Not Twins (Natasha and Kenneth)

• Just as Natasha was learning how to play, Denise called.

• Natasha turned on speaker mode.

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"Why aren't you back yet, Nat? It's getting late," Denise asked.

• "I forgot to tell you all to not wait for me for dinner. I still have something to take care of, so I'll be returning late."

. "Where are you?"

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"Hamilton Corporation," Natasha replied without thinking because she was learning how to play poker.

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Denise became silent for a short moment before speaking again. "Okay, Nat. I hope it goes well for you."

• "All right."

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After the call ended, Ross stared at Natasha. "Your little sister is quite cute."

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Natasha didn't bother to correct him because he wasn't the only person who misunderstood their relationship. After all, who wouldn't if her children kept on calling her Nat? "Royal flush," Natasha uttered as she put down her cards. The three men were shocked.

• Even though she didn't know how to play before, she sure did learn quickly.

• She absolutely dunked on them right after learning the rules.

• Ross gazed at her. "You're telling me you don't know how to play, Ms. Watson? Are you lying to us?"

• "This is my first time playing," Natasha answered sincerely.

. He was at a loss for words.

• Thomas sighed. "Thank goodness we didn't bet money. Otherwise, my wallet's getting empty in no time."

• Xavier patted his wallet and sighed in relief.

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"Again." Ross didn't believe she was that good.

• Just as they were starting another round, the deputy general manager finally arrived.

He was going to assert his dominance over them, just as Thea advised. However, he didn't expect to see them playing poker. "You lot—"

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Natasha returned the cards to Ross and stared at the deputy general manager. "Ah, you're finally here. We were about to head for supper if you hadn't arrived."

• "What is this attitude?" the deputy general manager asked displeasedly.

• "Our attitude? We waited more than half an hour for you. Is that not sincere enough?" Natasha then glanced at the time. "More precisely, we have been waiting for you for forty-five minutes."

• The deputy general manager furrowed his eyebrows.

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"Are you going to start now or should we discuss this another day? Or perhaps I should discuss this with Kenneth or Thea directly?"

Upon hearing that, he immediately spoke. "Since the matter has fallen into my hands, I will take care of it. Let's start." He then took a seat.

Natasha gave her colleagues a glance before sitting down and starting the discussion.

• While the deputy general manager wanted to make things difficult for her, he could see she wasn't someone to be trifled with. Additionally, he wasn't as sharp-tongued as her in the following discussion. Time passed as the discussion continued.

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"Do you know why Nat is still not back yet, Tony? Even though it's getting really late?" Denise stared at her brothers and asked in between giggles. "Why?"

"It's because Nat is at Hamilton Corporation, where Mr. Handsome is at."

• When she finished speaking, Anthony and Benjamin turned to look at her.

• "Nat told me when I called her earlier."

• "She didn't avoid mentioning where she is?" Benjamin asked.

• Denise shook her head. "Nat doesn't know we know Mr. Handsome exists, so she was frank about it."

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Anthony thought about it and uttered unwillingly, "It's bound to be bad news if she's still not back yet at this hour."

• "Don't think about it this way. Maybe Mr. Handsome is just trying to create an opportunity to spend some time alone with her."

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"No, I'm calling Nat." Anthony was about to make a call when Denise stopped him.

"Don't forget, we promised not to interfere with her love life."

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He stared at her, recalled the promise, and returned to his room.

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"Tony."

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"I'm not going to call her. I'll just browse the internet in the room."

Only then did Denise let him go. "Don't break your promise, Tony."

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Anthony stepped into the room wordlessly.

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Denise elatedly planted herself on the couch and fantasized about the day Natasha got together with Kenneth. Maybe it won't end as badly as we thought! I'm excited! Inside the room, Anthony turned on his computer and entered a chat room.

Only four or five people were inside the chatroom. For some reason, he felt a little annoyed when he saw Kyle offline.

• Just as he was going offline, someone in the group called out: Anthony is online!

Everyone immediately noticed and called out for him.

• When Anthony saw that, he felt compelled to reply: Things have been getting busy on my end. I didn't have time to go online. HandofConstellation: Kyle's been getting really busy, but I didn't expect you to be busier.

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• Anthony: Where's Kyle? Why has he been radio silent?

⚫ HandofConstellation: Are you looking for him?

• Anthony: Yes. I have a personal matter to talk to him about.

• HandofConstellation: Speak of the devil. He's back.

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Anthony was excited when he saw that. He typed: He's back? Where?

• HandofConstellation: He's getting online.

After a while, Kyle's profile picture lit up as he typed out: I heard someone's looking for me? Who's missing me?

Anthony: No one's missing you, though I am looking for you. Where's the result?

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Kyle: What result?

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Anthony almost couldn't hold back his desire to shout as he wrote: What do you mean what result? I sent you something to help me produce a DNA test result!

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Anthony: Tsk. If I knew you already got it, I should've hacked into your mailbox and find it myself.

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Kyle finally realized what Anthony meant and typed: Ahh, that! The result should've been out. It's probably in my mailbox. I'm going to check it now.

Kyle: Watch what you're saying. Do you think you can hack my mailbox just because you say you're going to? I have my pride, okay? Despite his words, he knew Anthony was fully capable of that. Anthony didn't want to argue with him. He was really anxious as he waited for the result.

Anthony: So? What's the result?

• No response from Kyle.

Anthony: Kyle? Say something, d*mn it! Where are you?

. He was on the edge of exploding into anger.

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Kyle: Chill, dude. I was just drinking water earlier.

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Anthony was speechless. I swear, I'm going to torture him one day.

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Anthony: So? What's the result?

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Kyle: Wanna guess?

• Anthony: Stop messing around and just f*cking tell me already!

• It was the first time Kyle saw Anthony that angry. He couldn't help but laugh as he typed: Isn't it exciting when there's a lot of suspense?

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Anthony: You want excitement, is it? Fine, I'll give you excitement. He was getting sick of talking nonsense with Kyle and started typing rapidly on the keyboard. Webpages and Ustranian letters began popping up on the screen.

• Soon, Kyle noticed something was wrong.

Kyle: What are you trying to do? Hey, are you breaking into my account and hacking my mailbox?

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Anthony: The result isn't in your mailbox!

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Kyle laughed: The report is on a physical paper. It's not digital.

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Anthony threatened: I'll give you one last chance. If you refuse to tell me any further, I won't be holding back anymore. Maybe I'll accidentally leak out your location...

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Kyle: Fine, you win. I'll send a picture of it to you. Take a look yourself.

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Anthony's anger greatly dissipated.

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Soon, the photo was sent to him. He increased the size of the photo and scrolled all the way down for the result.

• The report stated: Paternity probability: 99%.

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Anthony was stunned when he read that.