Not Twins (Natasha and Kenneth)

• Natasha went to the office after resting at home for two days.

Xavier immediately went to greet her after noticing her. "Boss, why didn't you come to the office the past two days? You didn't even return my calls or reply to my messages."

• "I had some personal matters to attend to."

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Xavier, who was rather sharp-eyed, noticed the bandage around her hand. "You're injured? How did that happen? Is it serious? Why didn't you say anything? I would have gone to visit you."

Natasha glanced at her hand and replied nonchalantly, "It's just a small injury. Nothing to worry about."

Ross and Thomas had noticed her as well and approached her. "Ms. Wealthy, I heard you took on Prime Investment Corporation's project. Is it true?"

Natasha nodded and walked toward her desk. "It's true."

• "Man, I don't know if I should call you lucky. The owner of Prime Investment Corporation was arrested for his multiple crimes. I heard he is a pervert! And now, many of his victims have come out to identify him. I'm afraid he'll be done for this time."

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Natasha gave them an impassive smile. "Is that so?"

"Yeah! Although losing the project is a shame, we were able to escape unscathed. We're pretty lucky after all," Ross said in an attempt to comfort her.

• Natasha pretended that it worked and nodded. "You made sense."

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"Also, you missed out on a lot for the past two days while you were away! For some reason, Mr. Yondel got suspended. Tension in the entire office is high right now."

• His words reminded Natasha of Mark's phone call to her.

• She said that she would speak to Kenneth about it, but she had forgotten and fell asleep last night.

• With that thought, she took her phone and headed outside.

• "Ms. Watson, where are you going?"

• "Ms. Wealthy?"

"I'm going to make a call," she replied without even turning back. Her voice echoed from afar.

• The three of them looked at each other. Left without a choice, they all returned to their desks.

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Natasha walked to the balcony and called Kenneth.

He answered after a few rings. "Hello?"

• "It's me," she said.

• "I know," he replied.

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Natasha paused for a moment. For some reason, she did not know how to broach the subject. All those words that she had prepared to say were suddenly gone. "Is something the matter?"

"Actually, I-"

"I'm a little busy now. Come to my office and we'll talk when you're here."

• "What?"

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"I'll get Fabian to wait for you downstairs. Goodbye." With that, he hung up.

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He did not even give Natasha a chance to reject him.

Well, there are some things that would be better discussed in person. This is fine too.

• After giving it some thought, she made her way to Hamilton Corporation.

• Sure enough, when she arrived, Fabian was already waiting for her in the lobby.

• When he saw her, he waved at her excitedly as if he was overjoyed to see her.

• "Ms. Watson, Mr. Hamilton asked me to wait here for you."

• Natasha nodded at him. "Thank you for your hard work."

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"Oh, not at all, not at all. It's what I should do," Fabian replied as he gestured for her to follow him. "This way, please. It's Mr. Hamilton's personal elevator." • Natasha paused for a second before following him.

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When they were in the elevator, Fabian discreetly studied Natasha. "Is your injury healing well, Ms. Watson?"

• "Yes, it's all good now."

• "Ms. Watson, may I ask you something?"

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"What is it?"

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"Are you and Mr. Hamilton... Are you really his ex-wife?" Fabian asked cautiously.

• To his surprise, Natasha merely nodded. "Yup."

• Fabian was stunned.

• Oh my god! What on earth? I thought Mr. Hamilton's ex-wife was a hideous woman? And an uncultured one at that? Am I not supposed to become repulsive at the mere mention of her name? But the woman I'm looking at right now is such a good catch! What is going on? Just how high are Mr. Hamilton's standards? Good lord. What a pity!

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Fabian could not help lamenting inwardly.

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Noticing the myriad of expressions that flashed across his face, Natasha asked, "Is something wrong?"

"No, nothing's wrong. I just feel like... You're different from what was rumored," he replied with a sheepish smile.

"Rumors? What do the rumors say about me?"

• "That you are extremely uncultured, boring yet feisty, and not at all classy. They also say that the mere mention of you would make someone sick..."

• "Did Kenneth say all that?"

• Fabian suddenly realized that he had a slip of the tongue and hurriedly shook his head. "No, no! It wasn't Mr. Hamilton. It was some of the previous employees!"

• Natasha could not help but smirk after hearing his reply.

• Unable to discern what Natasha was thinking, Fabian discreetly leaned toward her and gazed at her pleadingly. "It really wasn't Mr. Hamilton who said all those things!" If Mr. Hamilton finds out about this, I'll be as good as dead!

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• "It's fine. It's the truth, so it doesn't matter who says it." Natasha was truly not too bothered by the rumors.

Fabian did not know what to say.

• Is she really unbothered, or is she feigning nonchalance?

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Right then, the elevator door opened with a ding. They had arrived.

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Fabian stood at the door to prevent it from closing. "This way, Ms. Watson."

Natasha followed him out of the elevator.

• "Mr. Hamilton is currently in a meeting," Fabian said as he checked the time. "He'll be done in about half an hour. He said to let you wait for him in his office."

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Natasha eyed the area outside Kenneth's office. "I'll just wait out here for him."

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"Oh... But..."

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"Please make a cup of coffee for me. Thank you."

Natasha was insistent. After hearing her words, Fabian did not try to convince her further. "Then, please wait here for a moment."

He instantly ordered someone to prepare a cup of coffee and sent a message on WhatsApp to update Kenneth on the situation.

After reading the message, Kenneth replied: "Let her be."

After Natasha had been served her coffee, Fabian looked at her and said, "Then, I shall take my leave now, Ms. Watson. If you need anything at all, please feel free to look for me. I'll be over there." He pointed to his desk.

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With a nod, she answered, "Okay. Thank you."

. "Also... It's true those rumors were not started by Mr. Hamilton..." Fabian was still worried about that.

• She chuckled and said, "I won't bring it up with him."

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Talking to her is so easy!

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Fabian heaved a sigh of relief. "You're so kind and gentle, Ms. Watson. Thank you very much."

• With that, Fabian left with a weight lifted off his chest.

• Natasha crossed her legs and picked a magazine to read to pass the time.

• After some time, she had almost finished her coffee when she heard someone's voice echo from in front of her.

• "Natasha? What are you doing here?"

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When she heard that voice, she lifted her gaze to see Thea in front of her. A gorgeous woman was standing next to her. They bore some resemblance to each other.

• "I have some business to attend to."

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"I'm the liaison for your company. You can come to me directly if you need something," Thea said.

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"I'm here to speak to Kenneth," Natasha replied directly. "It's personal."

• Thea's brows furrowed.

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Then, Caroline piped up from beside her. "Who is she, Thea?"

• "She is Kenneth's..." Before she continued, she looked around and saw that there were countless people present. Hence, she changed her form of address. "She is the person in charge from our partner company, Natasha."

• The name "Natasha" had already been etched into Caroline's memory last night.