Not twins novel (Natasha and Kenneth)
Chapter 897

Chapter 897 What A Crafty Kid

After some thought, Anthony replied, "It's not out of the question if that was necessary."

Dave narrowed his eyes, leaning in closer with curiosity. "By the way, I heard the Darknetz has an unmanned anti-submarine system with over ten thousand drones and is very good in battle. Is that true?" Anthony put a mysterious smile on his face toward Dave's question.

That question was a little over the line.

He kept his smile. With a hint of mischief in his eyes, he asked, "What say you, Mr. Dave?"

"How would I know? If I knew, I wouldn't be asking you." Dave spoke with a casual tone as if they were making small talk.

Anthony squinted his eyes. Then in a low voice, he said, "Mr. Dave, if you were just an ordinary person, it wouldn't matter if I told you. However, you know very well that we are on opposing sides. What you have asked was probing for secrets."

"It was just a casual question," Dave said casually, knowing he could not admit it.

Anthony did not rush to say anything. He gazed around the room before settling on him and asked, "Mr. Dave, I heard that the DX Group has a treasure vault filled with countless treasures, and they cost a king's ransom! Is that true?"

Dave was speechless.

Anthony looked at him with an innocent smile, with a face of pure innocence.

It's just casual chatter...

Dave looked at Anthony, pursing his lips.

Right then, Anthony spoke up. "Why aren't you talking, Mr. Dave?

"What do you think?"

"How would I know? It was just a casual question,” Anthony said, retaining his image of being utterly harmless.

Dave looked at him. "Do you really think it was just a casual question?"

"Mr. Dave, don't ask others to do what you don't want to do. However, if you answered my question, I might just answer yours," Anthony said with a smile.

Dave stared at him for a moment. Despite his young age, he was very cautious, and his logical thinking was impeccable.

He would become the next Kenneth in time. No, he's even better than Kenneth.

Narrowing his eyes, Dave waved his hand. "It was no fun talking to you. You're too cunning for your age!"

Anthony moved a bit closer to him. "Oh, come on, Mr. Dave! I'm just a little kid. Couldn't you tell me about it as if you were telling me a story?"

Dave looked at him. "I give you an inch, and you'll take a mile, huh?"

"Mr. Dave, I'm just a child."

Anthony portrayed the image of a child so incisively and vividly, leaving Dave speechless.

Eventually, Dave looked at him patiently and asked, "Do you really want to know?"

"Yes!"

"It's false!" Dave said.

Anthony nodded while pondering.

"How about the drones?" Dave raised his eyebrow.

"It's true!" Anthony nodded, looking serious.

Dave looked at him. Yet, he could not discern if he had told the truth.

"Are you serious?" Dave found it hard to believe what Anthony said.

"Of course! Why? Do you like it, Mr. Dave?" Anthony asked.

"Nah, I'm just curious."

"Should I bring a few for you to study about it, Mr. Dave?" Anthony asked.

Dave felt something was amiss.

Anothony could not even speak about it a moment ago, and now he could give them away?

"Are you kidding me?" Dave asked.

"Of course not!" Anthony said in a firm tone.

Dave narrowed his eyes and sized Anthony up. He felt there was something more behind the words that the child said.

"I'm not being skeptical here, but if you gave them away, would the other members of the Darknetz agree?" Dave asked. "Do I need to ask them about this?" Anthony asked.

Dave found it even harder to believe him.

"I have the final say. Not only the drones. Even if you wanted the entire Darknetz, I could give it to you too! It was no big deal!" Dave felt speechless once again.

Looking at Anthony's innocent face, Dave knew he was too crafty to admit it so easily.

"Don't you afraid your bragging will burst like a bubble?" Dave asked, feeling dull and had lowered his gaze, continuing with his meal. Anthony grinned. "Mr. Dave, if you could tell jokes, why can't I?

Dave looked up at him and laughed resignedly. "You're such a shrewd kid!"

"Thanks for the compliment, Mr. Dave!" Anthony was unabashedly immodest as ever.

"Just dig in! It's bad enough that you look just like your dad, but you are even as crafty as him. How annoying!" Dave said.

Anthony laughed while eating, and then he thought of something. "Wait a minute, Mr. Dave. You haven't told me about your plan yet."

"As for this, you need to ask your daddy."

"Will Daddy tell me about it?" Anthony asked.

"That's between you and your daddy. It's up to you to get him to talk." As he spoke, Dave cast a teasing glance at him.

Anthony frowned. He knew that it was too difficult to probe into Kenneth for information.

With this thought, he looked up at the person in front. "Mr. Dave..."

Dave knew exactly what he was about to say. He looked into Anthony's eyes and said, "You stop right there! There's nothing much to say. If you want to know, go ask your daddy." Anthony frowned. He softened his gaze and gave it another try.

"Nope! Acting cute won't help because you're not Denise."

"Shall I ask Denise to come over, then?" Anthony raised an eyebrow.

“I'll leave as soon as I finish this,” Dave said, pointing to his food. He then quickly took a few more bites and stood up to leave before Anthony could respond.

"Bye!" Before leaving, Dave deliberately waved at him.

"All right, I'll stop asking. Couldn't you stay a bit longer, Mr. Dave?" Anthony raised an eyebrow.

Who knew what he is up to?

Dave gave Anthony a faint smile and waved at him with determination, then turned around and walked away.

Anthony watched him leave and sighed helplessly. Anthony withdrew his gaze, then lifted his wrist to check the time.

He had never felt time passed so slowly before.

Anthony continued to eat his food, taking it as a way to kill time.

It went on like this until nine o'clock. There was still no sign of any activity upstairs yet.

Anthony frowned. He decided to head straight upstairs.

He wandered in the corridor for a while, considering if he should go over there directly. He was afraid of encountering the same situation as before...

As he was thinking, Benjamin walked out of the room. Benjamin looked sharp and refreshed after a shower.

Upon stepping out of the room, Benjamin saw Anthony. He knitted his brows at once. "Tony? Good morning!"

"It's getting late!" Anthony said absent-mindedly.

"I hardly get to sleep in, so, of course, I'm going to sleep until I wake up naturally," said Benjamin, looking at him. "By the way, what are you doing here?"

"It's already nine o'clock. Shouldn't Nat be awake by now?" Anthony asked.

Benjamin finally understood him. "Yeah, it's about time. So, you've been waiting here for Nat all the time?"

Anthony nodded.

Benjamin thought for a moment.

"Tony, aren't you a little..." Benjamin did not finish his sentence. He frowned while looking at Anthony, trying hard to come up with a better way to express himself.

"A little what?" Anthony asked. He still fixed his gaze on the door of Natasha's room.

With much hesitation, Benjamin asked, "Aren't you a little too... dependent on Nat?"