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Twins In Her Womb: Sir President Please Be Gentle Chapter 2831-Marcos clenched his fists.
Luca stopped talking, knowing that he already knew what lay ahead.
Sarah had been leading a difficult life. Marcos believed this to be true.
"Let's go back," murmured Luke, who had remained silent all along. Gale was there to take his place, but he could not return to the hotel in Marcos' place. Ethan would knock on his door at any moment.
Marcos nodded. Sarah was still in the intensive care unit. There was nothing he could do by staying at the hospital.
Moreover, Luke and Gale had helped him so much. It would not be right to stop them from going home to get some rest...
Marcos took a deep breath. After he calmed himself down, he expressed his gratitude to Luca, "Thank you, Ms. Craw."
Luca shook her head. She could not find the words to comfort him. Even though her past living conditions had been poor, at least she had people who loved her.
It was the same for Luke. Even though Allison only saw him as a tool, the Crawford family and Old Master Crawford treated him well.
Their pasts were much better than Marcos'. They had a childhood and were loved. After they grew older, it could be counted as a semblance of happiness when they looked back.
Even in the face of strict discipline, it was a kind of tough love, driven by their best interests.
After Marcos left the hospital, Luca heaved a sigh and said, "I didn't expect things to turn out like this..."
She happened to meet Marcos' birth mother and gave her her contact information. The nurse at the previous hospital also happened to notify her.
Otherwise, Marcos would have regretted it for the rest of his life.
Luke thought to himself that if Luca had looked at the information earlier, Marcos' birth mother might not have had to go through all of this.
Even though the cerebral aneurysm had been there for many years, if Luca had realized back then that she was Marcos' birth mother, he would have rushed over immediately.
Sarah would have received better treatment.
Life had a way of playing tricks on people. Marcos acknowledged his birth mother only in such a situation.
However, there was nothing Luke could do about it. Luca had no interest in the documents on his desk.
He also knew that she had no choice but to steal the bidding document he had prepared.
Her heart still sided with him.
"Let's go home," said Luke. After he arrived at the hospital, he asked Warren to go home and planned to personally take Luca home after the surgery was over.
He did not expect Sarah to turn out to be Marcos' birth mother.
Everything seemed like a series of accidents and coincidences. It was already past 11 at night.
"Okay." Luca followed Luke into the car, and they headed back to the villa.
The next day...
Johann sent them good news. Sarah had woken up. After a few basic tests, her nervous system was unaffected. Her vision, hearing, and speech abilities were all intact.
After Johann delivered the good news, he continued, "This is fortunate. The location of the patient's previous cerebral aneurysm was quite dangerous. It could've had an impact on various neural functions."
He did not mention it when he left the operating room, considering that Luca did not have much of a connection to the patient.
Furthermore, he was very careful when he was performing the surgery. He did not injure those areas.
Even though the doctors at Mercy Hospital were careless during the operation, fortunately, they did not touch or leave any traces in those areas. Despite their carelessness, they were still cautious.
Therefore, Sarah's current condition, given the circumstances, was still manageable.
Luke frowned as he listened to Johann. He suddenly felt the perilousness of the surgery.
However, with Johann performing the surgery, all these risks could be minimized.
He replied in a low voice, "There's something I need to tell you."
"Oh, does Mr. Crawford has something else to tell me?" Johann was in a good mood. He even teased Luke.
Although Sarah's condition was not that complicated, it was highly dangerous. Fortunately, the results of the rescue efforts were quite good, and Johann felt that it could contribute to his research.
"Sarah is Marcos' birth mother," said Luke.
Marcos?
Johann narrowed his eyes. He knew this person, but they were not acquainted.
"What do you want me to do?" He did not know much about Marcos' family, but if Luke mentioned it, he must need his help.
"Arrange for a VIP ward," replied Luke.
Since Marcos had found his biological mother, he would come to visit frequently. However, it would not be appropriate for him to have too close of a relationship with Sarah in the public eye at the moment.
Even though the people monitoring Marcos were distracted by Gale, Marcos could still attract attention when he was walking on the streets.
If Sarah stayed in a public ward, Luke was worried that it would cause unnecessary commotion, which would draw attention from the Russian side.
"Okay. There happens to be a vacant ward. I'll take care of it," replied Johann. Then, something crossed his mind, and he asked, "So, have Marcos and his birth mother acknowledged each other yet?"
He knew that Marcos had asked Luke to help find his birth mother. He even teased Luke saying that they both were true businessmen by helping each other and mutually benefiting from it.
"Not yet," answered Luke. He was puzzled why Johann would ask such a question.
"The patient still needs to stay in the ICU for another day. If there are no unexpected complications, she can be transferred to the VIP ward tomorrow. But her condition isn't that stable yet. I don't recommend they meet each other first. This is to avoid significant emotional fluctuations that could affect her blood pressure," Johann said carefully.
Sarah was physically fragile at the moment. Her emotions had to remain calm.
Luke furrowed his brows. Was it possible to stop Marcos from visiting Sarah?
He did not think Marcos could hold himself back.
"Patients with ruptured cerebral aneurysms have particularly fragile blood vessels. If her blood pressure fluctuates, I can't guarantee that it won't lead to a secondary bleeding. The safest way is to let the patient rest for a week and then arrange a meeting," explained Johann.
Marcos would have to endure seeing Sarah for a while longer.
Regardless of whether Sarah would acknowledge Marcos or not, any thoughts or emotions, positive or negative, could inevitably cause excitement or other emotional responses when they met each other. That would affect Sarah's blood pressure.
"Alright, I understand," replied Luke.
Even if he could not suppress Marcos, he had to hold him back. Sarah's safety and well-being were what Marcos wanted the most.
After he ended the call with Johann, Luke dialed Marcos' number.
The moment the call connected, Marcos asked before Luke could speak, "Is there any news about my mother?"
"Yes, your mother woke up today. After some preliminary examinations, no residual effects were found for now. She'll have to stay in the ICU for treatment today. If everything goes well, she'll be transferred to a regular ward tomorrow. I've already contacted Johann. Your mother has been assigned a VIP ward," replied Luke.
Marcos felt a rush of excitement when he heard that Sarah was fine. He finally received some good news after staying up all night.
"I'm going to the hospital now.”
"Marcos, listen, you can't see your mother yet." Luke immediately stopped him.
Marcos's overwhelming excitement was tempered slightly, replaced by some skepticism. "Why not?"
"The patient needs some rest at the moment. It's not advisable for her to get emotionally excited. If she acknowledges you and gets too excited, it'll affect her blood pressure and potentially lead to a secondary bleeding," Luke passed on Johann's message.
Twins In Her Womb: Sir President Please Be Gentle Chapter 2832-Marcos frowned. Contemplating between acknowledging Sarah and her well-being, he chose the latter.
"How long do I have to wait to meet her?" Marcos compromised.
The brief encounter from last night hardly brought him any comfort.
Moreover, Sarah's condition was too worrisome yesterday. He was still concerned.
"A week," replied Luke.
"A whole week?" Marcos clenched his fist, feeling impatient about the long wait.
Luca sat beside Luke, listening to Marcos' voice coming from the other end of the line. She whispered, "Why don't you let me talk to Mr. Marcos?"
Luke nodded and handed her the phone without a second thought.
Luca placed the phone near her ear and spoke in a soft tone, "Mr. Marcos, this is Luca. Regarding your mother, it was Dr. Park who suggested the patient rest for a week for her well-being. If you don't mind, I can visit Ms. Poplar when I head to the hospital and take some videos to keep you updated on her daily condition. Is that alright for you?"
Marcos only said that just now because he was worried about Sarah.
A week was not that long.
However, a week felt like an eternity for someone who had been worried and longed for another person for so long.
Marcos could not help but sigh. Luke's woman had a pure and transparent heart.
"Ms. Craw, thank you." He agreed with it.
Marcos could still observe Sarah's condition through the videos every day.
"Don't mention it. It's not a big deal." Luca did not want Marcos to feel too indebted to her.
Furthermore, it was indeed not a big deal.
She would be visiting Wanda at the hospital, bringing her some soup and medicinal food.
Wanda would continue her chemotherapy sessions in a few days.
After completing a round of chemotherapy, Wanda would have to undergo various examinations. If the tests were fine, she could be discharged from the hospital. After that, she would have to return to the hospital for check-ups every three months.
Luca felt that there would be better days ahead as long as she kept pushing through.
After Marcos agreed, she returned the phone to Luke.
Luke placed the receiver near his ear and heard Marcos say, "Mr. Crawford, you have a clever wife. I envy you. I wish you both a loving and lifelong relationship. I hope you'll never separate."
These were Marcos' sincerest blessings.
"Thank you." Luke graciously accepted his wishes.
A loving and lifelong relationship, never to be separated?
He liked those words.
Luca felt slightly surprised. Why was Luke thanking Marcos?
Was Marcos not the one who should be thanking him?
Luca noticed the satisfied smile on Luke's face, which further puzzled her. However, she did not ask about it. After breakfast, she instructed Aunt Neile, "Aunt Neile, please bake some cookies for me in the afternoon. Bake them on both sides at 180 degrees for 20 minutes. Once they cool down, please help me pack them into small packages."
Aunt Neile took note of her instructions.
These were the snacks Luca made for Tommy's outing. Given the time constraints, Luca woke up early today. She softened the butter according to the recipe, and mixed the softened butter with the rest of the ingredients. Then, she made them into small cookie shapes.
One by one, the small cookies were placed on a baking tray, ready for the final baking step.
Luca realized that time was running out. Since Aunt Neile volunteered to take on the task, she gladly entrusted her with the job.
She knew the quirks of the oven. As long as Aunt Neile followed her instructions, there would not be any problem.
Luca made several trays of cookies. She would also give some to Lanie and Rainie.
All three children were at Crawford Manor. Luca wanted to treat them equally without favoring Tommy just because of his young age.
He already received plenty of love. Thus, Luca believed that all three children should be loved equally.
After instructing Aunt Neile, Luca remembered the medicinal soup she had prepared for Wanda, which also required Aunt Neile's help in simmering it.
Aunt Neile was already familiar with the process when it came to preparing soup.
"Aunt Neile, don't forget to simmer the soup. I'm counting on you," Luca reminded once again.
As Luke watched Luca go through one task after another with Aunt Neile, he felt helpless and a little heartbroken.
Luca was too busy.
Not only did she have to juggle work, take care of the children, and attend to Wanda, but she also had Sarah to consider now.
Even though Wanda's and Sarah's situations were not long-term, Luke still did not want Luca to be so burdened.
However, he also knew that Luca would not give up her work just because she was busy taking care of the children and her relatives.
If she were the type of person who could be content being a housewife and enjoying a leisurely and refined life every day, she would have never founded Brilliant Architectural Design in the first place.
Lucas' tireless efforts were only to give herself more confidence when she stood by his side.
Luke knew about it, but he also felt helpless as he realized that he could not do much to help.
It was just like now. He had not even figured out the Island of Despair.
"Luke?" After Luca finished instructing Aunt Neil, she saw Luke standing still at the entrance with a briefcase in his hand, seemingly lost in thought. She could not help but call out to him.
Luke came back to his senses.
"Let's go to work," said Luke.
"Alright." Luca put on her shoes and left the villa with him. They stood at the entrance, got into different cars, and headed in different directions to go to work.
On the other hand...
Amur was escorted into the police station by the police officers of X City.
"What did this person do?" another police officer asked.
"He got into a fight. Someone called the police, and he couldn't escape in time, so he was arrested," the officer escorting Amur replied helplessly.
"That's interesting. This guy got into a fight, but his face isn't even bruised? It's the first time I've seen that.” The other police officer teased as he took a closer look at Amur, who indeed did not seem injured.
"Yeah, right? He's a skilled fighter. He nearly beat someone to death. The person he fought with is now in the hospital," replied the escorting officer, feeling speechless. In all their cases, it was the first time he had seen such a fierce fight. "It wasn't a big scene. Just a two-on-one situation, but both of them ended up in the hospital, and the situation is still unclear."
"Oh, he can really throw punches. But is our police station targeting foreigners now? He's a foreigner, and if this guy doesn't understand English or our language, we'll have to get an interpreter again.” The police officer thought of the Russian man who was still detained and felt a headache coming on.
He did not say a word during the interrogation.
If he had not requested a glass of water, they would not have known that he was Russian.
He refused to talk even when they had finally found a Russian interpreter. It was as though he was playing games with them.
"Well, you can relax. This guy understands English, speaks it fluently, and his grammar is even more precise than us locals in A City. There's no need to hire an interpreter." The officer escorting Amur took out the identification they had found on him. "This is his passport."
"Oh, that saves us some time." The police officer was surprised. A Russian who could speak English? He managed to beat up two people and caused them to be in the hospital when it was a two-on-one fight?
Were Russian guys really that tough?
At this moment, Amur spoke in a calm tone, "Officer, as I said, it was self-defense."
Twins In Her Womb: Sir President Please Be Gentle Chapter 2833-The police officer ignored him and said to his colleague, "Look, he speaks fluent English."
Then, he said to Amur with a stern expression on his face, "Do you think this is self-defense? You almost beat that person to a pulp. Come on in and cooperate with us for your statement."
Amur did not seem to care. In the interrogation room, two police officers took turns questioning him about what had happened. He had already prepared his statement and did not admit to assaulting anyone, insisting that it was self-defense.
The police officers questioned him for over an hour, but Amur only maintained his stance of acting in self-defense. There was nothing they could do about it.
Furthermore, Amur did not request a lawyer.
"Lock him up first," said one of the police officers. He thought that detaining someone like him, a foreigner, behind bars for a little while would make him cooperate. They had other matters to attend to, and they could not waste all their time on an inconclusive interrogation. "We'll wait for updates from the hospital."
"Alright. Should we put him in the same cell as those two Russians?" asked another officer.
A shadow of gloom flashed through Amur's lowered gaze as he heard that.
Abel had assigned him to personally deal with those two individuals. If he did not enter the police station, there was no way he could do it. He had no choice but to resort to beating up two ruffians who were harassing women on the street.
He knew how to strike with just the right force. Even though the injuries on the ruffians appeared severe, a closer examination at the hospital would reveal that they were not life-threatening, and they only lost some blood.
This way, he would be able to enter the station and get out of it quickly, accomplishing Abel's assigned task.
"I don't think that's a good idea. They're convicted felons. I'm afraid this kid might suffer if we put him in the same cell. Let's place him in the cell where the other person who came in for a fight is," replied the police officer. Deep down in his heart, someone who possessed firearms and explosives was much more terrifying than Amur, and the circumstances were more severe.
"Okay," the other officer agreed. After all, there were many people who caused trouble. The police station did not have any vacant single cells anymore.
Amur was locked up inside.
As soon as he entered, he exchanged glances with another man.
The man's face was bruised and swollen, but his gaze was wicked, giving the impression that he was not someone to be messed with.
He whistled. Noticing Amur's ethnic facial features, he protested to the police officer. "Officer Larsen, even if you want to assign me a 'roommate,' can't you find someone who speaks English?"
Officer Larsen glanced at him disdainfully. The man's name was Hoffman, and he was a regular at the police station who frequently got brought in for questioning and detention due to his involvement in fights and disturbances.
"He speaks English. Hoffman, you'd better behave yourself and stay quiet. If you cause any trouble, don't blame us for not playing nice," said Larsen, fearing that Hoffman would start a fight with Amur.
Hoffman was a thug from the underworld. Half of the time, he was brought into the police station was because of his involvement in fights. As for the other half, he was just taking the blame for his so-called
boss.
Moreover, Hoffman was not well-behaved at the police station. If he did not get along with someone in the same detention cell, he would provoke them into a fight.
Eventually, the police got tired of dealing with such trivial matters and placed Hoffman in a separate cell.
This time, they had no choice but to lock Amur up with him. There were no available empty detention cells left.
Officer Larsen believed that putting Amur together with those two Russians would be a major problem.
Hoffman nodded with a smirk, telling him that he understood. Once the police left, he suppressed his smile and scrutinized Amur from head to toe.
The Russians had the advantage in height. Hoffman observed the taller man without a trace of fear in his mind.
This guy may appear towering, but that did not mean he would be tougher in a fight!
Hoffman asked, "Kid, what did you do to end up here?"
Amur lowered his gaze, leaned against the wall, and recalled what had happened just now. As he followed the police here, he saw Alexsei and Kazimir, and they saw him too.
Perhaps they knew that time was running out...
Their fate was sealed with death if they could not escape from this place.
Even though they came from the same place, Amur did not feel sorry for what would happen to them later.
On the Island of Despair, anyone could face such a fate. One would be devoured if one was not strong enough.
"Hey, do you really understand English?" Hoffman could not help but land a solid kick right on Amur when he remained silent and fearless. It was as though he was lost in thoughts.
As the kick landed, Hoffman met Amur's gaze and felt a tremor in his heart.
He could sense a deeper level of darkness in this man's eyes compared to the underworld bosses he had encountered.
It was terrifying!
Realizing his inner fear, Hoffman secretly cursed himself. How could he be afraid of him? He was just a foreigner.
Was there a scenario he had not come across yet?
Even if this man were to come for him, Hoffman was not afraid at all. They were in a police station. Could Amur really cause chaos here?
After pondering for a moment, Hoffman coldly snorted and bolstered himself. "What's with that look? Let me tell you, this is my territory. If you don't want to get beaten up, you'd better behave yourself and call me 'Boss.' Otherwise, I'll make sure you leave on a stretcher."
Then, his fist twitched as though he was threatening him.
"Why were you locked up?" Amur suddenly asked.
Hoffman was startled for a moment. "You really can speak English. If you're willing to call me 'Boss' and become my underling when you get out, I'll tell you my story. But I'm afraid it might scare you."
He did not mention what crime he had committed, but Amur could already see that Hoffman was not a good person.
He was not wrongly accused. With his bruised and swollen face, it was clear he had been in a fight.
Although he looked disheveled, it was obvious that Hoffman had emerged victorious from the brawl.
Amur rose to his feet.
Hoffman felt the weight of his gaze, and a sense of oppression crept in. "Is there anything I haven't done? If you're willing to acknowledge me as your boss, I'll take you out, treat you to the finest things, and introduce you to all the beauties in A City!"
"You're not a good person," Amur summed up Hoffman in four words.
Hoffman did not care much. "Who among those who end up here is a good person? I'm a regular here, and I'm familiar with the police officers. I can continue my glory on the streets in a few days once I'm out of here."
Hoffman thought that if he took Amur as his underling, it would be quite glorious.
Having such a tall and sturdy sidekick could be quite intimidating to opponents. Even if Armur could not fight, his mere presence exuded dominance. He could easily intimidate others.
Hoffman proudly thought about it, never expecting Amur's fist to come straight at his abdomen.
"Ugh!" Hoffman took a solid punch and crashed into the wall.
"You!" The pain made him see stars. He tried to raise his hand to accuse Amur, but he could hardly form a complete sentence.
"What other bad things have you done?" Amur, deliberately provoking, knew that Hoffman was no good person. Justifiably, he threw another punch at his face.
Twins In Her Womb: Sir President Please Be Gentle Chapter 2834-While Hoffman listened to Amur's question, his ears were buzzing.
He bit his lip, desperately trying to throw a punch at Amur. However, the man deftly sidestepped the oncoming blow.
In the blink of an eye, Amur dodged, while Hoffman stumbled and lost his balance. As he fell forward, Amur raised his leg and kicked him in the leg once again.
Hoffman had a chance to use his hands to prevent himself from falling flat on his face, but Amur's blow caused him immense pain, and he crashed to the ground.
Writhing in agony, he felt something in his mouth. He spat it out, and two of his teeth fell out.
Looking up at Amur, Hoffman realized that this person was not to be messed with.
He trembled with fear. He was someone who picked on the weak and feared the strong, but now, he was terrified of being taught a harsher lesson by Amur. He cried out in distress, "Help, murder! Help, save me!"
His cries for help attracted several police officers, who were stunned upon seeing Hoffman being beaten.
Hoffman was known for his brutal attacks, even to the extent of taking someone's life.
However, before them, it was Hoffman who got beaten up, while the man who had just been locked up had a calm expression on his face. He seemed completely unharmed.
"Are you starting fights in the police station? Do you not want to leave?" scolded Officer Larsen, who was leading the group, as he opened the door.
Hoffman clung to Officer Larsen's pants like he had caught a lifeline. "Officer Larsen, this guy hit me hard. My stomach, my leg, and oh, my teeth..."
He felt pain everywhere on his body, and the thought of Amur's terrifying methods made him tremble as he pleaded, "Officer Larsen, I need to go to the hospital. I need to go to the hospital!"
"You want to go get yourself checked at the hospital? You're only missing a couple of teeth," Amur said innocently. "I only threw one punch at you, and you lost two teeth. Brother Hoffman, why are you falsely accusing me? If it weren't for you picking a fight, I wouldn't have laid a hand on you."
"Officer Larsen, he's lying!" Hoffman's finger trembled as he pointed at him. "There's surveillance footage. We can check the cameras!"
Officer Larsen narrowed his eyes, assessing the situation in front of him.
Hoffman had gotten beaten up before. He would occasionally encounter someone with a tougher punch than his own in the police station.
Hence, the officer was familiar with these tactics as well.
"Check the surveillance footage!" instructed Officer Larsen.
The surveillance footage was fast-forwarded, and it had not been long since the incident occurred.
The police officers discovered that neither Amur's nor Hoffman's claims could be fully confirmed.
It happened in a blind spot of the cameras when they were fighting. They only heard Hoffman's wailing but did not see Amur hitting him!
"This foreign guy is cunning!" exclaimed Officer Larsen. When he returned to the detention cell, Hoffman continued to complain about his injuries. Officer Larsen immediately instructed his
subordinates to take him to the hospital for examination.
Amur sat there without moving a muscle.
Officer Larsen felt a surge of anger. His fists were strong, but what would he do when faced with someone even tougher?
Officer Larsen thought to himself that Hoffman looked fine. He would probably be sent back later.
The moment he watched the surveillance footage, he realized that the foreigner in front of him was not someone to mess with. Perhaps it was only when faced with someone formidable that he would find himself afraid.
Amur's fists were tough, huh? In that case, he should let him meet even tougher people.
"Take him to the detention cell where those two Russians are!" Officer Larsen immediately ordered.
The others did not say anything and promptly handcuffed Amur, leading him to the detention cell where the two Russians were held.
Amur looked at Alexsei and Kazimir.
Alexsei and Kazimir were surprised to see Amur being brought in. They knew why he was here.
It was either to rescue them or to ensure their demise.
"Behave yourselves. If you cause any more trouble, I won't spare you!" warned Officer Larsen.
Amur silently walked to a corner and sat down.
After the police left, Alexsei tapped on the wall. It was the code they used on the Island of Despair. They could not speak openly because of the surveillance camera, not even in Russian as there was a
possibility of their conversation being interpreted. 'Are you here to kill us?'
Amur nodded, making no attempt to hide it.
Instantly, Alexsei's and Kazimir's faces turned grim. Abel was truly ruthless. He used them and then got rid of them.
Amur tapped on the wall. 'You caused him a significant loss of money, and you can't repay it. Only your lives can make up for it!'
Kazimir could not accept the idea of losing his life so easily and hurriedly tapped back. 'We've always done things for Boss. We shouldn't lose our lives just because of this loss. If that's the case, don't expect us to be nice to you!'
He thought that being locked up here meant certain death. Therefore, they had been waiting to be rescued.
However, instead of a rescue, someone had come to take their lives. In that case, they would not hold back!
They did not know everything about Amur and the Island of Despair, but if they revealed what they knew to the police, an investigation would surely follow.
They would not be able to destroy the Island of Despair and Abel completely, but they could certainly cause some serious trouble for that man.
Amur calmly tapped on the wall. 'Boss knows everything about you. He said go ahead if you wish to expose him. But, Alexsei, he knows you've found your mother, and Kazimir, your lover has given birth to your son. Boss knows it all. He wanted me to convey a message to you. If anything happens to him, what you value most will suffer.'
Alexsei used to be an orphan, but after completing a certain mission, he returned to the orphanage and discovered that he was not an orphan after all. He actually had a mother. novelbin
He was one of those children who was abducted but later cleverly escaped. He eventually ended up at the orphanage. As time passed, his memories faded, and he accepted his identity as an orphan.
Later, he secretly reunited with his mother behind Abel's back. Alexsei's face turned pale. He never expected his little act to be discovered by Abel.
As for Kazimir, he met his lover while he was on a mission.
She became his weak spot.
Sometimes, it was easier to manipulate a person by finding out their weaknesses.
Amur looked at the two men as their expressions turned from resentment to ghostly white. They remained silent.
They had to choose between their weaknesses and a joint demise.
Finally, Alexsei compromised and tapped on the wall. 'I won't say anything, and I can die immediately, but please spare my mother."
Amur looked at the other person.
Kazimir felt like he was trapped in a massive net, from which there was no escape. It was like there were countless eyes installed everywhere on the net.
He thought he had eluded the surveillance, but he had been under constant watch all along.
He lowered his hand, no longer making a statement.
Inside the surveillance room...
Officer Larsen watched them tap on the wall and furrowed his brows, asking, "What are they doing?"
"Seems like they're bored and just tapping the wall," another officer guessed. When Amur was brought in, Officer Larsen had ordered them to keep a close watch on them.
However, they had not spoken a word to each other. They just kept tapping on the wall.
"What's the deal? Do all Russians have this hobby? Tapping on walls?"
"It seems like some kind of code," said Officer Larsen. He was sent by a superior officer to assist in the investigation of the firearms and bomb case. Thus, he had more experience and insight than the others.
Twins In Her Womb: Sir President Please Be Gentle Chapter 2835-"Save this segment and send it to the encryption expert at headquarters," instructed Officer Larsen, who was highly alert. This was just a small local branch. They did not have such experts at all.
The staff members of the computer technology team immediately complied.
In the detention cell...
Amur looked at Alexsei and Kazimir, who had already resigned themselves to their fate. He knew his mission was complete. Therefore, he moved to a corner and hid in the blind spot of the surveillance cameras. He threw two pills in the opposite direction.
Then, he sat back down and looked up for a moment to glance at the surveillance camera. He tapped the wall with a nonchalant expression on his face. "Once you take the pill, Boss won't come looking for the people you care about the most."
Alexsei and Kazimir both looked toward the corner.
They believed that the Island of Despair was a disciplined organization, but now they realized that this discipline was dictated solely by Abel.
Whoever he wanted dead would cease to exist in this world.
Alexsei and Kazimir exchanged glances. They had not revealed any information about the Island of Despair before, as they still held onto hope that they could escape and redeem themselves through an act of valor.
Now, it was even more unlikely for them to perish alongside Abel.
Alexsei walked over to the corner, another blind spot for surveillance.
He consumed the poisoned pill first, while Kazimir closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and followed suit.
Amur lowered his gaze and remained silent. He could not bear to watch either.
However, if they did not die, Luca and Amur would be in trouble. He could not protect them.
Even if Amur did protect them and manage to save them, Abel would not let them off easily either.
They had caused the Island of Despair to lose business and a significant amount of money, not to mention the substantial sum they were supposed to receive.
Now, everything had turned to ashes. Even if they managed to leave A City alive, Abel would ultimately make their lives unbearable.
In that case, they might as well just die.
At least they could have a clean end.
"The pills will take effect in two days. Don't even think about trying to implicate the organization. Otherwise, the ones who will suffer will be the people you care about the most," warned Amur as he tapped the wall.
Alexsei's mother, a poor woman who had toiled hard for half her life, had only recently reunited with her son. She had not enjoyed a few good days yet.
Of course, he would not risk it...
He had given all the money he saved from his missions to his mother, hoping that her future life would be much better. Alexsei would never dare to oppose Abel.
As for Kazimir, what he could not bear to lose was not his lover, but his son, who shared a blood connection with him.
He could not risk it, as it was a matter of his son's survival.
Amur noticed their silence and knew his mission was complete. He was not in a hurry to leave. He was waiting for news from the hospital.
He had to wait for the doctors to confirm that the two thugs and Hoffman were fine and unharmed before he could go out.
In the evening.
Luca was still unaware that Amur had been captured by the police in X City.
After delivering the meal to Wanda at the hospital, she stood by the entrance of the ICU.
No news meant good news. Luca looked at the ICU entrance and murmured to herself, "Ms. Poplar, you have to be strong. Someone is waiting for you to recover."
She did not stay there for too long.
There were people sleeping on the floor near the entrance of the ICU.
The general hospital in A City was nationally renowned. Many people with different kinds of complicated illnesses would come here. They might not have a good background, but those who came only hoped that the people who mattered to them would be able to live well.
Hence, many people slept on the floor here. It not only reduced accommodation expenses but also allowed them to be the first to receive news from the hospital.
Luca lowered her gaze. They were all poor people, many of whom needed help.
However, who could help these people?
Life was a bitter reality of unavoidable compromises.
After Luca left the hospital, she asked Warren to take her to Crawford Manor.
Knowing that Luca would be coming today, the three children finished their homework early and waited for her in the living room.
When Luca arrived at Crawford Manor, she followed the butler into the house.
The moment she stepped into the house with her left foot and before she could say anything, the three children surrounded her. "Ms. Luca!"
"Ms. Luca, it smells so good," said Tommy as he caught a whiff of the aroma of the cookies. Even though he had just finished a meal, his appetite was triggered once again.
He wanted to have the cookies made by Luca.
"You have a sharp nose. These cookies are for you, but don't eat too many at once. Otherwise, your throat will feel uncomfortable," Luca reminded him and handed him the bag of cookies.
She divided the cookies into four portions.
There were three smaller portions and one large portion. The larger portion was for Tommy to bring with him and share with his classmates during the spring outing, while the smaller portion was for them.
"Thank you, Ms. Luca!" Tommy exclaimed with excitement. He loved food, and he truly missed Luca.
Luca was surrounded by the children. Fortunately, they were still shorter than her, so she could see Old Master Crawford sitting happily on the sofa.
She walked toward him and greeted him, "Good evening, Old Master Crawford."
"Good evening, Luca," replied Old Master Crawford with a smile on his face. As he watched Tommy open the bag and distribute the cookies to his older siblings, he could not help but exclaim, "You're too kind to them."
Luca smiled without explaining anything.
They were all her precious ones. If she did not treat them well, then who else was she supposed to treat well?
Previously, she could also prepare meals for Nyla. Now that Nyla was not by her side, she could only focus her attention on the other three children.
She would never hold back her love for them while there was still time.
"No one can resist adorable and well-behaved children," Luca smiled as her gaze fell on the three children.
Rainie was the most well-behaved one. After opening the cookie packaging, she handed it to Old Master Crawford and said, “Great-grandpa, you can have it first."
Old Master Crawford happily took a piece and tasted it.
Luca's cookies were indeed delicious. He had already tasted them at the Rayne family's house before.
The cookies she made for the children had an even richer scent of milk in them.
They liked these even more.
Tommy had been talking about how much he was looking forward to the spring outing just so he could eat Luca's cookies for the past few days.
It was unknown who he had inherited his love for food from.
It was obvious that Luke was not a fan of food when he was young. As for Luca, Old Master Crawford had no idea about it, but he felt that Luca was not like that either.
With Rainie making the first move, Lanie and Tommy also shared their treats with Old Master Crawford.
Old Master Crawford had cookies in his mouth and in both of his hands for a moment.
Mr. Griffin stood beside and watched them. Then, he remembered something Old Master Crawford said earlier. He then suggested, "Kids, how about going upstairs to eat? The cartoon show is about to start."
Any child would enjoy having yummy cookies while watching their favorite cartoon show.
Moreover, they were all intelligent children who knew that Old Master Crawford had something to discuss with Luca.
They knew it was something they should not be listening to.
Hence, they brought their cookies along with them and made their way up the stairs.
Twins In Her Womb: Sir President Please Be Gentle Chapter 2836-After the children left, Luca sat even more upright because she knew that Old Master Crawford had something to say.
She waited for him to speak.
Old Master Crawford noticed her sitting up straight. He shook his head and laughed. “Luca, don't be nervous."
Luca thought to herself, 'How can I not be nervous in front of such a wise man like Old Master Crawford when I'm guilty?'
"Old Master Crawford, did Mr. Jackman and Old Master Bourne come here for work-related matters last time?" She wanted to confirm with Old Master Crawford.
Margaret was still in the police station's detention center.
It was not a serious offense, but she still had to be detained for 15 days as a punishment.
"Yes. They weren't here for Mrs. Jackman's situation but because Jackman Corporation wants to work with T Corporation," said Old Master Crawford. There was no need for him to hide.
"However, they went to the wrong person. Unlike Old Master Bourne, I'm no longer in charge of the company, so I had them find Luke. I even prepared a new tea for you that day. It's a shame that you left without taking a sip when they came."
Old Master Crawford thought that the new cup of tea had been wasted.
Luca grinned.
"If drinking tea at night wasn't bad for you, I would've served you some tea. Come over whenever you're free during the day. The new tea leaves are still waiting for you," said Old Master Crawford. When Luca was still Bianca, she loved tea with a refreshing taste.
She would have liked the taste of the new tea.
Luca nodded and replied, "Alright."
Old Master Crawford asked again, "By the way, Wanda has undergone surgery, right? How's she doing?"
He wanted to go visit, but Luke stopped him, saying that it was not time yet.
Old Master Crawford did not know when that would be, but since Luke said so, he had no choice but to listen to him.
"Ms. Rayne is in good condition right now. Once the stitches are removed and she has recovered, she'll be able to start chemotherapy in about half a month," said Luca. However, the doctor had the final say on the exact date of the chemotherapy.
Everyone's physique was different, after all. Chemotherapy itself was painful enough, but if it was done when the patient's wounds had not healed, it would not help with recovery.
“What did Johann say? Is it curable?" Old Master Crawford asked. The Rayne family was small, and even Bianca did not actually have the last name Rayne.
"It's hard to say whether she can be cured because it depends on Ms. Rayne's immune system. However, so far, Dr. Willa's surgery was a huge success, so with the treatment, she may be cured." Luca guessed, but she could not guarantee what the future held.
Who could guarantee that the cancer cells would not relapse in the future?
Some people were born with genes that were prone to carry cancer cells, but that did not mean they would definitely get cancer.
However, their chances of getting cancer were higher than other people, so it was impossible to predict such things.
A healthy lifestyle and psychological state was the key to restoring Wanda's health.
"I hope everything will be alright. The Rayne family can't stand another blow. Old Master Rayne contacted me the last two days, and he seemed restless. Wanda has been away for too long, so he's been starting to feel uneasy," Old Master Crawford mentioned.
Luca nodded and kept those words in mind.
Old Master Crawford chatted with her about many other topics, and when the kids were about to go to sleep, Luca went up to tell them a bedtime story before letting them go back to their own bedrooms.
The kids were easily pleased.
They had been staying at the manor for the past few days, so, of course, they missed their parents.
Although they missed them, they did not make a fuss. Luca brought over cookies she made herself and even told them bedtime stories, so they went to sleep with full hearts.
When it was about ten o'clock, Luca left.
She sat in the back and watched Warren drive while wondering if she should mention to Luke that she should drive herself when it got too late. That way, Warren could get off work earlier.
Warren was a young man, so he had his own life too. He could not be on call 24 hours a day just for that little amount of money...
Luca knew about Warren's responsibilities. Even if he was Gale and Rain's assistant, he still had to start a family. If she continued letting Warren drive her to places, how was he going to meet women or even date his current girlfriend?
She was not one to strike up conversations, so she had no clue about Warren's love life.
However, Luca did not intend to bring it up now because Luke was busy.
After returning to the mansion, Luca glanced at the opposite room and saw Luke working inside. She went downstairs to heat up the leftover soup.
The soup was good for nourishing the body and had many other benefits too. Even Wanda could have it after undergoing the operation.
Mrs. Lane too, after working long hours.
People like Luke, who stayed up late and did not get enough sleep, could definitely have it.
Luca carefully took the bowl of soup to the door of the bedroom. He did not close the door, so she knocked on the door and went in before placing it on the desk.
"Soup?" Luke smelled the soup.
He had drunk a bowl of soup that night, and it was a bit bitter but still delicious.
"Yup, this soup is good for you. You should have more." Luca's eyes were glistening with endless affection.
Even though Luke was not hungry, he had to drink it because Luca brought it over.
He picked it up and finished it.
Luca took the soup bowl from him and talked about her conversation with Old Master Crawford today. "Old Master Crawford said that Mr. Jackman and Old Master Bourne went to him to discuss working together."
"Mhm, they came to me in private as well," said Luke.
Luca was speechless as she did not think that Mr. Jackman had the audacity to go to Luke.
If she were in his place, she would never be able to do this. How could he throw away his dignity for business?
She did not ask Luke about his decision because she knew that he would not work with Lonnie, so she held the soup bowl and said, "Continue doing your work, then. I'll go wash up."
She was not as busy as Luke, so she should rest as it was getting late.
Luke nodded.
Luca went downstairs to wash the dishes before going back up to take her pajamas and wash up in the bathroom.
After showering, she walked out of the bathroom, sat in front of the dressing table, and meticulously applied skincare products.
The children had been staying at the manor for the past few days, but she was still not used to it. Usually, she would go to the children's rooms at this time to see if they had gone to bed or kicked their blankets off the beds.
Luca recalled the kids clinging to her at the manor just now and hoped that the situation could be resolved quickly so that she could bring the kids back home.
The children's every word showed their longing for her and Luke.
Even though they missed her, they did not make a fuss about following her back when she left.
Luca looked at herself in the mirror as she thought about her three kids, and finally, she thought about Nyla as well.
Twins In Her Womb: Sir President Please Be Gentle Chapter 2837-Luca let out a long sigh. She missed her child, but she had to be separated from her because of Abel.
The next day, Sarah's vitals were looking good, so she was transferred out of the ICU and into the VIP ward.
Sarah looked at the beautifully decorated private ward as it was completely different from the environment at Mercy Hospital.
After being awake for a day and a half in the ICU ward, Johann was doing basic check-ups on her, and she learned that Luca was the one who contacted the doctor and insisted on getting her transferred here.
Sarah was familiar with the name.
She had been working hard to pay Luca back.
Sarah was surprised that Mercy Hospital would contact Luca. It must be because she had Luca's business card in her wallet.
There was no other contact information for anyone else at Mercy Hospital, so they could only contact Luca.
Sarah was very grateful to Luca.
She watched the nurses take her to her ward, and although she was lying down, she could see the word 'VIP' hanging on the corridor after getting out of the elevator.
Sarah grew anxious. “Nurse, I can't afford such an expensive ward."
She had stayed in a VIP ward before, and it was already very expensive at the time, so it would only be even more expensive now.
"This is the doctor's order, so we're just doing as we were told." After the nurses handed her over, the head nurse of the VIP floor came over and asked the younger nurses to send her to the ward prepared by Johann.
Sarah watched as the nurse got busy checking her name and giving her an injection.
She had mixed feelings because she knew that Luca had arranged this.
She already owed Luca money, so she could not let her spend any more on her.
Her eyebrows knitted together. How much did she owe Luca now? She did not know how long she would need to work to pay her back...
The nurse hung Sarah's IV drip and carefully stretched the cable for the bell before placing it next to her pillow. “Ms. Poplar. If you need the IV drip changed, you can just ring the bell. The doctor also said that you can't get up for the time being, so if you need anything, just ring the bell. We'll be there for you first thing."
"Miss, may I borrow your phone to make a call?" Sarah found out how long she had been in a coma.
Even if she had brought her phone over here, it had probably run out of battery after so long.
"Sure, who would you like to call?" The nurse complied with her request and took out her phone to help her dial the number.
Sarah frowned as she could not remember Luca's phone number.
Seeing her struggle, the nurse said, "Ms. Poplar, you shouldn't use your brain too much. Why don't you tell me who you'd like to call? Maybe their number is registered in our database."
Sarah felt a dull pain in her head. Perhaps she should not think too much, so she said, "No need, I have their card in my purse. Can you help me find it?"
She remembered that when she was moved in here, the nurse said she had put her personal belongings in the closet.
The nurse nodded and opened the closet. She found her canvas bag and a black wallet. "I'll look for the card."
"Thank you." Sarah could not get up, so she entrusted the nurse.
She did not have much money in her wallet anyway, so the nurse probably would not be interested in the spare change she had.
The nurse found the card and said, "Oh, you want to call Ms. Craw?"
The nurse's tone sounded calm but excited at the same time, so Sarah asked curiously, "Miss, do you know her too?"
"Ms. Craw is a legend in the VIP ward. She said she didn't study medicine, but she knows dry needling. Her methods are very effective and slightly different from what's taught in medical school. Oh, she knows pharmacology as well. This patient was very sensitive to chemotherapy, so they experienced serious side effects, but after taking two doses of the medicine Ms. Craw prescribed for them, it was not that unbearable for the patient anymore. All of our nurses know her," the nurse introduced Luca.
They knew who she was, but they were not close to her.
They did not even know her contact information.
After dialing Luca's number, she walked to Sarah's bed.
Luca's voice sounded from the phone. "Hello, who is it?"
The nurse said, "Hello, Ms. Craw. I'm a nurse from the General Hospital. Ms. Poplar has something to say to you."
After speaking, she switched it to speaker mode and placed it next to Sarah's pillow. "Yes, Ms. Poplar." Sarah sounded a little weak. "Is this Ms. Craw?"
"It's me, Ms. Poplar. Are you out of the ICU?" Although Luca asked, she had already heard the news from Johann.
Johann's news was very straightforward. He said that there were no signs of bleeding in Sarah's brain after checking, so she could be sent to a normal ward to recover.
"I'm out. Thank you, Ms. Craw." Sarah looked at the bright ceiling. She had been living in a dim house for over 20 years, so it had been a long time since she had seen such a bright ceiling."
Even the ceiling at Mercy Hospital was not this bright...
If it were not for Luca, her miserable and pitiful life would have ended already.
When her cerebral aneurysm ruptured, she was still conscious. She was conscious even after the boss at her part-time job took her to the hospital and when she was pushed onto the operating table by the doctors and nurses.
At that time, the doctor said, "She's in critical condition. Should we operate?
"She has no relatives who can transfer her and sign the documents.
"She has no chance of surviving if we don't operate, but there's no guarantee she'll live even if we do operate.
"It's a huge risk."
She could hear the doctors and nurses clearly before she was anesthetized.
At that time, Sarah thought that it was the end. She would never be able to see the only person she cared about anyway, so perhaps it was time to end her miserable life.
However, she would not be able to repay the favor that way.
Sarah thought that the lights above her head were too glaring, which reminded her that she was alive. Since she made it out alive, all her responsibilities and her miserable life must continue.
She had no intention of escaping. Since she could not die, she had to live life to the fullest. She said, "They said that you arranged the VIP ward. Ms. Craw, you may need to cover the cost of treatment for now, but I don't want to stay in such an expensive VIP ward."
Luca knew that Sarah called to not only thank her but also to talk about the VIP ward.
The VIP ward was expensive even to the average person.
Average families would choose to stay in multi-person wards to save costs.
However, it was different for Sarah. Even if she was sent to the general ward now, Marcos would still send her back to the VIP ward a week later when her condition was stable.
If that was the case, why not have her stay in the VIP ward from the beginning?
Plus, the quietness of the VIP ward would help Sarah recover faster.
"Ms. Poplar, you don't have to worry about the expenses. You don't have to deal with that, so just focus on recovery." It was not easy for Luca to talk about Marcos right now, so that was all she could say.
Twins In Her Womb: Sir President Please Be Gentle Chapter 2838-Sarah suspected that she had misheard it.
Ignore it? That was impossible. Luca and her were not that close either.
"Ms. Craw, it was you who paid for my medical expenses, right? I can't just ignore it..." said Sarah.
Even though she had financial struggles, she was not the type to take advantage of others.
Luca had already helped her a lot. She had done more than enough.
Luca was secretly startled for a moment and let out a soft sigh, "Ms. Poplar, rest assured. To be honest, I know about your financial difficulties. I have a few connections in the hospital. So, I applied for some financial assistance for you. As for the VIP ward, it may be called a VIP ward, but that's because I'm good friends with the doctors. They agreed to give it to me. The cost is the same as the regular ward downstairs."
The nurse who was standing beside pursed her lips, suppressing her laugh.
If one were familiar with the hospital's medical system, Luca would not have said such things.
In order to reassure Sarah and help her recover, Luca had no choice but to say such things. The nurse would not expose her as Luca was doing it for Sarah's own good.
That way, she could focus on recovering without worrying about medical expenses.
"Is it true?" Sarah doubted.
"Yes. The hospital has its own foundation for families in difficulties. Your application has already been approved, so you don't need to worry," Luca had to bite the bullet and lie to her.
"Thank you, Ms. Craw." Sarah believed her words.
She felt that Luca was not the kind of person who would lie.
"Take care of yourself. I'll visit you whenever I have time," replied Luca before she hung up the call.
She gave Luke, who was by her side, a helpless look.
They were having breakfast when they found out it was Sarah who called. Luca turned on the speakerphone so Luke could also hear what Sarah was saying.
"I hope Ms. Poplar believes what I said." Luca noticed the faint curve on the corner of Luke's lips.
Luca was not a good liar. She had to rack her brain to come up with a lie, and even then, it might not be believable.
However, Sarah seemed to believe it.
"She believes you," said Luke.
"My tone didn't give myself away, right?” added Luca as she sounded worried. She was not good at lying. Whenever she told a lie, regardless of whether it was a big or small one, her tone would unconsciously become nervous. Then, her voice would tremble, far from composed.
"No. You did well. At least she believed it," replied Luke. The last words Sarah said seemed to indicate that she believed in Luca.
"But who knows how long we can keep this hidden?" Luca knew that Sarah was still worried about her financial issues.
If she had enough money, she would not have acted like this.
Luca could not help but wonder how much suffering Marcos' birth mother had endured all these years.
She heard that Marcos' birth mother was also a graduate of a prestigious university. Graduates like her would not have any trouble finding a job. Still, she stayed on the outskirts of A City, and she even took on part-time jobs?
Luca felt sorry for what Sarah had gone through.
"Just seven days. They'll pass in the blink of an eye," said Luke as he pressed the send button on his phone.
He had recorded the phone conversation with Sarah.
Marcos was worried about Sarah's condition. Although her voice sounded weak, she seemed more energetic. Those words would manage to calm Marcos' restless heart.
After Marcos received the voice message from Luke, he pressed the play button.
When Marcos heard how Luca addressed the person on the other end of the line as Ms. Poplar, he knew that the unfamiliar voice belonged to his birth mother, Sarah.
The pronunciation in Russian was different from English.
Marcos felt that the voice sounded different from what he remembered. Perhaps it was because of the language...
He held his phone tightly as he listened to the recording. Sarah's voice had yet to falter.
Marcos sensed Sarah's weakness, but she did not sound too bad.
[Your mother is staying in the VIP ward now. I'll take you to the hospital seven days later.] Luke sent him another message.
[Thank you.] Marcos curled his lips and picked up a bottle of red wine delivered by the hotel. He opened the door and walked to the opposite suite, pressing the doorbell.
Before Kastov could open the door, Ethan came out of his room and asked, "What are you doing?"
"I'd like to have a drink with Kastov." Marcos narrowed his eyes. He had been up all night since the day he found out about Sarah being in the hospital. He had only slept for a few hours yesterday, and the dark circles under his eyes had not completely gone.
"Why are you always hanging out with him?" Ethan was displeased. He felt that the family should look into Kastov's background.
However, they considered Kastov as merely Marcos' bodyguard. It was irrelevant to do so. Hence, no investigation was conducted.
Ethan was also puzzled. They said Kastov was Marcos' bodyguard, but there was no sense of an employer-employee dynamic between them during their conversations.
Moreover, Kastov did not follow Marcos when he went out for the past few days. Ethan occasionally saw through the surveillance outside Marcos' room that Kastov seemed to have his own things to do, and it was completely unrelated to Marcos' schedule.
Could there be such an irresponsible bodyguard?
"Do I have to answer that question?" questioned Marcos.
Ethan was taken aback. Of course, he did not have to answer the question, but he wanted to have control over Marcos' every move.
"Mr. Ethan, how are you doing with Uncle Matysh's case?" asked Marcos. Kastov happened to open the door and listened to their conversation. He leaned against the door frame without saying a word.
Ethan's face turned dark. Legal matters like that were not so easily resolved.
Also, after what happened at the detention center that day, Shandra had yet to contact him.
He had tried to contact Shandra, but the calls were all redirected to her assistant, Yvette, who told him that they were working on it. Shandra would contact him if she needed any help or clarification.
Matysh had left a terrible impression on Shandra after the incident at the detention center.
There was nothing Ethan could do about it. A professional woman like her probably looked down on what Matysh had told her.
"It seems like things aren't going smoothly for you," Kastov could not help but tease him.
Ethan gave him a disdainful look. "What's it to you?"
Meanwhile, Marcos patted Kastov on the shoulder. "Mr. Ethan, let me give you a word of advice. While you're thinking of solutions, the police are also gathering more evidence. If you don't act quickly and the police gather more evidence, Uncle Matysh will be in deep trouble. If they have more evidence, even the simplest bail won't be possible."
Ethan's face turned dark. "Are you cursing Mr. Matysh?"
"I dare not. Don't jump to conclusions. I'm just saying that if you need help, you can find Kastov to talk about it. He's highly capable when it comes to investigating matters, but he charges a substantial amount. Though, I don't think Uncle Matysh would mind the money." Marcos talked up his good friend in front of Ethan.
Twins In Her Womb: Sir President Please Be Gentle Chapter 2839-Kastov nodded along with to words and said, "Though I'm busy, I can prioritize helping with it if it's Mr. Matysh's matter."
Ethan's anger surged.
Even if Kastov was capable of such things, he dared not to use anyone who worked for Marcos, as Matysh had warned him to be cautious of Marcos and his men.
When Ethan sensed the sudden change in Marcos' tone, he pointed at his bottle and said, "If Old Master Abaza finds out you're partying and drinking in A City, how will you explain it to him when you go back?"
"Am I not just having a drink?" Kastov could not stand Ethan using his Russian connections to assert dominance. He took the drink from Marcos' hand and said, "Mr. Matysh also indulges in quite a bit of alcohol, doesn't he?"
Ethan's face grew darker and darker.
"Isn't there an old saying that goes—what's sauce for the goose is sauce for the gander? Does that not work in Russian too? Besides, if Mr. Matysh doesn't want Mr. Marcos involved in this matter, then having a drink shouldn't hinder Mr. Matysh's affairs, right?" Kastov was usually a quiet person, but when it came to discussing his work or anything related to the Island of Despair, he became more talkative.
Today, he could not help but lash out at Ethan, finding his demeanor unpleasant and his words offensive.
Ethan let out a cold snort, threatening Marcos, "I'll tell the old master everything you've been doing in City A."
"Hah." Kastov sneered, finding his words utterly meaningless. Ethan was acting like a little schoolboy, tattling on others. What was the point of doing this?
Marcos paid no attention to it. Ethan had been reporting his situation to the old master for the past few days. Adding one more thing about him drinking and having fun during Matysh's imprisonment would not be a problem.
Marcos said to Kastov, "Let's go inside and have a drink."
The two of them walked into the suite and closed the door in front of Ethan.
There was a loud bang. Ethan frowned. Marcos was not easy to manipulate. If the Russian family found out about this, he would face the consequences when he returned!
Kastov picked up the wine opener and uncorked the bottle.
"Why are you suddenly craving a drink?" asked Kastov.
"Something good happened,” answered Marcos as he took out two tall glasses from the cabinet and placed them on the table.
Kastov poured the red wine into the glasses. "Something good? You found your birth mother?"
There was a hint of doubt in his words. After all, Marcos had not made any progress for the past few days. How could he have suddenly found her all of a sudden?
"Yes. Even though the situation isn't ideal, I finally found her. She's in the hospital now. I'll go and meet her once her condition is better." Marcos did not hide anything. Kastov was his trusted partner, someone he could absolutely rely on.
There were no conflicts of interest between them, making them the best of partners.
"Congratulations." Kastov raised his glass and clinked it with Marcos'. He genuinely felt happy for Marcos. It was great. At least he had found his mother.
"Well, it's thanks to Mr. Crawford," Marcos took a sip of his drink. Luke and Luca's kindness was something he would remember for a lifetime.
He also knew that if it were not for Luca, he would be an orphan by now.
He would be truly orphaned with no father or mother...
It was Saturday the following day.
The kids were coming back to the villa. Luca woke up early and was busy preparing food in the kitchen with Aunt Neile.
Aunt Neile was preparing breakfast while Luca was preparing some soup to take to the hospital and snacks for the children.
The children already had cookies just the night before, and Luca was worried they might get a sore throat from eating too many cookies. Hence, she decided to make milk cube candies as their snack.
Milk cube candies were made from almond nuts mixed with butter, marshmallows, and powdered milk. After heating the mixture, they were formed into little milk candies.
These sweet little treats were both healthy and delicious. Luca believed the children would surely love them.
She had already done the preparations and was now shaping the candy into small pieces.
Aunt Neile looked at the white, delicate milk cube candies. She could not help but praise, "Ms. Craw, you're really good at this. These milk cube candies look so exquisite. The kids will definitely love them."novelbin
Luca smiled faintly. This was her first time making these for the children.
Not only did children enjoy these milk cube candies, but adults liked them too. She placed the finely shaped milk cubes into separate packaging and then picked up the sealer to seal the packages. Then, she said, "Aunt Neile, remember to take some home for your grandson when you get off work tonight."
"It's okay, Ms. Craw. I'll leave these for the kids to enjoy." Aunt Neile had been taking care of Lanie, Rainie, and Tommy for so many years. She knew their taste preferences well.
Sweet and sticky things were not to Lanie's liking, but Luca did not add a lot of sugar to it. Therefore, she believed all three of them would enjoy them.
If she took some away, the kids would not have enough to eat.
Aunt Neile thought it was not acceptable.
"I made extra. Although they're made in a healthy way, it's not good for the children to eat too many of them. I'll pack some for you later. Remember to take them with you when you go home," replied Luca. She made enough for the three children and Aunt Neile's grandchild as well.
Luca still remembered Aunt Neile's grandson. He was a well-behaved child with a good temperament. He never caused trouble or made a lot of noise. He was quite likable.
Aunt Neile smiled shyly at her words. "Thank you, Ms. Craw."
"You don't have to thank me, Aunt Neile. These things aren't that valuable at all," said Luca. The ingredients for these milk cube candies were indeed not expensive.
She felt that anyone could make these snacks. They were not valuable at all.
The raw materials for these things were relatively cheap, and they could bring joy to children. Hence, she was willing to make more to make her adorable children happy.
"But this is your heartfelt gesture." Aunt Neile finished preparing breakfast. She washed her hands, put on kitchen gloves, and helped Luca to pack the milk cube candies into separate bags.
Luca focused on sealing and organizing the small bags.
After a while, Luca finished packing all the milk cube candies.
She took a brown paper bag and grabbed a handful of milk cube candies. Then, she thought there was not enough, so she grabbed another handful and filled the bag to the brim before handing it to Aunt Neile. "Aunt Neile, these are for your grandson."
"Ms. Craw, it's too much. The child doesn't need so much." Aunt Neile was pleasantly surprised. She was delighted by anything that could please her grandson.
However, Luca had given her too much, and she felt a little uneasy. Although the Crawford family was always generous to their subordinates, Luca was not a member of the Crawford family.
However, Aunt Neile did not want to dwell too much on the matters of her master's family.
"It's not much. Look, there are still so many left on the tray." Luca pointed at the tray. The ones on the tray were enough for the children to eat.
"Ms. Craw, on behalf of my grandson, I'd like to thank you." Aunt Neile had no choice but to accept it, thinking that her precious grandson would be overjoyed when she went home tonight.
Kids loved to eat snacks. The milk cube candies sold outside were quite expensive. Her son and daughter-in-law usually would not buy them for her grandson.
Now, she could bring this bag of milk cube candies home. When the child saw it, he would definitely dance with excitement.
Twins In Her Womb: Sir President Please Be Gentle Chapter 2840-After Luca placed all the small milk cube candies into the kids' snack box, Luke was still upstairs dealing with work matters.
Luca then brewed a pot of coffee for Luke and had Aunt Neile bring it upstairs along with breakfast.
Meanwhile, she had her breakfast downstairs.
After finishing her meal, Luca checked the soup she prepared for Wanda. It was almost ready. Hence, she turned off the stove and added some salt to the soup for seasoning.
She poured it into a thermos while the soup was still hot.
After she had prepared everything, Zander had also brought the children back.
The three children rushed in, changed their shoes, and went straight to the kitchen to look for Luca. "Ms. Luca, we're back!"
The three children simultaneously said the same words, with Tommy's voice being the loudest.
Luca turned around and smiled at the three of them. "You're back. Have you had breakfast?"
"We had breakfast at Great-grandpa's." Rainie nodded and caught a whiff of the aroma in the air of the kitchen. Her eyes lit up.
The scent of the food was sweet and enticing. Rainie asked, “Ms. Luca, did you prepare desserts?"
"You have a keen nose. Yes, I made dessert. But you shouldn't eat too much after breakfast. You'll only get three each," replied Luca as she took out a few milk cube candies from the snack box and distributed them to the kids.
Each of the three children held three milk cubes in their hands.
"What's this?" Tommy curiously asked. He had never tried this snack before.
"It's a milk cube candy," Rainie recognized it. The Crawford family did not allow them to eat such snacks. Even though they were sold outside, they considered them unhygienic, so they had never tried them.
Rainie knew about them because she had seen her classmate eat them before. Her classmate even shared one with her.
Rainie only remembered that the milk cube candy was soft in texture, with a slightly hard almond nut inside. It was sweet, but it did not leave any other impression on her.
"Yes. It's milk cube candy. Give it a try and see if it's good," said Luca with a smile on her face. She closed the snack box and looked at the kids. Her heart felt warm.
Tommy had a greedy look on his face. He was always eager to try new snacks. Thus, he immediately stuffed one into his mouth.
After tasting it, he exclaimed before swallowing it down, "It's milky and smells so good! Mmm, there's almond in it. It's sweet and delicious! Ms. Luca, I love it!"
Tommy's affirmation made Luca eagerly look at the other two children.
Rainie ate more delicately. After swallowing, she blinked her bright eyes and said, "This is good! Ms. Luca, this milk cube candy you made is even better than the one my classmate's mom bought for her!"
She smiled and proved her words with action, eating another one.
Lanie was not a fan of sweet food, but the sweetness of the milk cube candy, along with the soft and chewy texture and the crunch from the almond, made him think it was delicious. When he told Luca it tasted good, he was ready to eat a second one.
The kids loved the milk cube candy she made.
Luca thought of Wanda, who also enjoyed eating sweets. It had been several days since her surgery. She could have some sweets in moderation. Hence, she opened the snack box and took out some for Wanda.
Tommy's eyes lit up. Then, he asked, "Ms. Luca, are you going out?"
He noticed the thermos Luca placed in the bag.
“Yes, I'm going to visit your Great Aunt Wanda. She had surgery and is now recovering," answered Luca. The three kids did not get to visit Grandpa Rayne that often. Therefore, she was not afraid that they would accidentally let slip and make him worry.
She would have to wait until Wanda had recovered and was discharged from the hospital to take the kids to the Rayne family's house.
When Rainie heard this, she worriedly asked, "Ms. Luca, is Great Aunt Wanda okay? I'm worried about her."
"She's fine. She'll recover as long as she takes good care of herself and gets enough rest." Luca reassured them and handed each of them a small milk cube candy again.
"Ms. Luca, can we visit Great Aunt Wanda?" Lanie took the milk cube candy from Luca and asked.
Luca was startled for a moment, but before she could say anything, Tommy spoke up, "Ms. Luca, we'd like to visit Great Aunt Wanda. We promise we won't be noisy or misbehave. We won't disturb her either."
Rainie chimed in, "Yes, we'll behave ourselves."
How could Luca bear to refuse their request?
"Alright. Let me go upstairs and talk to your father," said Luca. She placed the thermos and other items on the dining table before heading upstairs to find Luke.
The three children followed closely behind her.
Aunt Neile, who witnessed the scene, shook her head helplessly and could not help but sigh. These three children really loved clinging to Luca.
Luca and the kids arrived at the bedroom door. She knocked on the door first, and when Luke looked toward the door, she said, "Luke, the kids are back."
"Good morning, Daddy." The three kids greeted him with smiles on their faces, but they did not surround him. They remained by Luca's side.
Luke put on a faint smile and replied, "Good morning."
Tommy asked, "Daddy, can we go to the hospital with Ms. Luca to visit Great Aunt Wanda? We'll behave and won't cause any trouble for Ms. Luca."
Lanie added, "I'll watch over Tommy and make sure he doesn't disturb Great Aunt Wanda's recovery."
Rainie also joined the conversation, "I'll watch over Lanie and Tommy too."
Tommy looked up at his siblings. Why did they have to watch over him?
He was clearly well-behaved!
"Alright. You can go, but do not cause any trouble or inconvenience," said Luke.
"Alright then!" Tommy readily agreed and looked at Luca. “Ms. Luca, Daddy said yes. Shall we set off now?"
"Yes. Let's go." Luca shot another glance at Luke. She could see the gentle affection in his eyes. Then, she led the children downstairs.
She grabbed the thermos and headed toward the hospital.
Since it was the weekend, she did not ask Warren to drive them. Instead, she carefully drove the car herself and headed to the hospital.
When they arrived at the hospital entrance, Luca bought two fruit baskets. She asked the shop owner to replace one of them with a simpler design.
The fruits were still the same, and only the quality of the basket was not as good.
The one that was changed was intended for Sarah.
After she explained the situation to Sarah yesterday, Luca found a caretaker for her, and Sarah called again.
It took Luca a long time to convince Sarah to accept a caretaker.
She was currently resting in bed without the company and care of her family. That was why she needed a caretaker. This was not the time for her to save money.
Luca asked the fruit shop owner to make this arrangement in order to ease Sarah's mental burden.
When Lanie saw Luca carrying so many things in her hands, he took the initiative to suggest, "Ms. Luca, let me carry one of the fruit baskets."
Luca looked at the young boy in front of her and replied, "It's heavy."
"It's okay, Ms. Luca. I can handle it," Lanie took the fruit basket from her.
“Daddy said that boys are born to take care of their moms and sisters.
Rainie also helped Lanie carry it. "I'll help Lanie."
Tommy also wanted to take Luca's fruit basket too. "Ms. Luca, I'd like to carry one for you too."
The fruit basket was heavy. Lanie and Rainie could still manage it, but Tommy...
Luca handed him the thermos instead. "You're still little, so carry this instead."
"Okay!" Tommy took the thermos she handed him. He was happy to be able to help Luca.