Not twins novel (Natasha and Kenneth)

As soon as he finished speaking, Thalia looked up at him.

At this moment, Spencer's gaze appeared particularly serious and profound. "What would I do if something happened to you?"

Thalia responded, "At that time, I didn't think about that."

Spencer went silent.

Seeing him about to get angry, Thalia quickly explained, "No. That's not what I meant. What I meant was, I really didn't think too much at that time... I was truly just worried that Natasha might get hurt." "And what about you?" he asked.

"I would be fine," said Thalia.

"Why not? What if you got hurt?"

"There was no way Holden would ever shoot me!"

"But what if he couldn't hold back?"

Thalia asked, "There can't be that many of what ifs, right?"

Seeing that she still hadn't grasped the seriousness of the situation, Spencer was genuinely getting a bit angry.

But seeing her face of innocence and purity, he felt an indescribable emotion stirring within him.

Taking a deep breath, Spencer looked at her. "Thalia, I hope you can understand one thing. We only live once, there are no second chances. I know you value loyalty and righteousness, but I hope that at any time, you can consider yourself first, and me!"

Thalia looked at him and replied, "Spencer, Natasha is also your friend. If it were you, wouldn't you save her?"

"I would!"

"Exactly. If you can do it, then so can I."

"I can, but I hope you won't," said Spencer.

Thalia said, "You're being so unreasonable."

"Thalia, this isn't the time for me to reason with you. I'm telling you what you must do," Spencer said to her, emphasizing each word.

Watching his angry and domineering demeanor, Thalia furrowed her brows. "I understand."

"Can you do it?"

"Not necessarily."

Spencer was rendered speechless.

Seeing his displeasure, Thalia immediately said, "Spencer, let's not talk about your relationship with Natasha, or the fact that you've been friends for many years. Just based on the fact that she once gave me a blood transfusion and an antidote, and now Kenneth is lying there because of her, I feel that I've done nothing wrong."

Hearing that, Spencer said, "Thalia, this isn't about whether you're right or wrong. Consider me selfish, but I just want you to be okay. As for what we owe them, I'll take care of it."

"But I can't bear to let you do it!"

"Thalia! I-"

"Gosh! I know what you're about to say." Thalia interrupted him, looking at him earnestly. "I understand your intentions, and I know you want me to live well. Rest assured, no matter what, I will be safe. However, you know me. This is just who I am. For those who treat me well, I am willing to risk my life..."

That was indeed the case.

Spencer understood completely. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

That was where her sincerity lay and also her weakness.

From the day he first met her, he knew it.

Looking at her, Spencer furrowed his brows. "Can't you be a little selfish for my sake?"

His dark eyes were filled with anticipation.

At this moment, Thalia could feel his love.

She couldn't possibly refuse the person she had loved for so many years.

Looking at him, Thalia smiled. "I can... For you, I can do anything!"

Spencer reached out, pulling her directly into his embrace, holding her tightly.

Thalia was in his arms, a contented smile playing at the corners of her mouth.

"If I had known you were living like this, I would never have left you in the first place," said Spencer.

Thalia listened, her eyes flickering slightly, but she didn't say anything.

Meanwhile, after Kyle left, Anthony went straight to Natasha. "Nat."

Natasha's face was somewhat pale. To say she wasn't worried or nervous would be a lie.

Heaven knew how much she wanted to rush up and stop everything at that moment, but there was still a voice inside her, constantly telling her to trust Anthony. Undoubtedly, that was akin to a high-stakes gamble.

In the end, she narrowly won the gamble.

Seeing her silent, Anthony called out again, "Nat?"

Only then did Natasha regain her senses. She looked at him, a slight smile tugging at the corners of her mouth.

Anthony looked at her, his brows furrowed slightly. "Nat, why do you look so pale?" As he spoke, he turned his head, searching for the figure of Spencer.

"Where is Spencer? Where is he?" Anthony asked.

"I'm fine," Natasha said at that moment.

"But your face..."

"Wouldn't you be scared if it was me standing here with a gun pointed at me?" Natasha asked.

Upon hearing those words, Anthony instantly understood something.

Looking at Natasha, he had a guilty look in his eyes. "Nat, I'm sorry..."

"No need to apologize," Natasha said. "I knew you were confident."

Anthony nodded. "Yes, I understand Holden. In fact, when we suggested that Daddy might not be the murderer, I knew he was hopeful, too. But after harboring such hatred for so many years, and having witnessed it with his own eyes, it's impossible for him to accept this fact immediately."

Natasha nodded. "Yes. I understand!"

"So, I knew he wouldn't do anything to me," Anthony asserted, looking at her with certainty.

Natasha looked at him with a forced smile. "Whether he could do anything or not was beside the point. Just seeing someone pointing a gun at you... Do you think I can think of anything else?"

"Nat..."

"This won't set a precedent," said Natasha. This ordeal, this torment, this high-stakes gamble, once is more than enough.

Anthony looked at her, nodding emphatically. "All right. This won't happen again."

As they were chatting, Dave walked over. Looking at Natasha's complexion, he asked softly, "How are you doing? Are you okay?"

Natasha nodded. "Yes. I'm fine."

"It's getting late. I'll see you out. Once you leave, everything will settle down," Dave said.

Upon hearing that, Natasha turned her head toward him. "If we leave, will they come looking for you again?"

"With the three of them here, anyone would have to think twice before making a move. And while Kyle may seem reckless, he's a sensible man. If he knows there's a problem, he won't act rashly," Dave said. Natasha nodded. "Okay, then."

"Don't worry!" Dave said in a low voice.

Natasha took a deep breath and nodded. "In that case, let's go."

Dave looked at them, then glanced at the private jet parked not far away. He nodded, "Okay."

Natasha lowered her gaze, looking at the three little ones. "Say goodbye to Mr. Dave."

At that moment, the three little ones were looking at Dave.

"Mr. Dave, we're leaving now. Thank you for taking care of us during this time, thank you," Anthony sincerely said.

Dave looked at them, gave a smile, and then reached out to pat their heads. "Your daddy has never been this polite to me." As he spoke, he looked at them with a sense of reluctance. "I have a lot of things to deal with here, so I won't be able to personally send you guys home. However, if you have any problems, feel free to contact me at any time."

"Understood." Anthony nodded.

"All right. Travel safe," Dave said.

However, as soon as the words left his mouth, Denise suddenly stepped forward and embraced him.