Not twins novel (Natasha and Kenneth)
Not Twins Chapter 111

Chapter 111 She Is A Mystery

At night, Natasha was already sleeping by the time Kenneth returned to the ward.

As the moonlight shone through the window and bathed its rays on her, she looked as if she was glowing with a silver hue, and that sight mesmerized him.

Staring at her, he treaded softly until he was by her bed before kneeling down and continuing to observe her.

She slept like a baby and looked at peace.

Even though many years had passed and she had become a mother, there was no indication on her face that would betray that fact.

Her porcelain white complexion and taut-looking skin made her look as if she was a woman in her early twenties.

At that moment, he harked back to the night from a few years ago the night he slept with her after getting drunk.

That time, she had also slept just like how she was now. But what had changed?

Even though her face and temperament were the same, Kenneth felt that something was just different.

He reached out to touch her face and her lips. However, the moment he was conscious of his actions, his hand froze mid-air.

Staring at it, he couldn't help but furrow his brow.

It was at that moment that a sudden knock on the door was heard.

Warily, he looked outside.

Yet, there was no other sign of movement after the knock.

He glanced at Natasha and could see that she was still sound asleep and wasn't disturbed.

He frowned, not knowing whether he should be happy or angry over her lack of vigilance.

With that thought in mind, he got to his feet and walked out.

Upon opening the door, he saw Thalia leaning against the wall with a lollipop in her mouth. The moment she saw him, she extended her hand and greeted him, "Hello, we meet again." Kenneth narrowed his gaze at her. "It's you again?"

"Yes, it is!" Thalia broke into a faint smile, looking as if she was the prettiest girl there ever existed.

"What are you doing here?"

"Obviously, I have something to tell you." Thalia cocked a brow.

After glancing into the ward and making sure Natasha was fine, Kenneth gently closed the door behind him.

However, the moment it shut, Natasha suddenly opened her eyes and turned to her side to glance outward. Her gaze subsequently darkened.

"What do you want to talk to me about?" Kenneth asked without hesitation.

Licking her lips, Thalia stared at him. "First, I want to declare where I stand. I'm not the villain here at least not to her," Thalia stated while pointing at Natasha's ward.

Kenneth continued to observe her in silence.

Even though he didn't say it explicitly, he did believe her. After all, she had kept watch at Natasha's door the last time.

When she didn't get a response from him, Thalia continued, "In that case, let me speak candidly. I have spread the news of her being warded here. Hence, whoever is trying to harm her will definitely show up in the next two days. We... I wanted to use the opportunity to catch him, but with you here... Do you get what I'm trying to say?"

"Who are you?" Kenneth questioned.

"That's not important," Thalia replied with a shake of her head.

If I tell him who I am, there's no way we can continue this conversation. We will end up dueling for hundreds of rounds until one of us loses our life. As I'm here on official business, our showdown will have to wait for some other time.

"Why should I trust you?"

"Suit yourself," Thalia said. "Anyway, someone will come for her within the next two days. If you really want to stay, please keep out of sight, and don't reveal yourself easily."

With that, she gave him a look. "All right, that's all I want to say. I'm going off now. Bye." She raised her gaze at the surveillance camera before waving her hand at Kenneth and leaving.

"How about... we work together?" Kenneth suddenly suggested.

Thalia stopped in her tracks and turned around. "Work together? How?"

Kenneth gave a lopsided grin. "I didn't get anyone to stand guard here because I'm waiting for the perpetrator myself. Since you and I have the same objective, we can capture this person together." Thalia stared at Kenneth as she considered if he was telling the truth.

At that moment, Anthony's voice rang out from her earpiece. He had been sitting inside the car and watching them through the surveillance footage and was in constant contact with Thalia. "I think we can agree to it."

"No!" Thalia yelled abruptly with a tilt of her head.

Turning his head slightly, Kenneth noticed the earpiece she was wearing.

His expression turned grim when he realized that there was someone giving orders from the shadows.

Sensing his suspicion, Thalia swiftly got a grip on herself. "I mean, it's not necessary. Since you already have a plan, I'll leave the matter in your hands. With the great Mr. Hamilton on the case, I'm sure you don't need my help at all." Thalia flashed him a slight smile, thinking that she had made a clever move.

Kenneth broke into a faint smirk. "You seem to know me very well."

"I've heard the rumors in the underworld," Thalia said casually.

"Underworld?" Kenneth responded in an inquiring tone. "It seems that you're a member of the underworld too," he commented with certainty.

Thalia was taken aback.

F*ck, I've fallen into his trap. He never wanted to collaborate. It was his bait from the very beginning.

At that moment, fear began to creep into her.

Looking up warily at him, she finally understood why everyone in the underworld kept repeating that one had to be extremely vigilant when dealing with Kenneth.

She was shocked by how easily he could extract information from her with just a few words.

Holding that thought, Thalia didn't feel like staying any longer. She replied, "Of course, I'm the queen of the underworld after all!" With that, she turned and left without another word.

Despite her suave-looking silhouette, she was angry at herself for committing such an error.

Kenneth watched her figure disappear before recovering his gaze.

The reason he didn't press on with his questions was that he believed she meant Natasha no harm.

But the fact that someone from the underworld is protecting Natasha...

Kenneth looked in the direction of the ward and couldn't help but be reminded of the time he had investigated her. Other than obtaining basic information, he discovered nothing else, not even any details related to the children.

No ordinary person is able to wipe their tracks clean to that extent. Furthermore, despite her humble identity, information on her and her income remain nothing but a mystery.

His gaze darkened, and an indiscernible expression descended upon his face.

Who the heck are you, Natasha? To be able to hide information about yourself so well and to have members of the underworld protect you... Also, what happened to you during the years you were gone? Everything that happened is just too much of a coincidence. Can it be that I didn't know her as well as I should have back then?

With emotion raging within him, he returned to the ward.

Inside, Natasha remained in a deep sleep.

Kenneth stared at her silhouette, a cold glint in his eyes.