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Twins In Her Womb: Sir President Please Be Gentle Chapter 11-Her Husband’s Clothes Bianca went back upstairs.

The cleaner lady was tidying up her room.

Bianca nodded at the cleaner politely and then walked to her closet, opening it and taking out one set of the clothes she had ironed last night. After that, she went to the bathroom to change into it.

The cleaner worked very quickly.

By the time Bianca was done washing her face, the room had been wiped more or less clean of every trace of Luke Crawford.

She heaved a sigh of relief.

Ten minutes ago, Jean had sent her a message. “Bianca, my team is done with the project. I’ll go to H City in the afternoon and visit you at your hotel. We get the day off tomorrow.” Bianca had replied with, “Sounds good. I’ll send you the hotel address.” For some reason, as she looked around the room Luke Crawford had spent the entire night in, she felt a little guilty.

When the cleaner was done with her cleaning, she found Bianca staring at the bathroom, frowning and distracted.

“I’m done,” the cleaner said with a smile, holding a garbage bag as she stood at the door.

Bianca hurriedly came back to her senses. “Thank you so much.” The cleaner added. “I put the used underwear in the small drawer in the closet too.” “Underwear?” Bianca was confused.

She did not recall throwing aside her used lingerie like that.

“The men’s underwear. It’s your husband’s, right? I found it in the laundry basket in the bathroom!” The cleaner informed her with a smile before turning around and leaving the room.

Bianca was stunned.

Men’s underwear? Her husband…?

Her face was bright red as she took a few breaths and pursed her lips. Her head felt hot, and she did not know how to handle this underwear.

She could not just return it, could she?

Forget it… It was probably best to toss it.

It was not like her boss would miss a single pair of underwear like that.

Bianca shook her head. Seriously, what was she thinking?

Thankfully, that was when her phone rang.

The caller was Sue Carter.

“Hey, Sue,” Bianca picked up and replied.

“Have you eaten, Bianca? Remember to eat if you haven’t. We’ll meet downstairs at ten after breakfast. There’s a meeting that you should attend too.” “Alright. See you downstairs at ten.” Bianca had been worried that she would be relegated to babysitting duty again today.

She was very fond of Lanie and Rainie, yes, but work was still work.

Since she was receiving a salary from T Corporation, she wanted to be able to contribute her part to the company accordingly. At the same time, she wanted to learn and better herself.

That was what her father always wanted for her too!

When she thought of her father, Bianca’s expression suddenly darkened.

Jennifer Lee was quite beautiful, and this was despite the fact that she was almost fifty years old now. She must have been veritably gorgeous when she was younger.

Bianca’s father really loved his second wife deeply.

Now, he was pouring all of his heart and soul into Jennifer’s wellbeing.

Bianca felt a little lost. Her memories of her childhood told her that he had loved her mother deeply too, and that was why he had drowned his sorrows in alcohol after she left. His slump had lasted eight whole years.

When he lost her mother, it was as though he had lost his will to keep living.

… At ten o’clock.

Bianca went downstairs.

“Get into the car,” Sue told Bianca.

Those in their line of work tended to dress simply and professionally.

Bianca was dressed similarly to Sue. She had a formal outfit, wearing a plain-colored top with two open buttons and an A-line skirt. It made her look smart without obscuring her feminine gentleness.

This time, they took two cars to the meeting.

Sue and Bianca took the car in the front, while Luke and Tom took the luxury vehicle at the back.

“Why isn’t Mr. Doyle coming with us?” Bianca was not very familiar with these things, so she had to ask while she had the chance. “What are we supposed to do when we get there, Sue?” “Mr. Doyle is taking the boss’ kids to the Ferris wheel,” Sue said to Bianca without holding back any information. “You don’t have to do anything when you get there. Just listen carefully. Right now, your main job is to learn.” “Okay.” Bianca nodded.

They arrived at the hotel.

The famous hotel had attendants providing great service in every aspect. The meeting was to be held on the 99th floor.

This was Bianca’s first time attending a face-to-face business meeting. When successful men shook hands firmly and solemnly, it was indeed quite charming and eye-catching, especially to women.

Luke Crawford looked like a completely different person when he was negotiating a contract.

That man could handle any problem with ease. No matter how accomplished his opposite counterpart was, he could carry himself in a way that won their respect.

Bianca listened in on the whole thing, making sure not to lose focus.

Eventually, Director Shaw, who was sitting on the right, looked at Luke and smiled brightly, his wrinkles showing all over his face. He said, “My darling daughter insisted on following me here, and she even pressured me into making a promise. See, she wants me to persuade you to bring her around A City for a bit, and she said she would disown me as her father if I can’t get it done! What do you say, Luke? I’ve totally spoiled my daughter, haven’t I?” Just like all the other bit characters at the conference table, Bianca kept her expression carefully blank.

Anyone could tell that the topic had wandered into the boss’ private matters.

… It was half-past one in the afternoon when they left the renowned hotel.

Bianca took her laptop with her as she got into the car.

Sue followed suit.

Outside the hotel entrance, Director Shaw and his beloved daughter were shaking hands with Luke, bidding him goodbye.

“Do you see that? That Director Shaw wants to have his daughter marry the Crawfords,” Sue said with a laugh.

Bianca did not know how to respond to that, so she said vaguely, “If it really works out, I wonder if Director Shaw’s daughter would be marrying below or above her station.” That was actually quite hard to tell.

Sue chatted with Bianca casually, saying, “It looks to me like Director Shaw and his daughter are the only ones into this idea for now. No one can really tell what Mr. Crawford’s thinking. If you ask me, any woman that Mr. Crawford doesn’t personally intend to marry would be trying above her station. Doesn’t even matter if she’s the Jade Emperor’s daughter—” True, that did make sense.

Bianca raised her head and gave Director Shaw’s daughter a nonchalant look. She thought to herself calmly, ‘If the boss is willing to marry her, then that woman will become Lanie and Rainie’s mom.’

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Twins in Her Womb: Sir President Please be Gentle Chapter 12-Luke Crawford Has No Right To Interfere!

The two cars left the renowned hotel and headed back to the hotel they were staying in.

Once they reached the hotel, Bianca got out of the car.

Sue soon followed suit.

At the hotel entrance, they saw Jason Doyle waiting, dressed in his smart suit and leather shoes.

“Good afternoon, Mr. Doyle.” Just like Sue and the others, Bianca greeted Jason as she went in.

Jason nodded at Bianca too, but his gaze changed when he looked at Bianca.

After Bianca walked into the hotel lobby, Jason was still frowning slightly as he looked inside.

Luke got out of the car and noticed that there was something off about Jason’s expression.

As usual, he turned his dark gaze directly at Jason. When Jason realized something amiss, he hurriedly turned around too, looking at his boss perfectly professionally.

Standing tall and straight, Luke strode into the hotel, his voice icy cold as he stated, “You were looking at her.” He was addressing Jason, who was behind him.

Jason seemed to be deliberating if he should say certain things out loud. After a while, he decided to keep his thoughts to himself, saying, “No, I wasn’t.” What a poor pretense!

Luke’s expression turned dark.

Just then, Jean got out of a cab and walked into the hotel, his laptop under one arm. When he saw his boss and Special Assistant Doyle standing in front of the elevator, he blinked. He had no choice but to greet them, though. “Hello, Mr. Doyle, Mr. Crawford, sir.” Luke’s gaze was sharp as he looked at the newcomer.

“I’m a new employee with the design department, Jean Langdon.” Jean introduced himself and suitably added, “I won’t get in your way, Mr. Crawford, so I’ll go upstairs now.” Luke’s expression did not change, but right here and now, his entire body seemed to be covered in a layer of frost that kept everyone away.

Once he returned to his room upstairs, Luke undid the exquisitely-designed buttons on his sleeves as he glanced at the two children. They had tired themselves out playing and were now fast asleep on the bed.

He then walked toward the bar in the suite and uncorked a bottle of red wine, pouring himself a glass.

Frowning, he downed the whole glass, the cool liquid flowing into this throat.

Not long later, the two children woke up.

The older brother was the first to wake up, brushing his teeth and washing his face. Once done, he obediently came back to the room and helped his sister pick out her princess dress.

“What’s up with Dad, Big Bro?” Rainie asked in a whisper.

Her brother shook his head. He did not know what was wrong with their father either, but he did know that “kids shouldn’t ask about adult things”.

…

Downstairs.

Jean put his laptop bag down and gave Bianca a hug.

“What’s the matter?” Bianca was not used to the sudden hug.

The two of them had been officially dating for a year now, but they were rarely ever intimate.

Bianca had an aversion to physical touch, and Jean respected that, so he never overstepped his boundaries.

This time, though, Jean was acting all out of sorts.

“It’s nothing. I just missed you, so I wanted to hug you,” Jean said wearily.

Bianca did not reply.

That night, the two of them had dinner together.

After that, Jean suggested that they go shopping to buy a set of clothing to change into. He had been dragged out on a trip on very short notice, so he did not have anything to change into.

It was half-past nine at night by the time they bought everything they needed and returned to the hotel.

“I want a room, thanks.” Jean took out his ID and handed it to the receptionist.

Bianca was waiting for him at the side. She could not help but remember how the receptionist had said that there were no rooms available last night.

The receptionist searched through the database, and just as Bianca expected, she looked up and said, “Sorry, sir, but we don’t have any empty rooms right now.” Jean frowned and thought it over before turning to look at Bianca.

The two of them went into the elevator and headed upstairs.

As they walked toward Bianca’s room, Jean said, “Can I stay in your room for the night? You can take the bed and I’ll take the couch.” Bianca blinked.

“I’m your boyfriend, Bea. It’s been five years. Are you saying you still don’t trust me?” Jean looked at Bianca with disappointment and sadness in his eyes.

She instantly felt guilty.

Over the past five years, Jean had taken very good care of her. It did not matter if he was pursuing her, because unlike other men, he did not woo her just to get into her pants.

In that sense, Jean treated her very respectfully.

“Alright, you can take the couch,” she said, worried that she would hurt him.

… At the same time.

In the suite dining room.

The Crawford family of three was sitting together.

Rainie held her fried chicken, burying her face in it as she ate away. There were still tears hanging from her lashes; she had clearly had to cry her way to her fried chicken.

Jason had been summoned here all of a sudden by his boss, and right now he was feeling quite lost.

“Does that design department rookie have anywhere to stay?” Luke said without any emotion in his voice.

Jason did not know why the boss was suddenly concerned about a design department rookie’s accommodation, but he replied honestly, “The hotel doesn’t have any more free rooms, and he did not go to any other hotel either. I think he plans to stay with his girlfriend for the night.” After he made that report, Jason noticed a clear look of “extreme unhappiness” in his boss’ eyes.

Jason was always quite good at reading others’ expressions, but he could never really read his boss.

This time, though, he could.

After giving it some real thought, Jason figured he should rethink his opinion of Bianca Rayne.

Rainie was still pouting after she finished her fried chicken.

“I don’t wanna be with mean Daddy!” “Don’t be naughty, Rainie,” her brother said.

“Mean Daddy, mean Daddy, mean Daddy! Mean Lanie, mean Lanie, mean Lanie…” Rainie harrumphed.

Jason could tell what was happening, but he did not expose them. Instead, he said, “How about this, Rainie? Shall I take you to that lady from last night? You can stay with her.” Rainie did not say anything, but she immediately got up from her chair, seemingly determined to have Jason take her to Miss Bea.

Jason glanced at his boss, who remained wordless. Since there were no objections, Jason took Rainie out of the dining hall and left the suite, sending her over to Bianca’s place instead.

The elevator headed downstairs.

Before Jason could reach Bianca’s floor, his phone rang.

“Mr. Crawford,” Jason said when he picked up the phone, surprised.

After the call, Jason frowned but had to carry out his orders anyway.

Late that night, Sue sat in the car, sleepy and exhausted as she ranted to Bianca, "I think that Director Shaw's daughter is a blight to us all. I mean, she just showed up for a day and we're all suffering the consequences. Why else would the boss be so mad that he orders us to leave A City overnight? Like, oh my goodness! This is going beyond heartless, the boss is practically insane! We already spent the money on the hotel rooms, but he won't let us stay in them? Does he enjoy watching us suffer on the road like this?!"

Bianca was mentally exhausted too.

She had no idea what the boss was thinking.

Jean sat in the passenger seat, whereas Tom was driving.

It was extremely late at night now. At the H City hotel.

Luke stood alone on the hotel room balcony, taking his time with a cigarette. When he blew out the smoke, he frowned deeply, letting his emotions show.

Anyone who had ever dealt with him in the world of business knew that he had no weaknesses whatsoever. It was like he was covered in solid armor everywhere.

He had a few glasses in his room earlier, and the alcohol made him look slightly intoxicated.

When he remembered how she moaned five years ago and how she put up a vicious fight last night, he could not help but laugh at himself coldly, lowering his head and extinguishing the cigarette in an ashtray.

Early the next morning.

Jason Doyle and his boss plus the latter's kids headed for H City International Airport.

Luke's handsome face was covered in clouds the entire time.

Jason followed behind him, but he could not help but think to himself, 'Boss, you might be able to stop the two of them from sharing a room in an H City hotel, but you might not be able to stop them from going back to their love nest in A City!

'After all, who are you to interfere? You can't butt into their lives too much.'novelbin

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Twins in Her Womb: Sir President Please be Gentle Chapter 13-Jean’s Expressionless Taunt By the time they returned to A City, it was already morning.

Naturally, Tom drove the company Bentley back to the company.

Sue alighted from the car.

On the other side, Jean brought Bianca’s luggage down from the trunk as he said, “I’ll send you back home first so you can rest. Sleep well, and I’ll come find you at night.” Bianca nodded.

They pushed their luggage along as they said goodbye to Sue and Tom. After that, they walked to the roadside and hailed a cab.

Jean was thinking he should go buy a car tomorrow.

It was too inconvenient without a car.

Bianca was both tired and sleepy. She had slept for slightly over two hours in the car last night, but sleeping in the car was by no means comfortable.

Before they could find a cab, Jean’s phone rang.

“Let me pick this up.” Jean looked at his phone and gave Bianca’s a heads-up before accepting the call.

Bianca looked at him and saw that he was frowning. He said “okay” into the phone a few times before adding, “Alright, I’ll be there.” “Is something the matter?” Bianca asked after he hung up.

“Yeah. Our team leader said all of us have to be there before lunch for a meeting. They want to strike while the iron is hot and discuss the next steps,” Jean said, looking like he had a headache coming on. That was when a cab drove around the corner.

Bianca looked at the cab and took his luggage from him. “Go on, then. I can go back myself.” Jean felt really guilty. As her boyfriend, it was only natural for him to send his girlfriend home after she returned from an exhausting business trip. Yet now he had to eschew that responsibility because of his work.

Bianca got into the cab.

It began to drive slowly away.

Bianca drifted in and out of sleep.

After some time, the cabbie turned around and told Bianca in the backseat, “We’re here.” Bianca opened her eyes and saw she was outside her neighborhood.

Clearing her mind, she got out of the car.

The cold was making her feel very uncomfortable.

In the five years since she left A City, she had lived independently and gotten used to toughing it out alone whenever anything went wrong. A cold or fever was nothing to her anymore.

Still, no matter how strong she was, she was still just a girl.

She still wanted care and concern.

However, Jean did not seem to notice that she was sick at all, and that left her a little disappointed.

It had been two days and one night since she left home, and now she was back. She was so exhausted that Her brain was heavy. She might have fallen asleep for a while, but when she next woke up, she felt as though she was breathing fire.

She propped herself up and went in search of medicine for her cold and fever.

Her hand was halfway through taking a glass of water when her bell rang.

Bianca hit the intercom and asked weakly, “Who is it?” She was renting this room. Aside from Jean and Nina, no one else knew about it.

“Good day, Miss Rayne. I’m from the neighborhood hospital, someone ordered a home call for you. Something about giving you a shot?” The visitor was a girl dressed in a white lab coat and carrying her medicine kit.

Bianca thought it over.

Who called them? Was it Jean?

So Jean did notice that she was sick.

Perhaps it was because she was ill and weak, but Bianca’s heart was fragile and sensitive right now. Forget a house call, even a simple prescription cold medicine would have been enough to touch her heart and move her.

After she had that drip, someone delivered some food to her too.

Bianca’s whole body was aching when she went to open the door, but then she realized it was no ordinary delivery. There was a veritable feast there, the kind that she only saw in idol dramas.

“Please sign here.” The man and woman who had brought the food looked at Bianca, their gazes complicated.

Bianca felt rather awkward. She lived in a very average neighborhood, and no matter how you looked at it, she was just a regular salary worker. There was no way she was used to luxurious spreads like this.

She signed the bill and the two delivery people left.

Faced with such a fancy meal, Bianca was actually a bit lost.

Jean came from a middle-class family, and he was not all that wealthy. She could accept it when he spent a bit of money on movies or restaurant meals usually, but something this crazy gave her a bit of a headache.

Still, he already ordered it.

Although she did not have much of an appetite because she was sick, she still tried her best to eat a few more bites. The meal was mostly mild in taste and easy to eat, as though it was meant specifically for sick patients.

After lunch, she cleaned up her house and sent Jean a message on WeChat.

She just wrote two words. “Thank you.” “For what?” Jean replied.

Bianca blinked for a second before she thought it through. Maybe he thought that it was too formal to thank him, since he was her boyfriend after all. That was why she responded with, “I still think I should thank you.” Jean’s response came after a long pause. “Why are you acting all sappy all of a sudden?” Bianca knew that she was not being sappy, she was just moved. She lost her father’s love to another mother and daughter, and she had not been in contact with her aunts and uncles for a long time now. They barely counted as her family anymore.

In other words, she was probably the loneliest of them all.

Now, the only ones who could give her any warmth were the siblings, Jean and Nina.

Jean had said in the morning that he would come visit her at night.

However, he called again in the afternoon and said that something had come up, so he could not make it.

Bianca looked at the three dishes and one soup that she had made for Jean. She said nothing.

After she covered all the food with cling wrap, she put it all into the fridge.

The next day.

In the morning, Jean drove over to pick Bianca up.

Bianca got into the car, her cold making her voice sound thick and nasally.

Jean looked at her. “Oh, do you have a cold?” Bianca paused in the middle of putting on her seatbelt, turning to look at Jean in the driver’s seat.

“Was it cold?” Jean reached out his arm in concern and touched her forehead. It was really hot to the touch, so she immediately took off her seatbelt. “Wait for me. There’s a pharmacy fifty meters away.” Bianca watched him as he left the car to get some medicine.

That made it plenty obvious. What he was saying told her without a doubt that he had known about her cold before this.

So that house call and fancy feast for patients yesterday afternoon… There was no way it could be Nina!

Nina was busy with work. She barely had time for herself, and Bianca did not even dare to chat Nina up since she returned to A City, lest she disturbed Nina in the middle of her drafting process.

Just then, the phone in her bag vibrated, buzzing.

Dazed, Bianca took out her phone and looked at the caller ID. It was an unknown number.

“Hello? Who is this?” Bianca was confused now.

“There’s a present for you, Miss Rayne, but I rang your doorbell and you don’t seem to be at home,” the delivery man said loudly.

“A present?” Bianca looked out the car window. “I’m at the entrance to the neighborhood.” When she accepted the call, she undid her belt and opened the door, getting out of the car.

Two minutes later, a delivery man with a green vest approached her with a smile, immediately giving her a bouquet of flowers. “Flowers for you, Miss Rayne. They were flown in here this morning itself. Please sign here!” “Who gave me these flowers?” Bianca asked solemnly. That was all she cared about.

They were flown in here!

How much money must that cost?

The delivery man shook his head, laughing. “Sorry, the client paid, and all we have to do is deliver it.” The huge bouquet of flowers fell into her hands.

The delivery man drove away.

Bianca was left frozen on the spot, moving not even an inch. The flowers were beautiful and their fragrance faint yet pleasant, but she was in no mood to savor the moment.

“Bianca.” Jean’s voice came from behind her. He sounded a little less than pleased.

Bianca turned around. The beautiful flowers formed a stark contrast against the dark expression on Jean’s face.

“I… I don’t know who gave me these flowers.” Bianca was worried Jean would misunderstand.

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Twins in Her Womb: Sir President Please be Gentle Chapter 14-Bianca’s Face Instantly Reddens “I don’t know who they’re from,” Bianca repeated.

She did not want to see Jean’s hurt gaze. She did not want any more stains in her life.

However, there was a fury burning in Jean’s eyes as he said, “You don’t know who they’re from? Are you kidding? Do you take me for a fool? Bianca Rayne, it’s barely been a week since we came back, and you already have another man in your life. If it’s strictly platonic, which man would spend so much money flying in fresh flowers for you?” Bianca could not stand the way Jean was staring daggers at her.

She knew she did no wrong. Her conscience was clear.

It was true that she did not know who sent her the flowers.

“I’m going to work.” Finally, Bianca just said those words to Jean calmly, turning around and throwing the flowers into a rubbish bin nearby without giving them another glance.

Jean watched her back as Bianca walked over to the opposite side of the road calmly. Instinctively, his hands clenched into fists.

She walked toward the subway station and out of sight.

Jean was still standing by the roadside, feeling a knot of fury in his chest that he could not swallow down. He then turned around and smashed his fist into the lamppost, his teeth clenched. It hurt terribly, like his bones had shattered, but it still did not calm him down.

So it seemed like he would only feel secure after he married her.

… At the company.

Bianca could not focus on anything she did. On the way here by subway, she had given it a lot of thought.

Now, she had a suspect in her mind.

Still, it was all so absurd.

When they were at H City, Luke Crawford had called her phone. That meant that, as her boss, he had a way to get her contact number and address.

It was ridiculously easy for a boss to obtain all of his subordinate’s personal details.

Bianca was lost in thought when her phone rang.

It was just one notification beep, telling her she had WeChat messages.

“Sorry, I was too rash.

“I’m too afraid of losing you.

“Don’t be mad. Let’s sit down and talk it over.” Jean sent a string of messages.

Bianca did not reply to a single one at first.

No one liked being suspected of infidelity for no reason.

At noon.

Nina brought her lunch over to Bianca at the cafeteria, saying, “My brother asked me to help him get back in your good books. He says he got jealous and ticked you off.” Bianca lowered her head and kept eating without a word.

“C’mon, Bianca, stop torturing my brother.” Nina could not help but burst out laughing. “He just cares about you that much. His jealousy is also a sign of his love for you. Seriously, I don’t think you know how much he likes you! I’m pretty sure you’re more important to him than me or my parents. You’re the apple of his eyes, his greatest treasure.” Bianca thought it over and felt significantly less upset.

Actually, when she thought about it from another angle, she would probably fly off the handle and throw accusations everywhere too if she bumped into a girl secretly sending Jean presents… … That afternoon.

The head of the design department kept his door open the entire time.

Bianca passed by quite often when she went to get herself water.

“Who wants to run an errand?” the head of the department asked without looking up.

“I’ll do it.” Bianca was passing by again, and she replied with a gleam in her eyes.

Her colleagues looked at her gratefully.

Everyone was busy with their work, so it would be great if Bianca could help them settle some menial tasks.

There was something she had to bring to the president’s office this time too.

That was exactly the opportunity Bianca had been waiting for.

She went to the top floor.

Then she went into the presidential office.

Once there, Bianca put the blueprint down, but she did not leave immediately.

“Anything else?” Luke did not even look up, so she could not see his expression. His pretty and slender masculine fingers moved across the large blueprint spread across the office desk.

He looked so solemn and serious when he was working.

“Thank you, Mr. Crawford,” Bianca ventured.

Her heart began to race uncontrollably as she threw out the bait.

‘You’re so dumb, Bianca. If you guessed wrong, changing the subject will be so awkward!’ To her surprise, Luke’s hands on the blueprint suddenly paused, and he raised his head to look at her, his gaze overbearing as he said, “Not bad, you know the master who fed you. At least you’re not as stupid as I thought.” “…” Bianca was speechless.

How was she stupid?

And what did he mean by “master”?

She was a living, breathing human being here, and he talked about feeding her like a pet… Of course, the president’s choice of words did not really matter.

Bianca asked, “I don’t know you did all that, Mr. Crawford.” “You took care of Lanie and Rainie. That wasn’t easy,” Luke said matter-of-factly. “And I slept in your bed when I was drunk. I’m truly sorry for that. If it weren’t for me, you wouldn’t have fallen sick.” Bianca was stunned.

She had barely interacted with Luke Crawford for more than five minutes in H City after she fell sick, so how… could he tell that she was ill?

“Thank you.” Bianca stayed where she stood, a little embarrassed. In order to prevent any future complications, she added, “That ‘compensation’ is already more than enough. Please don’t give me anything else, Mr. Crawford. As your employees, it’s only natural for us to help you out.” novelbin The way she spoke was distant, as though they were complete strangers.

Luke suddenly chuckled. It was only once, and his expression was unreadable. Like a high-and-mighty prince, he raised a brow and said, “You sure are confident, aren’t you? Thinking that I’d give you anything else.” Bianca’s face instantly reddened!

She was just worried that her boss would suddenly decide to send her something else. If he did, there was no way she would be able to explain to Jean.

“If there’s nothing else, I’ll be going downstairs now.” Bianca nodded politely and turned around.

She was running away with her tail between her legs.

“Stand right there.” The man spoke suddenly behind her.

Startled, Bianca stopped.

“You said it’s only natural for you employees to help me out, right?” Luke’s voice was as deep as usual, so she could not tell what he was feeling at all.

Bianca was properly panicked now.

Still, she nodded anyway.

Luke pointed a finger at a few books stacked on top of the coffee table. There were cartoon sheets there too, and he gave her an order. “Stay here and wrap those books for my kids.” “Wrap their books?” Bianca looked at the books.

“You had better be quiet as you do it, too. Don’t get in the way of my work.” With that, Luke went back to focusing on his work, frowning as he devoted himself to his task at hand.

Bianca had no choice but to head over to the coffee table.

It had been many years since she last wrapped books… There were four books in total, with Rainie Crawford written on two of them and Blanche Crawford on the other two… Bianca relied on her memories from elementary and middle school. She cut up the cartoon sheets and wrapped them around the books, but as she went on, she realized that it had been too long since she last did this, and she had grown extremely rusty.

She was probably going to waste one of these sheets… “I…” Bianca clearly remembered that the boss told her not to disturb him, but she really had a question this time.

Luke raised his eyes to look at her.

Bianca raised her little face and met his deep gaze. She quickly lowered her head again and said, “I… ruined one of the cartoon sheets. There aren’t enough anymore…” Her voice was soft, quiet, and gentle as she talked to him. She did not even dare to look at him, looking so timid and scared that it made the man tingle from his chest to his groin.

Luke’s voice was hoarse. “It’s alright. There’s more.” There was more!

Bianca heaved a sigh of relief and went over to take more.

She did not need the man to guide her. Bianca immediately saw the stack of cartoon sheets under the office desk; Jason had bought all of them for Rainie and Lanie.

Bianca crouched down to choose a few, and she caught sight of a Spongebob wrapper.

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Twins in Her Womb: Sir President Please be Gentle Chapter 15-Hanging Off Of Luke Crawford Bianca thought that Rainie would like this Spongebob wrapper.

She put the others aside and picked up the Spongebob one before getting up to leave.

"Ah—"

When she stood up, she was fully focused on how she would best maximize the effect of the Spongebob wrapper on the book. As a result, she had completely forgotten about a certain man standing next to her.

Bianca wore a brooch on her work clothes, and now it was caught onto the man's leather belt… "S-Sorry, I…" Bianca stared at the two items stuck together, feeling extremely awkward.

The man lowered his head. When he looked at her, there was something unreadable deep in his eyes.

"Hold on, I'll be done in a second…" Bianca scrambled around, grabbing the man's belt frantically.

In all of her years, this was the first time she had grabbed a man's belt of her own accord.

On those nights five years ago, Bianca had not touched the man's clothes or anything like that. Nothing like that had happened in the years she had been with Jean too.

She did not know what was going on here. Why did all these weird things happen when she was with Luke Crawford?

It was like a chemical reaction she could not avoid.

The brooch had quite the complicated design and plenty of gaps in it. One of the branches had hooked onto the man's belt buckle. Unfortunately, the brooch was completely stuck!

The more flustered Bianca grew, the harder it was to undo. The air around her was starting to heat up… "How much longer will this take?" the man asked.

Bianca raised her head and looked at him.

Luke was very tall, and he was wearing a black suit today. He wore a white shirt, and usually he only left two of the buttons undone, but he was in his office perusing the blueprints today, so he threw caution to the winds and undid three buttons. Bianca could almost see his well-toned pecs, even if she did not want to.

The man had a narrow waist and almost perfect proportions. If he did not have body warmth to prove that he was an actual living person, someone might mistake him for a male mannequin lovingly carved by fashion experts.

"I… I don't care about the brooch." Bianca tried to come up with the right words to say as she avoided his gaze. "But if I want to undo this, I'll probably end up scratching your leather belt, sir."

When she had been studying overseas, she and her friends had looked into all sorts of famous brands to elevate their understanding. Still, all they ever did was try to get to know the brands better.

That was why she knew that this belt was really expensive.

It was so expensive that she would not be able to make it up to him.

"Getting a scratch on my belt buckle would still look better than having you hanging off of me like this." Luke looked down at the stupid woman who had been bent down at his waist and scrambling for a long time without managing to undo the brooch.

It was already evening now.

The twilight rays shone onto the man, giving him a surreal sense of beauty. Since he had given her the green light, Bianca kept her head down and pursed her lips, continuing to work on her brooch.

Luke looked down at her like a king at his subjects.

Bianca grew ever more frustrated as she failed to undo the brooch. Her soft lips were slightly parted and her warm breath blew on the man's taut abdomen. Something was filling up his stiff body before he knew it.

There was a clack.

Just then, the belt buckle and brooch were finally separated.

Bianca was elated, her smile spreading across her fair rosy face. She cupped the ruined brooch on her chest as she stood up.

However, something seemed… off.

She instinctively looked down.

Just one look was enough to shock her into backing away from him involuntarily. Her body gave a slight jolt, and when she looked up at the man again, her gaze was full of terror and uneasiness… The handsome man was at least 180 or 190 centimeters tall, perhaps more. He stood up straight, his expression hard and solemn, like a teacher judging a female student who had done something wrong.

When she met his bottomless black eyes, Bianca felt so awkward that her mouth went dry. All she could do was apologize. "Sorry! I'll go back to wrapping the books, Mr. Crawford!"

After she apologized, Bianca picked the Spongebob wrapper from the floor next to her and went back to wrapping the books.

After that, all the way until she finished wrapping the books and left, Bianca acted extremely unnatural and stiff.

Every minute and every second felt as long and torturous as a millennium. The man's status, appearance, and mature, noble bearings were like walls built around him, forbidding entry.

Bianca went downstairs and took a long time before her pulse returned to normal.

She had decided that she was going to stay far away from that man on the top floor from now on. Nothing seemed to go right when she was around him.

Since wrapping those books had taken her a long time, quite a lot of work had piled up on Bianca's desk.

There was one advantage to being so busy, and that was she could forget about all those awkward moments in the presidential office on the top floor.

"Come have dinner at my place tonight. My brother's coming to pick us up." Nina was holding a stack of documents when she managed to find a chance to bend over and whisper into Bianca's ear.

Bianca glanced at her and nodded.

Nina's gaze incidentally swept across the brooch on Bianca's chest.

"Oh? What happened to it?" Nina asked in surprise.

Although it was not a very expensive or branded brooch, it was an item Bianca had treasured since high school.

Nina did not know who gave Bianca that outdated accessory, but she had known Bianca since her first year in high school, and she used to go to Bianca's place all the time. That was why she knew Bianca always had a box.

The only thing in that box was this very brooch.

Bianca looked down at the ruined brooch on her chest and lied, "I bumped into a kid. When I crouched down to talk to him, he grabbed my brooch and wouldn't let go, so…"

"Ugh, I hate brats like that." Nina figured that Bianca must be heartbroken about it. After all, she had treasured that brooch for so many years, and now it was all warped out of shape.

Nina shook her head and returned to her work station.

Bianca lifted a hand dazedly and softly cupped the ruined brooch.

Finally, it was time to leave work.

Jean had the day off today. It was the company's way of making it up to them for the business trip. He spent the day buying a car, handling all the documentation in a hurry and then driving the car to the company.

"Sorry—" Outside the company building, Jean looked at Bianca passionately, opening the car door for her as he apologized and watched her get into the car.

Nina drove her own car away in advance.

Bianca got into Jean's car, and the two of them headed toward the Langdons' place.

On the way, Jean was focused on driving, so he did not say a thing. He frowned, seemingly lost in thought. Bianca did not say anything either, merely looking at the street outside the car window.

The car drove into their neighborhood.

Jean's parents had even come downstairs to personally welcome Bianca in.

"Mr. and Mrs. Langdon, why are you two here?" Bianca was feeling quite bad for making them come out here.

Mrs. Langdon patted Bianca's hand enthusiastically. "Because I missed you!"

"Mom! You're even sappier with Bianca than Jean is!" Nina teased her mother.

Jean walked behind his family members, one hand stuck in his pocket.

There was a high-class black silk accessory box tightly grasped in his palm right now. This marriage proposal was like the flip of a coin to Jean. He had no idea if it would land on heads or tails.

Other couples might not feel this way, but that was his situation with Bianca right now.

Of course he would be nervous.

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Twins in Her Womb: Sir President Please be Gentle Chapter 16-Visit By The Father And Son Jean knew that Bianca loved him, but he also knew that she did not love him as much as he loved her.

That was why, in order to make sure the proposal succeeded, once he decided to propose that noon, he asked his parents to invite his grandparents, aunts, and uncles over.

All in all, there were more than a dozen of his relatives, young and old.

After Bianca followed the Langdons upstairs, she was stunned in place the second they opened the door… Similarly, Nina stared at her relatives crowding the house, looking at them like they were ghosts.

"You're here, you're here!" The one who spoke was Jean's father's second sister. When she saw the girl standing at the door, looking just like how she looked in the photo, the older woman immediately grabbed her mother's arm and said excitedly, "That's Jean's girlfriend, Bianca Rayne. She's right there at the door! Oh, what a beauty. Come over here and check her out, Mom…"

Bianca was rendered speechless.

"Come on in." Jean looked at her tenderly, tugging at her hand.

Out of politeness, Bianca had to force herself to smile at all of Jean's relatives.

Jean's grandmother never once let go of Bianca's hand, holding it in her palm and patting it gently every time she said anything.

Bianca was getting a premonition of something that felt neither good nor bad.

Her gaze sought Jean out and found him smoking on the balcony, his hands in his pockets. He looked stressed, as though something was weighing heavily on his heart.

Dinner was especially fancy that night.

Nina said, "This food is better than anything we've had, even during New Year's…"

Jean's grandparents and parents sat at the main table.

Jean and Bianca took their seats there as well.

Everyone else sat at another table.

As they ate, they only chatted about trivial things.

Bianca was almost done with her meal and was about to put down her cutlery when Jean suddenly looked her in the eye and said, "Come with me."

The two of them went to one of the smaller bedrooms.

It was Jean's room.

"What's the matter?" Bianca's voice was very soft and gentle as she asked, like the sweet warm sunshine in the mid-morning between dawn and noon.

Jean's gaze on her was determined and tender at the same time. He took her hand, his voice trembling slightly as he said, "I have to apologize to you. What happened this morning was my fault."

"Oh, don't worry. I'm not angry about it anymore."

That was Bianca's reply.

"Thank you. Thank you for understanding my fears and worries." Jean reached out and pulled her into his embrace, closing his eyes as he said weakly, "You don't know how scared I am of losing you."

Bianca fell silent.

Jean continued, "You know, I fell in love a long, long time ago, from the moment you first set foot in my house. Back then, you were a high school freshman… I really felt like I was sinning for loving such a young girl. I tried turning my affections to other girls, but I never felt anything for them other than annoyance. Eventually, I realized that you would grow up someday. All I had to do was wait quietly.

"Finally, you grew up, and we had the chance to study overseas together.

"You have experienced harrowing events in the past. When you came clean and told me everything, to be honest, I was devastated…"

When she heard that, Bianca's body could not help a tiny shudder.

So he did mind, after all!

"Hear me out." Jean hugged her even tighter and continued, "I wasn't upset because you were unclean. I was upset at myself. I hated myself for not walking into your life from the start. I hated myself for not taking care of you well enough, for allowing you to suffer like that.

"Bianca, you must understand. No other man in the world has loved you longer than I have, with more conviction than I do…"

Perhaps it was because he truly was terrified of losing her, but Jean's voice gradually went from slight trembling to choked sobs.

Of course Bianca was moved.

Her heart felt like a puddle of warmth in her chest.

Finally, her prayers came true. There really was someone who loved her sincerely.

She was trying her best to forget everything in the past. That rich and powerful man from back then had wanted that too, after all.

She still remembered what that lady butler said to her. "I hope you have a good life from now on."

After that incident, Bianca had wondered to herself. Would she really be able to have a good life after what she went through?

Still, that was the path she had chosen, and she was not going to regret walking it. If she did have a good life after that, she would consider herself fortunate. If she did not, she would have no one else to blame.

Bianca figured that a good life did not need to be one filled with wealth and power. She just wanted someone who loved and understood her, someone with similar values in life. All she wanted was to have someone like that to cherish, and to cherish her in return, so that they may share a peaceful and uneventful life until they turned old and contented.

This someone was, without a doubt, Jean Langdon.

Bianca stepped out of his embrace and looked at him as she said, "Don't be so insecure. You're making me feel really guilty. I'm not all that special at all; no man would notice me."

Jean could not help but remember that bouquet of fresh flowers, flown in especially for her.

"Even if someone did, I know I'll be able to hold myself back," Bianca said solemnly.

Jean's confidence was restored now, and he held her hand again.

The two of them left the room.

Bianca wanted to walk toward the couch, but Jean forcefully kept her in the middle of the living room with a hug.

"What are you doing?" Bianca looked up at Jean with a questioning gaze. His expression had suddenly turned strange.

Just then, in front of all his relatives and elders, Jean pulled a black silk jewelry box from his pocket and opened it toward her!

"Whoa, that's so sudden!" Nina could not help a gasp, her hand flying to her mouth.

No wonder he called all these relatives over. He had been planning to propose all along!

Jean fell onto one knee in front of Bianca. In front of his entire extended family, he beseeched her, "Marry me, Bianca Rayne. Join my parents and relatives as part of my beloved family. Become my closest lover…"

Bianca, "…"

She had never even imagined the day she would be proposed to. She always thought that marriage was a long way away for her.

"Say yes, dear!" Jean's mother could not help but grow anxious when Bianca failed to respond.

Nina nudged Bianca as well.

She had no other choice.

From the day she nodded and agreed to date Jean, Bianca had known that, barring unforeseen circumstances, it was only a matter of time before she married Jean… … Bianca stayed and chatted with Jean's grandparents until it was past 9pm before she finally managed to escape.

Jean drove her back to her neighborhood.

Bianca got out of the car.

"You can just leave me here. I want to have a little walk on my own."

Too much had happened that day, and it had been a veritable rollercoaster. She needed some time to herself to get her mind sorted.

"Okay. Sleep early." Jean did not push her too hard.

After they bid each other goodbye, Bianca watched him drive his Audi Q5 away.

The streetlights in the neighborhood were on, so it was not dark at all. Some people were still walking around the area in a bid to strengthen their bodies.

Bianca walked back toward her block. When she reached the door and put her hand into her bag to find the keys to the block, a little boy's voice called out to her, sweetly and full of anticipation. "Lady!"

She turned around and followed the source of the voice.

What she saw made her pause.

Behind the streetlamp, there were two people standing straight and solemnly. One was an adult and the other a child.

Luke Crawford's defined features were hidden in the shadows where the light could not reach. His expression was less than kind when he stared at her, his cold gaze harboring a nasty temper that was on the brink of an outburst.

Meanwhile, the boy was biting his lip pitifully, with nary a trace of his previous arrogance at the hotel. He looked at his father and then at Bianca.

"Why… are you two here?" Bianca was absolutely stumped.

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Twins in Her Womb: Sir President Please be Gentle Chapter 17-As If They’re Unrelated "We're here to…" Before the boy could finish that sentence, he saw an older lady walking toward them.

Was this grandma Miss Bea’s mother?

“Hi, Grandma!” Lanie greeted her politely.

Grandma…?

Bianca followed Lanie’s gaze and looked behind her.

Luke knew that she was not Bianca’s mother, so he did not greet her.

“Is something the matter, ma’am?” Bianca was confused by the woman’s intense stare.

The woman then frowned and began to sincerely advise her, “Once you’re married, girl, you gotta learn how to take care of your family. You can’t let your husband and child go hungry. I mean, look at you! It’s already this late, and you’re only back now?” By “your husband”, she clearly meant that man with the poker face behind her.

Bianca felt quite embarrassed and awkward.

She was about to explain when the woman looked at Luke instead and turned on him mercilessly as well. “You’re not being a very good husband either. You can’t go throwing a tantrum at your wife just because she ticked you off. What kind of an example are you giving your son? These days, men have to learn how to cook too. You can’t ask your wife to take care of all the housework alone. You married a wife, not a maid!” Bianca was starting to think that the woman was going too far.

How could she misunderstand something like this?!

After all, anyone should be able to tell at a glance that the two of them were from vastly different worlds.

“Ma’am, you’re mistaken. He’s just my boss, and I’m just his employee,” Bianca explained hastily.

After a pause, the woman opened her mouth again, but she did not manage to say anything.

She just appraised the man, woman, and child once more… As if they were unrelated. Did they take her for a fool?

‘It’s clear as day that you have something to do with that handsome man!

‘Seriously, what has the world come to these days? To think that there’s a sugar baby living here in this area…’ Bianca was misunderstood for no apparent reason, and she pursed her lips as she watched that woman leave. She had no idea what she should say to the father and son if she turned around now.

After all, she was not really familiar with the man or the boy.

She knew very well what an unmarried girl should and should not do. It was fine for her to interact with other men for work, but it was wholly unsuitable for her to meet with another man in the middle of the night privately.

Luke suddenly looked down at his son next to him and said in a low voice, “You have something to say, right? Get on with it!” Bianca turned around.

Blanche Crawford blinked at the two adults. He had no idea what he was supposed to say… but Dad said that he had something to say… and he wanted him to say it now!

Oh, Lanie remembered now!

He was only here because his dad wanted a sidekick, though.

The little boy walked over with his short legs and carried two huge boxes from a dark corner with his short arms. It seemed to take him some herculean effort.

One of the boxes was light blue, and the other was white. They even had silk ribbons on them.

“Miss Bea, these presents are for you.” Lanie even turned around to look at his father after he said that, worried that he had said something wrong.

Blanche was still a short little kid, after all. Bianca could hear what he was saying, but she did not see his face.

Although she did not want any more gifts from Luke Crawford, Bianca decided to accept them for now when she saw how hard it was for the boy to hold the gifts up. At least that way she could see his face… Bianca met the boy’s eyes as he looked up at her, and they exchanged a friendly smile.

“Why did you give me this?” Bianca asked the boy at her feet, but she was waiting for his father to answer.

What she did not know was that the icy-cold man happened to see the diamond ring on her left ring finger right at that moment… The ring meant that she was already engaged.

“Hmm… I don’t know either…” Blanche was not guarded around Bianca any more. His expression was pure and innocent, befitting his age, and he scratched his hand as he turned around to look at his father in confusion.

“Since you’ve done what you had to do, let’s go home!” Luke told his son. His dark deep black eyes gave Bianca, her arms full of the presents, one more glance before he turned and left.

Bianca and Lanie both looked at the man who had left all of a sudden.

“My dad, he…” Lanie wanted to say something, but he shut his mouth again halfway through the sentence, looking disappointed.

Bianca was exasperated. “I really can’t accept these presents, though.” “Why?” She could not explain the real reason why to a five-year-old boy. He would not understand anyway.

That was why she had to come up with a reason a child would understand, saying, “I can’t accept a reward that I didn’t earn.” With that, she put the presents back in Lanie’s arms with a smile.

“You should catch up to your father before he goes too far away. Take these presents back to him for me.” … There was a white Porsche stopped by the curb at the entrance to the neighborhood.

The man’s expression was dark as he sat in the driver’s seat, one hand on his steering wheel while his other hand was raised. There was a cigarette between his fingers, and he brought it to his mouth, taking a dreg from it viciously.

“Do you see the trash can behind you? Throw it in there!” Luke said coldly, staring at the presents his son had carried back to the car.

… When they were back at the Crawfords’ place.

Luke had barely pulled the car to a stop when he saw his son take off his seatbelt and leap out of the car. The boy had not said anything the entire way back.

Old Master Crawford was having tea in the yard. When he saw his little great-grandson rush out of the car and into the car, going upstairs without a word, he was quite shocked.

“What happened to my little great-grandson? Who made him that upset?” For one, Luke and Lanie had never once argued with each other in the past five years.

Luke loosened his tie slightly and strode into the mansion.

“Did little Lanie bump into another woman trying to make a move on you again?” Luke’s mother, Allison Tanner, came out to take her son’s coat and hazarded a guess.

Luke shook his head.

Just like that, Allison was stumped. What else could have happened?

That was usually the only thing that would get to Lanie like that.

Lanie and Rainie had been very protected growing up, and they did not get to meet many other people. When they were younger, they did not even understand the concept of a mother.

It was only when they got to know other children that the two of them found out. Other kids had a mother as well as a father.

The moment Lanie got home that day, he asked, “Where’s our mother?” Old Master Crawford continued lying to the children, saying they had no mother.

However, Lanie understood a lot of things at five years old, and his great-grandfather’s lies could not fool him this time.

The sheer desire in his eyes had the old man defeated, and the latter sighed. “Your mother went somewhere very far away. If she comes back one day, I’ll ask your father to introduce you to her.” Only Lanie heard and remembered those words, taking them to heart.

Allison passed her son’s coat to the maid, who took it away.

Going to the window, Allison looked downstairs. As Luke’s mother and the two children’s grandmother, it was impossible for her to not be curious about the children’s mother’s true identity.

Still, five years had passed since then, and it would be very difficult to find out the details of the deal back then now.

As his mother, it was not as though she had never asked Luke before. He simply did not say a single word about it.

As for Faye Thomas and Charles Finn, the ones who had once served by her son’s side, they had long since retired due to illness. Allison thought that she might pay them a visit one day if she was in the area. Maybe they might let something slip

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Twins in Her Womb: Sir President Please be Gentle Chapter 18-You Won’t Find A Wife The next day.

Bianca only left the house at eight o’clock.

It only took her twenty minutes to get to work via subway. At times like these, Bianca was really glad that she managed to rent a cheap place this close to the company.

When she walked out of her unit, Bianca could not help but raise her hand to try and shield her face from the rising sun.

She had not managed to sleep last night, so her eyes were really tired when she got out of bed this morning.

The sunlight was enough to make her eyes very uncomfortable.

Last night, Bianca had spent a lot of time mulling over it and analyzing all the possibilities. Why was the almighty president giving her so many gifts like this?

Were the house call and healthy feast back then really a sign of his appreciation because she helped take care of the kids for a while?

Were the imported flowers really a friendly greeting to her since she was ill?

Nevertheless, that man did not look friendly in the slightest.

She was even more stumped about the two gift boxes from last night.

Regardless, be it the lavishness of the deliveries or the surprise gift from last night, all of it made Bianca quite uneasy.

What kind of a person was Luke Crawford? What kind of a person was she?!

The former was the one-and-only president of T Group. He was not your average Joe; in fact, he was one of the kings in the business world. Most importantly, even if he was a normal guy on the streets, he would still be a man among men. He had a body that served as the envy of many, and handsome features to boot. It would be no exaggeration to say that he was the man of every woman’s dream.

On the other hand, Bianca was nothing.

If there was anything she had going for her, she could only name two things. One was that she was a woman, and the second was that she was alive.

Luke’s actions were giving Bianca a crazy idea, but it was so absurd that it made Bianca feel like she was vastly overestimating herself… If he wanted to find a mistress, Luke would be able to find any kind of woman he liked, right?

Why would he ever want a plain Jane like her?

That made no sense.

… Outside the neighborhood.

Bianca was about to cross the road as usual, but when she was looking across the street for cars, she saw an old cleaner wearing a yellow vest clear the trash from the rubbish bins.

The old man pulled out a box.

It was followed by another box.

One was blue and the other white.

These were the two boxes Lanie brought last night, right?

The old man crouched down and opened the boxes.

Just then, the two trendily-dressed women walked out of the neighborhood.

“Old man, did you find that?” One of the women looked like she was in her mid-twenties. She rushed over to the old man and asked him about it.

To the old man, clothes were not all that worth picking up. Even his old wife could not really wear these clothes.

A car passed by Bianca.

When Bianca next looked at the trash can, she saw that the two women had already struck a deal with the old man, asking to buy the items the old man had found.

“Here’s two hundred bucks, old man. Hang on to it!” Once they paid the money, the two women exchanged a look before pouncing at the other box the old man was holding.

“Hold on.” Bianca walked over to them and looked at the boxes, telling the old man, “I want the clothes and this blue box. I’ll pay you ten thousand for them.” novelbin The two women immediately looked at Bianca with some hostility.

Where did this busybody come from?!

Bianca did not feel like she was being glared at for no reason. After all, she did come here with relatively hostile intentions.

These items did not belong to her because she had rejected Luke’s gifts, but now, they belonged to this old man.

These Ralph Lauren clothes were one of the highest-end outfits a working woman could ask for, and even female celebrities wore these when they attended events.

The Tiffany brooch was worth even more than that.

These items cost at least a hundred and fifty thousand together, but these two women were trying to get them for two hundred?

They were way too greedy here… “Ten… Ten thousand?” The old man was struck dumb.

Bianca nodded, looking very sincere.

“Old man, I’ll give you fifteen thousand!” The woman who had paid the man earlier glared at Bianca again and then lowered her head to look for her bank card. She was planning to go get some cash nearby right now.

It did not look like the old man had Alipay or anything like that anyway.

“Twenty thousand.” In the face of the old man’s disbelieving look, Bianca said, “I’ll give you twenty thousand.” The old man’s expression clearly said, “I know I’m old, but I hope you’re not taking me for a ride here.” “Could they be fake?” said one of the women to her friend with the bank card. “They could be scammers working together to deceive us. Think about it! Who would ever find luxury items like these at the entrance to a small neighborhood?” The woman with the bank card gave it some thought and backed away, worried that it was a con.

“True. I nearly got carried away by a scam! It must be fake!” The woman put the bank card away and harrumphed, turning to leave with her friend.

The old man returned to his senses and grew angry. “Who are you calling a scammer?! I think you three are the scammers here. You’re trying to work together and con me of my money!” … Twenty minutes later, Bianca brought the old man to a luxury store.

With the receipt and the brooch, she easily exchanged the item for money.

Bianca handled everything herself.

The old man did not understand anything at all, and he was still feeling uneasy when he held the money in his hands. “I… I…” “I’m not a scammer, sir. Since you found the things, they’re yours.” Bianca had not accepted these goods last night, so she was not going to ask for them now either.

They were branded goods, brand new with the receipt intact. There was no way they would not be able to exchange the things for money.

“What kind of a lucky fortune is this?” The old man hugged the bag of money, on the verge of tears. He was both ecstatic and terrified. “This is five years’ worth of my medicine right here! No one will come sue me later, will they?” Bianca assured him that would not happen and then glanced at the old man’s lame leg.

…

By the time Bianca reached the company, it was half-past ten.

A chat with the old man told Bianca that he lived alone with his old wife, since they did not have any kids. In his first year as a cleaner, however, the old man had his leg injured in a car accident with a clumsy young man.

The culprit ran away, and they had yet to find him even now.

The old man had to bear the costs of the leg surgery and follow-up medication by himself. He even said he wanted to die and get it over with, but he could not leave his old wife all alone.

Bianca was suddenly grateful toward Luke Crawford.

The wealthy did not care about a few hundred thousand, but this poor old man would be able to turn his life around with this money.

That meant Luke had indirectly done a good deed.

Bianca was late now, but what she had completely failed to notice was that it was Saturday today.

When she arrived at the company, she saw that there were barely any people around aside from a handful working overtime. She finally realized that today was Saturday…

… It was Saturday, and the father and son were facing off against each other.

Luke sat in a black imported Land Rover, wearing a black shirt. His expression was especially scary as he asked his son outside the car, “Are you sure you don’t want to come with me?” “No. You really disappointed me!” Lanie hugged his bag tightly with his two chubby little hands, pouting as he looked up at his father in the car. Puffing out his cheeks, he said, “I wanted to put in a good word or two for you, so that she might like you better, but then I realized I have no idea where to start because you have no good points whatsoever! You have a bad temper, and you’re not gentle at all. See, I can find so many weaknesses.” Luke frowned his delicate brow. He was starting to think that his son had something else in mind.

To his surprise, the boy added a finishing blow. “You’re not gonna find a wife like that…”

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Twins in Her Womb: Sir President Please be Gentle Chapter 19-Still, This Was Her House…

Blanche watched as his father drove away grumpily. The boy knew that he had definitely hurt his father this time, stabbing his words right into his father’s frigid heart.

Rainie came down the stairs and walked out of the house, asking her brother, “Where did Dad go?” “He just left. I think I might have hurt him.” The boy lowered his head guiltily, sounding really upset as he admitted to his younger sister.

“Big Bro, I miss Miss Bea!” What about Dad, you ask? What about him? He was not tasty or fun, and he always looked at her so fiercely. She liked him even less than her annoying chatterbox of a teacher. Rainie Crawford never really cared if her father was around on the weekends.

Miss Bea was different, though. She was pretty and smelled good too.

“Rainie, do you want me to take you to Miss Bea’s place? I know where she stays!” Blanche said, picking up his sister’s hand.

Rainie nodded.

The twins immediately came to an agreement.

They left the house, hailing a ride on an app.

Once they told the driver their destination, the car headed straight for Bianca’s neighborhood.

However, one of the Crawfords’ drivers followed behind the cab in his car too.

When the cars reached a neighborhood called Regal Capital, the driver called Luke and reported, “Sir, the young master and young lady are at a neighborhood called Regal Capital. They’re standing outside now, and it looks like they’re waiting for someone.

“Yes, sir. I’ll keep an eye on them.” Upon hanging up, the driver went back to keeping a close eye on the children, not daring to look away for even a second.

“Big Bro, shall we call Miss Bea?” Rainie raised her head and looked at the other men and women going in and out of the neighborhood. They were looking at her, too, and she was a little scared.

Her brother only knew that Miss Bea lived here and which block was hers, but he did not know which floor she stayed on.

Blanche frowned and looked at the Crawford car parked by the roadside. He just knew that Dad would have someone follow his sister and him.

He was about to bring his sister over to the “public telephone” to make a call, but they had no sooner looked away when they saw Miss Bea!

When Bianca saw the two children walking hand in hand, looking out for each other, she was struck speechless once again.

Why were her boss’ kids always running to her place…?

Yes, Bianca really liked these kids, but it was still not a good idea for her to spend too much time with them or become too close to them. If anyone else found out, she could not imagine what they might say.

In the worst-case scenario, she might even lose her job.

Bianca walked up to them, exasperated. Looking into their innocent little faces, she asked, “Why are you two here?” “I-I brought my sister here in a cab. We got into a fight with Dad, and he yelled at my little sister. He even made her cry. We… We don’t have anywhere to go.” Blanche made the first move.

They wanted to stay, so he had to push the blame onto his father for now, making him out to be some sort of tyrant.novelbin Bianca crouched down and reassessed the two kids’ pitiful looks. She reached out to touch Rainie’s face, saying in concern, “Be good, children, and go home, okay? Parents don’t stay angry with their kids for long, and I’m sure your father just lost his temper for a while there. I bet he really regrets being mad at you.” Bianca felt sorry for the poor kids since their dad yelled at them. But they were still someone else’s kids. No matter what, she did not have the right to interfere in their family matters.

Their reason to stay had been shot down. Helpless, Blanche squeezed his sister’s hand.

As though she received some holy decree, Rainie immediately lowered her head and pouted her lips. She looked like she was on the verge of bursting into tears.

“Alright, then. We won’t disturb you anymore. Come on, let’s go…” Blanche put on a strong face as he pulled his sister’s hand, making to leave. However, Rainie would not move.

Her brother yanked at her hand again, and she even fell.

Her skin was thin and soft. When she fell onto the coarse road in the neighborhood, covered in stones, she instantly skinned her knees.

“Sob…” The girl began to cry.

Bianca threw everything else aside and immediately pulled Rainie from the floor into her arms. She patted little Rainie on her back, consoling her, “It’s alright, it’s alright. Don’t cry, don’t cry. I’ll take you to my place and give you something nice to eat.” “Sooob…” Rainie had been crying, but the moment the nice lady said she would take her and Lanie back home, she stopped crying in an instant. Instead, she nodded firmly and leaned into Bianca’s embrace. “Okay! Miss Bea, I really love you the best…” Bianca sighed soundlessly.

Blanche followed behind her.

When they reached her place, Bianca put Rainie down and found two pairs of new slippers for the two children to put on.

Blanche and Rainie stomped around the house in their huge slippers, but there was not much to explore. The place had one bedroom and one living hall, making it infinitely smaller than Crawford Manor. Still, they really liked it.

“Rainie, come here and sit down.” Bianca took out her first-aid kit.

Rainie obediently sat down.

“Hang in there, okay? Tell me if it hurts.” Bianca took out some ointment, cotton, and gauze.

There was a bruise the size of a fingernail on the girl’s knee.

Blanche stood to a side, patting his sister’s shoulder with a small hand. As expected, his sister stayed strong and did not complain about the pain. She just frowned and held it in until her knee was properly bandaged.

“This looks really pretty.” Rainie looked down at her knee, as though she had never seen a bandage and gauze tied into a bow before.

Bianca patted her head with a smile. When she glanced at the time again, she saw that it was already eleven.

“Have you had lunch yet?” Bianca asked them.

Blanche shook his head.

“Well then, you two can watch the TV for a bit and I’ll make you lunch. What do you want to eat?” Bianca turned on the TV and found them a cartoon to watch before rummaging through the fridge for ingredients.

Blanche looked at Rainie and said, “Rainie wants fried chicken. I’m okay with anything… I’m not picky.” Rainie instantly said. “I’m not picky either.” She was really easy to handle. All she wanted was something to eat so she did not go hungry.

Bianca was planning to feed them well before sending them home.

It took twenty minutes to cook the rice.

Bianca had never saved Luke’s number. All she vaguely remembered was that the number was eleven digits long, and that it was easy to recall. However, the owner of the number was too cold and distant, so she cast it out of her mind as soon as she could, afraid to memorize it.

To tell the truth, even if she had saved the number or remembered it, Bianca did not really dare to call him over to pick up the kids either.

Since the kids had taken a cab here, they could also take a cab back. At the most, she would secretly see the kids back to their doorstep before leaving. That was what Bianca was thinking, anyway.

She made three dishes and one soup, all of them mild but healthy.

Bianca had some faith in her cooking skills, definitely.

After telling the kids to stay put, Bianca took her keys and went downstairs to buy fried chicken.

It just so happened that there was a fried chicken chain store downstairs. It looked pretty clean and sanitary too.

Having bought the chicken, Bianca rushed back to her home, worried that the dishes she had made would go cold.

Putting the key into the keyhole, Bianca opened her house door.

At first she thought that Rainie would be waiting at the door in anticipation when she heard the key turning, but when Bianca opened the door, she saw a mature man’s face instead.

Her smile froze on her face, and she was too scared to even go into the house.

Still, this was her house…

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Twins in Her Womb: Sir President Please be Gentle Chapter 20-Daddy Will Spank You!

Luke did not even look at her. He just reminded her, “The food’s growing cold.” With that, he turned around and went to her narrow little balcony, less than two meters squared, as though he knew the place like the back of his hand.

Bianca stayed frozen on the spot.

Luke acted like he owned the place, pulling out his box of cigarettes as he walked. After that, he tapped a cigarette out of the box and put it in his mouth, lighting it.

His every action was so smooth and cool.

This was her house, but the two children sat at the table with their spoons, looking at their empty bowls and waiting to be fed as though she owed them food. Still, they were obedient and very adorable.

The only problem was the adult over there. He was completely disregarding her as the owner of this house.

Anyone else would at least be polite enough to explain how they got inside.

… Bianca first served the children food, but she did not eat anything herself. Instead, she hid in the kitchen.

She had done basically everything Blanche and Rainie’s mother should be doing, and she was not getting paid for this either.

This was not sustainable. novelbin Bianca thought that the kitchen would be her little safe haven, but she was wrong.

The unique smell of tobacco assaulted her nostrils.

When she looked up, she was surprised to meet a deep and complicated gaze.

All of a sudden, Bianca was frazzled. It felt like even the air around her had gone still because his body was in the way.

He had her trapped in a corner with her body… This suffocating feeling left Bianca extremely anxious.

She just wanted to leave.

When she took a step forward, though, she was blocked even more vehemently!

Bianca raised her head abruptly and looked at him, warning him not to push things too far!

At the same time, Luke’s gaze fell on her soft-looking lips.

His look made her turn her head away in an instant.

“Miss Bea, why aren’t there any onions in the food you make…?” Rainie’s voice reached her eyes, accompanied by the sound of her spoon clinking against the bowl.

Bianca’s face heated up, and she replied, “…I don’t eat onions.” While she spoke, Bianca tried to leave.

It was much safer to interact with the kids than stay in the kitchen.

However, she had barely taken a step forward when the man pressed his hand on her shoulder, pinning her down.

“Are you crazy—?” Bianca could not help but exclaim out loud. Her heart racing, she raised her head and met the gaze of the man looking down at her from above.

There was something in Luke’s cool gaze, an inexplicable, indescribable suppression of her masculine desires. He looked at her but did not say a thing.

“What are you doing?!” Bianca struggled in terror.

The deepest depths of Luke’s eyes were like an abyss. When she looked into his eyes, Bianca felt like she was slowly getting sucked into them. It was a petrifying feeling.

At the same time, she just could not break free.

She was this close to crying out of frustration.

“Please be aware of yourself, Mr. Crawford!” There were kids here, so Bianca did not dare to make it too explicit, lest she pollute the flowers of the future.

Still, Luke was the children’s father. He was going too far here!

“Be aware of myself?” Luke leaned his tall and slender body over her, feeling the woman’s heart pound under his touch. He stared at her silky-smooth and supple skin, his thin lips saying, “Being aware of myself means being aware of my words, actions, and principles. It means paying attention and putting importance on myself. Right now, I’m definitely aware of myself.” His ridiculous explanation had left her wordless… As he spoke, the man trapped her tightly between his arms. Their bodies were pressed close together, without any gap between them… “Mr. Crawford… I have a boyfriend, and I’m even engaged now! What you’re doing is really inappropriate, and it’ll be very harmful if this gets out. It might even affect your reputation outside, Mr. Crawford!” Bianca looked at him without moving. If she moved, she was worried her chest would brush against his taut body underneath his shirt.

She had not forgotten how the man had reacted the last time when her brooch got entangled in his belt… Bianca’s declaration of her relationship status had a profound effect.

For all intents and purposes, she already belonged to another man.

Luke looked at her calmly, as though he did not really care if she was taken.

Outside, Lanie suddenly remembered something, and he said loudly, “Miss, you’re being picky if you don’t eat onions!” “Yeah! Daddy will spank you for that!” Rainie added with childlike innocence.

When she heard the word “spank”, Bianca instinctively looked at Luke.

He just snorted for a second. After that, Bianca instantly felt a large hand on her waist, slowly sliding downward… In truth, for all the years the children had grown, Luke had never once actually hit them. However, he was used to keeping a strict expression, and that made the children a little scared of him. After a while, Old Master Crawford began using the possibility of a spanking from their father to scare them.

Being picky with food was one of the discouraged bad habits. Both Rainie and Lanie remembered that, so they never dared to be choosy, lest their father spank them.

“Rainie, Lanie, come over here.” Bianca could not help but call for help.

Luke was not going to do something like that in front of the children, right?!

“Okay!” The kids agreed.

Bianca heard them padding toward the kitchen.

“Blanche and Rainie Crawford, go back to the dinner table and sit there,” Luke commanded them coolly through his thin lips.

The children heard their full names being called, and they instantly froze on the spot, too afraid to take another step toward the kitchen… Lanie wanted to go to the kitchen, but his sister pulled his hand and shook her head.

Bianca heard the silence outside and could not resist giving the stern-looking man an exasperated stare.

She knew that she was not getting out of this by force, so Bianca tried a softer approach. “You can have any woman you like, Mr. Crawford, so why must you trouble me?” Luke’s expression was dark, his voice hoarse from his suppressed desire. “Someone once said that when love comes in through the front food, rationality goes out through the back door. Today, I’m proof of that. I can’t wait to see… Just how long will you keep me hanging?” Bianca could sense the man’s hot breath on her, her face and ears turning beet red… All she felt now was the slight resentment of suffering a false accusation. Since when had she ever left him hanging?

Just then, there was the buzzing of a phone.

“Your phone’s ringing…” Bianca heaved a sigh of relief, reminding him involuntarily.

She was saved!

While he was distracted, Bianca instantly wanted to run away from the battlefield that was this kitchen.

The moment she pushed him away, though, the man grasped her wrist tightly and pulled her back. With another flick of his hand, her tiny body was completely wrapped in the man’s embrace.

“Mm… Mgh…” Bianca was forced to raise her head, Luke’s strong hands squeezing her thin shoulders firmly. She felt like he was going to break her.

Her struggles and protests had no effect whatsoever.

Instead, she only infuriated the haughty Luke Crawford. He showered her with kisses from her brow to her eyes, from the tip of her nose to her lips, kissing her delicately yet wildly.