever since I found out about the grudge between my daddy and Holden, I've been prepared for this. Don't worry, Mr. Dave."

Dave nodded. "All right. As long as you understand that. It's getting late. You should go back and rest."

Anthony stood up to leave, and just as he opened the door, something occurred to him. He turned back to look at Dave. "Mr. Dave, if Darknetz is willing to let go of all grudges one day, would you be willing to do the same?"

Dave looked at Anthony calmly and answered, "From the very beginning, we were not the ones who started the trouble. For all these years, they have been the ones making things difficult. We only retaliated. In this whole matter, we are the biggest victims. We have been enduring it all because we don't want to harm a life."

"So?"

Dave took a deep breath. "But if it's because you're letting go, I have no problem with it."

Anthony looked at him, his eyes filled with a hint of gratitude. "Thank you, Mr. Dave!"

"There's no need to thank me. You should understand that this matter, in itself, is somewhat unrealistic."

"I know. I was just asking!" Anthony said.

"If you're willing, I can hand over the entire DX Group to you in the future. By then, won't you be the one calling the shots?" Dave queried.

"Goodnight, Mr. Dave!" Without responding, Anthony simply turned around and walked away.

Dave sat in the chair, watching his retreating figure, a helpless smile lifting his lips.

However, as the door closed, the smile on his face gradually stiffened. His gaze shifted to a picture frame on the table, which held a group photo of three people.

The look in Dave's eyes grew increasingly profound. "You two sure are having a good time, leaving all the mess for me..."

Meanwhile, after returning to his room, Anthony washed up briefly and went straight to bed.

However, he couldn't sleep because his mind was filled with the details of what Dave had just said.

Anthony ended up tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

After much thought, he lifted his gaze and saw a computer not far away. Without further ado, he got up and walked straight toward it.

As Dave had suggested, he first looked into the incident from that year. It was indeed quite sensational, and he was able to replace some photos. However, most of them were of the damaged hotel. There were only a few photos from the scene, showing people hiding everywhere. Beyond that, he couldn't replace anything else.

There were also some photos that couldn't be opened, and Anthony knew that someone had intentionally blocked them.

Looking at those photos, he furrowed his brows. For some reason, he had a strong feeling that this was too much of a coincidence. How did it happen that we're in the same hotel, and what are the odds of getting shot? Moreover, Holden's girlfriend wasn't an ordinary person. How could it be?

At that thought, Anthony suddenly realized something.

In the next moment, he pulled out his phone and dialed a number.

A moment later, the phone was answered. "Hello?"

"Thalia, I want to ask you something-"

"Can't this wait until tomorrow? Do you even know what time it is now?" Thalia grumbled.

Anthony glanced up at the time. It was already four in the morning. "Have you gone to sleep?"

"I just fell asleep."

"But it's really urgent!"

"Fine! Speak!" Thalia sounded helpless.

"Was Holden's girlfriend also involved in Darknetz?" Anthony asked.

"Yes!"

"Was she also very impressive?"

"She was not too shabby. His girlfriend mainly worked in intelligence. She was quite impressive!" Thalia said.

"And what about you?"

"I'm Darknetz Ace, okay?" Thalia retorted.

"So, are you saying her abilities were inferior to yours?"

"Her fighting skills could be inferior to mine, but in all other aspects, she surpassed me!"

"For example?"

"She was adept at handling her own professional affairs as well as social interactions. At that time, aside from Kyle, she was managing everything else, demonstrating a real knack for it." Anthony's brows furrowed when he heard that. "So, she was quite a strong woman, then?"

"Close enough!"

Anthony fell silent.

"What's wrong? Why are you suddenly asking these questions?" Thalia asked.

"It's nothing much. I'm just a bit puzzled. I want to understand what's going on," Anthony said.

"All right. It's getting late. You should get some sleep," Thalia said.

"I have another question."

"What?"

"If it were you, would you get hit by a stray bullet?" Anthony asked.

"Nonsense, of course not," said Thalia.

"How about her? What do you think?" Anthony asked.

"Her? Who?"

"Holden's girlfriend."

"Of course not!" Thalia exclaimed. "Even though her fighting skills weren't top-notch, she was no ordinary person. She was definitely aware enough to avoid a stray bullet!" Anthony listened, his eyes slightly squinting as he looked at the picture on the computer. "All right. I got it."

"What's wrong? Why are you suddenly asking these questions?" Thalia asked.

"It's nothing. It's just something that suddenly came to my mind," Anthony said.

"Anthony, I know you've been trying to mediate this situation, but Holden's girlfriend wasn't hit by a stray bullet!" Thalia said.

"Why do you say so?"

"The bullet was shot straight from the back. It could only be a deliberate attack, not a stray bullet. Moreover, Holden said he saw it with his own eyes. It was your father who pulled the trigger," Thalia said. Anthony frowned. "He saw it with his own eyes?"

"That's correct."

Hearing that, Anthony furrowed his brows even more. Mr. Dave wouldn't say such things just to cover for Daddy, but Thalia must have proof as well. So, where does the problem lie?

The more Anthony thought about it, the more he felt that something was not quite right.

"Did Dave tell you she was hit by a stray bullet?" Thalia asked.

"No," Anthony said. "I'm just making a guess."

"I see." A cold smirk spread across Thalia's lips. "Until now, they haven't even offered the most basic apology, and they're still spouting nonsense."

Upon hearing the blame in Thalia's words, Anthony felt uncomfortable. However, he also thought there was nothing wrong with what she said.

With that thought in mind, he said, "All right. It's getting late. You should go to bed." He then promptly hung up the phone.

Staring at the computer, Anthony's gaze was blank. He believed that neither party would try to fool him. Where exactly does the problem lie? If only Daddy was awake right now! If he were awake, I could at least ask him!

Thinking about that, Anthony felt even more frustrated.