Ch. 2841..2850

Twins In Her Womb: Sir President Please Be Gentle Chapter 2841-Luca arrived at Wanda's hospital ward with three children in tow.

"Ms. Rayne, are you feeling better today?" Luca put down the fruit basket and noticed Wanda was receiving an injection solution.

Wanda looked at Luca and the three children. She was slightly taken aback. Why did she bring the kids along?

Before she could voice her question, the three children placed the fruits and thermos bottle they were carrying on the coffee table. Then, they gathered around the bedside and called out to her in unison, "Great Aunt Wanda, good morning!"

When Wanda saw the beaming smile on their faces, she raised her hand and gently stroked their heads with her free hand. "You're all good children,” said Wanda.

Rainie gently held Wanda's hand, and she asked with concern, "Great Aunt Wanda, are you feeling better?"

Wanda clasped Rainie's tender little hand in return and smiled. "Much better."

"Great Aunt Wanda, you have to get well soon so that I can do handicrafts with you when you're discharged!" Rainie, being a little girl with a kind heart and a sweet tongue, managed to lift Wanda's spirits.

"Alright, alright. I'm sure I'll get better soon having you all caring for me like this." Wanda smiled as she looked at the three children.

"Great Aunt Wanda, Ms. Luca prepared some soup for you. Please have some." Tommy eagerly leaned against Wanda's bed, blinking his eyes.

Even though he had never tasted Luca's soup before, he had a feeling that the soup Luca made would taste good.

Wanda put on a cheerful expression. Luca took the thermos out and placed it on the table. Then, she said to Mrs. Lane, "Mrs. Lane, please pour a bowl of soup for Ms. Rayne."

"Sure." Mrs. Lane took Wanda's bowl, washed it clean, and poured in half a bowl of soup. She also explained why she only poured half a bowl. "Ms. Rayne just took medicine and drank a glass of water. So, I'll let her have this much for now."

She handed the bowl of soup to Wanda.

The aroma of medicinal herbs wafted through the air. Tommy wrinkled his brows as he caught a whiff of it and said, "It smells like medicine. Ms. Luca, why does Great Aunt Wanda's soup have a medicinal scent?"

Luca explained to him, "This is medicinal soup. It helps to nourish the body."

She used a variety of medicinal herbs in the soup she cooked. They were all for Wanda's well-being.

Wanda took the bowl of soup. She was no longer a child, so she was not averse to the aroma of this medicinal soup. Instead, she found the medicinal fragrance comforting.

Rainie thought the medicinal soups would taste unpleasant, but she believed that what Luca had prepared must be beneficial for Wanda's health. Hence, she comforted Wanda, saying, "Great Aunt Wanda, Ms. Luca personally made this soup for you. It's good for your body. You must finish it all.”

Wanda nodded with a smile. She slightly lifted up her head and finished the soup.

It was inevitable that the medicinal soup carried a slight bitterness from the herbs. However, when Luca prepared the soup, she also added some honey to it to balance the bitter taste of the herbs. Wanda

was able to accept the remaining hint of bitterness.

After Wanda finished the soup, Mrs. Lane took the empty bowl and asked, "Ms. Rayne, would you like some more?"

"Later. I feel a bit full right now," Wanda shook her head. She could not stand the bitter taste of modern medicine. She would drink a large glass of water to dilute the bitterness every time she took the medicine. After drinking half a bowl of soup, her stomach was already filled to the brim with water.

Drinking more would make her too full.

Mrs. Lane nodded and took the bowl to the restroom to clean it.

Meanwhile, Luca asked, "Ms. Rayne, how are you feeling today?"

"I feel a bit more energetic than the past couple of days. The wound is a bit itchy, but Dr. Park said it's a sign of recovery when he did the rounds." Wanda smiled peacefully. Her health was improving day by day, and she could feel it. Her mood had improved a lot as well.

Luca nodded. She did not need to worry about the wound and such. Johann was here to keep an eye on things.

She carefully asked, "Ms. Rayne, you'll be starting your chemotherapy sessions soon. I'd like to take your pulse and adjust the dosage of the herbal medicine to help with your recovery and overall well- being."

This medicinal soup was meant to improve the body's constitution and enhance one's resistance.

However, that was a general prescription. It was not specifically tailored to Wanda's needs.

The soup she prepared, aside from not being suitable for young children, could be consumed by Luke, Mrs. Lane, and others.

However, if she were to truly improve Wanda's condition, she had to prepare a prescription that was exclusively for Wanda. It would not be suitable for others.

"Oh, sure." Wanda was not the type to trouble others.

However, she remembered how severe her initial reaction to chemotherapy was. If she did not accept Luca's help, she might not be able to endure it.

Furthermore, when Johann was doing the rounds, he knew Luca had been preparing medicinal soup for Wanda. He said, “Taking medicinal soups can improve the body's constitution and enhance resistance, which will benefit your recovery.”

Wanda knew that her upcoming chemotherapy and treatment would be much smoother with Luca's help.

Luca stepped forward. Rainie gave up her seat and pulled over a stool. "Ms. Luca, you may sit here and check Great Aunt Wanda's pulse."

"Okay." Luca sat on the stool and placed her fingers on Wanda's pulse.

After a minute, she moved to the other side and took Wanda's pulse to gain a general understanding of her physical condition. She then said, "Ms. Rayne, I'll provide the new prescription to Dr. Park. The hospital will deliver the medicine to you a day before your chemotherapy session starts. Drinking it will help alleviate some discomfort."

Mrs. Lane walked out of the restroom holding a thermos bottle and overheard Luca's words. She suddenly remembered that her colleagues had mentioned a talented young family member of Wanda's

who understood naturopathy.

Wanda initially experienced significant side effects from chemotherapy. However, after she took the prescription prepared by that young family member, the after-effects Wanda experienced after her subsequent sessions of chemotherapy were not as severe as what others experienced.

Wanda enjoyed her meals, slept well, and even had minimal hair loss.

Mrs. Lane's eyes flickered, realizing that the prescription mentioned by the caretakers must have been from Luca.

She truly was impressive...

Mrs. Lane thought to herself, 'If this prescription were made public, many people could be spared from suffering.'

She wanted to say something at first, but when she thought about how that caretaker had ended up, Mrs. Lane held her tongue.

There were quite a few people who had approached her to ask for the prescription. Some were even willing to pay a high price for it.

However, Mrs. Lane never had a chance. Coupled with the fact that the previous caretaker was fired, even though Mrs. Lane now knew that Luca was the one who provided the prescription, she dared not ask about it.

The level of care provided to Wanda was even better than the treatment given to previous VIP patients.

Moreover, Luca often delivered soups and meals to both Wanda and Mrs. Lane.

During this period, Mrs. Lane felt that she had been eating well, and with Luca's homemade soups, she could feel her own body improving significantly.

These were privileges that other patients did not have.

Despite other cancer patients constantly asking for this prescription, Mrs. Lane suppressed the urge to share it.

After all, she had observed how Luca cared for Wanda during this time, and she did not seem like a bad person.

She might have a reason for not sharing the prescription with others...

That was what Mrs. Lane thought. Hence, she smiled and carefully packed the thermos bottle in a bag and said to Luca, "Ms. Craw, I've washed the thermos bottle you brought here yesterday. Remember to take it with you when you go back."

Twins In Her Womb: Sir President Please Be Gentle Chapter 2842-"Okay." Luca nodded, realizing that it was not practical for Wanda to finish the soup in one go.

Therefore, they decided to alternate between two thermos bottles, which was more convenient.

After taking Wanda's pulse, the children gathered around her once again.

Wanda was still recovering. They changed their previous chattering manner and spoke in a more detailed way. Each child would wait for the previous topic to conclude before bringing up a new one.

However, regardless of the topic, the children were well-behaved and found ways to cheer up Wanda.

Lanie told them before that laughter was the best medicine.

He said the same thing when Tommy was being naughty.

All three children believed that a joyful mood would contribute to Wanda's recovery. Therefore, they constantly tried to make her happy.

The atmosphere in the hospital ward was harmonious and joyful.

Meanwhile, Luca sat beside and talked to Mrs. Lane to understand Wanda's current dietary condition.

After Luca had a general understanding, she rose to her feet and said to Wanda, "Ms. Rayne, can the kids stay with you for a while? I have a friend in the adjacent ward who's also recovering. I'd like to visit her."

She did not forget her promise to Marcos.

If she did not send him updates about Sarah's condition every day, he probably would not be able to wait for seven days before coming to visit.

"Sure. Go ahead." Wanda liked the three children. Since she had no sons or daughters of her own, she cherished Bianca's three children as if they were her precious treasures. She wished she could hold them all in the palm of her hand and protect them dearly.

Luca exchanged glances with the three children. Then, she smiled and picked up a fruit basket as she walked out.

"Who is Ms. Luca going to visit?" Tommy asked with curiosity. His gaze shifted between Lanie and Rainie.

Both children shook their heads.

They did not know who Luca was going to visit, nor had they heard of anyone else who was still in the hospital...

After leaving Wanda's ward, Luca headed to Sarah's ward.

She knocked on the door first instead of pushing the door open.

A caretaker came and opened the door. She saw Luca and asked with confusion, "May I know who you are?"

"I'm looking for Ms. Poplar. She's in this ward, right?" asked Luca. She was the one who asked Johann to hire a caretaker for Sarah. Since she had yet to meet her, it was normal for the caretaker not to recognize her.

"Yes. Please come in." The caretaker observed that Luca did not seem like a bad person, and noticing that she was able to walk around the VIP wards, she decided to grant her entry.

Luca walked in and saw Sarah lying on the bed. She had turned her head to look in the direction of the door after she heard the knock.

Sarah's eyes welled up with tears when she saw Luca come in. "Ms. Craw, what brings you here?"

“Ms. Poplar, I just came to see you while passing by." Luca emphasized the fact that it was a casual visit, so as not to put too much pressure on Sarah.

To Sarah, Luca was merely a stranger she had met twice.

She was a stranger who helped her repay her debt, contacted a doctor to save her life, and arranged for a hospital ward and caretaker for her. It was rare to come across strangers like her, no?

Moreover, Sarah was not the type of person to take advantage of others. Luca knew that she was reluctantly accepting all of this, and she would not just go along with it without a sense of unease.

Luca could not help but secretly let out a deep sigh. There was no way she could say that all the arrangements she made were also at Marcos' behest...

Sarah would not be able to handle any shock now.

“Thank you, Ms. Craw." Sarah blinked her eyes. The doctor told her not to get emotional, as it could potentially render all the lifesaving treatments useless.

She tried hard to hold back her tears.

Luca placed the fruit basket on the table and sat on a nearby chair. "Ms. Poplar, how do you feel?"

"It takes some effort to speak..." replied Sarah.

Luca could sense the weakness in Sarah's voice when she spoke. She explained, "The bleeding in your brain was significant, but with the medication the hospital has prescribed for you, a few more days of treatment will suffice. Don't worry. Everything will get better."

"Ms. Craw, can I get discharged after the stitches are removed?" asked Sarah. Even though Luca told her that the hospital's charity fund was supporting her, she could not imagine being allowed to stay in a VIP ward. It would be a regular ward at most!

Sarah was secretly worried about Luca's intentions in helping her this way.

If Luca had helped her out of sympathy after watching her being taken away by loan sharks back then, what about now?

Sarah could not help but wonder whether Luca had discovered her true identity, and that was why she made these arrangements.

However, she could only lie in bed now. She was unable to do anything.

Her body was weak. She could not even get up.

Luca frowned as she thought that Sarah was worried about the cost of the ward, so she said, "Let's see what the doctor says after the stitches are removed."

"This ward is too expensive." Sarah persisted in her desire to be discharged.

Luca could not convince her. Thus, she replied, "Ms. Poplar, you were placed in this ward because of the favorable environment and its benefits for your recovery. If you truly want to be discharged, let's make the decision after seven days."

Sarah was puzzled when she heard that. Why did she have to wait for seven days?

Luca picked up her phone and discreetly recorded a short video of Sarah lying on the bed. She did not make it obvious.

"Don't worry. I'm not a bad person. Please focus on recovering your health these few days. As for your doubts and suspicions, rest assured, I'm not the kind of person you think I am."

Sarah's face slightly reddened.

Her previous encounters with Luca and Luca's assistance in repaying her debt seemed like coincidences.

After spending so many years in that family, Sarah had witnessed too many things. That was why she still maintained her skepticism.

Even though Luca said so, there was no reason for Sarah to trust her.

Luca aimed her phone at Sarah for two minutes before saving the video and sending it to Luke.

Luke would forward the clip to Marcos.

Luca rose to her feet and said, "Ms. Poplar, I have something else to attend to. Take good care of yourself. If you need anything, just call the doctors or nurses. They'll assist you."

"Okay." Sarah was a little surprised. Luca did not stay as long as she had expected. Instead, she left in less than ten minutes.

As Sarah watched the nurse escort Luca out, her expression took on a slight look of confusion.

Could she really trust Luca?

Sarah pursed her dry lips together, feeling unsure about it...

After the caretaker closed the door, she noticed that Sarah's lips were dry. She quickly poured a glass of warm water and inserted a straw. Then, she said, "Ms. Poplar, I noticed that your lips are a bit dry. Would you like some water?"

"Yes." Sarah nodded. She leaned in and took two big sips of warm water from the straw, then asked, "Is she the lady who hired you?"

The caretaker shook her head, placing the glass aside. She noticed that the liquid in the bottle was almost empty. Hence, she pressed the call button to summon another nurse. Only then did she explain, "No, it's not her. Dr. Park was the one who assigned me to take care of you. He's the doctor who did the rounds today and performed the surgery on you."

Twins In Her Womb: Sir President Please Be Gentle Chapter 2843-"Okay." Sarah stared at the ceiling. She was still not used to the speckless environment.

It was just like how she was not used to A City after being forced to leave her son and flee Russia.

Development in A City had already started at the time, and many nice buildings were built rapidly.

Her capability allowed her to have a good life in A City.

She did not ask for much, yet the people in Russia still had no intention of letting her off the hook even after she left.

Sarah had no choice but to nestle in the suburbs of A City like a sewer rat.

That place and A City were like two different worlds. The locals who could not afford to live in the city anymore fled there. The environment there was dense, and the buildings were hardly renovated.

Every corner was filthy and messy...

Sarah thought to herself that it had been a long time since she had seen a ceiling this bright. It was as if that filthy life had nothing to do with her anymore.

However, she knew that she would return to that life once she recovered.

Not only that but if Luca did not have any other plans, she would have to work twice as hard to repay her kindness.

After Luca left Sarah's ward, she returned to Wanda's ward.

The children were still surrounding the bed and chatting with her.

Luca sat in the ward for a bit before leaving with the children.

After Luca left with the kids, the ward was much quieter.

Mrs. Lane sighed. “Ms. Craw is really nice to the kids."

“I guess it's fate." Wanda sighed. It was not easy for the kids to like Luca.

When Luca took the children back to the mansion, Luke sent the video to Marcos.

Marcos clenched his fists as he listened to Sarah's voice and saw how weak she was.

Sarah's voice was much more wretched than what he remembered. She must have suffered a lot in the past few years to have become like this.

Marcos' fierce and red eyes flooded with anger and hatred.

If he had known earlier that Sarah was not dead but in hiding, he would have gone looking for her long ago!

Everyone in his family hid it from him and deceived him.

All these years, he could not do anything but long for her. After all, everyone told him that his mother was dead!

Sarah, who he thought was dead too, had been barely living all this while.

He would get his revenge on the people who separated him and his mother!

Firstly, he was going to start off with Matysh, who was about to go to jail.

Marcos saved the video and was about to pick up the glass of wine beside him when the doorbell rang.

He stood up lazily.

Ethan was the only one who would ring the doorbell of his suite, so he walked over and slowly opened the door.

Sure enough, Ethan was standing at the door.

"Yes?" Marcos' tone was icy cold.

Ethan frowned as he felt that something was wrong with him today, but he could not bring it up now. "Why have you been staying in your room the entire day?"

There was no movement in the surveillance he placed on the door, so he almost thought that Marcos had tampered with it.

He always used to head out the door early in the morning, so why had he been locking himself up in his suite for the past two days?

Ethan got suspicious.

"Mr. Ethan, are you my guardian?" Marcos asked without answering his question.

Ethan was taken aback. What did he mean?

Marcos repeated, "Why do you care whether I go out or stay in? Weren't you the one who wanted me to stay away from Mr. Crawford?"

His words made Ethan roll his eyes in anger as the man was using his own words against him.

A few seconds later, Ethan came back to his senses and said, "I'm leaving for a while."

A corner of Marcos's mouth lifted into a slight curve. After waiting for a few seconds, he asked without waiting for him to continue, "Do you want me to go with you?"

Ethan frowned as that was not his intention. He was going out to deal with Matysh's situation with Shandra.

"If I'm not mistaken, you're going to take care of Uncle Matysh's situation, right? If I come with you, he'll question your loyalty," said Marcos while incidentally mocking him.

Ethan was left speechless by Marcos' unusual behavior. After a while, he finally found his voice. "I'm leaving for a few days, so during this time, everything you say and do in A City will represent the family. Don't cause any trouble that will upset Old Master Abaza."

Marcos' reply to him was a loud bang from shutting his door.

Ethan snorted and went back up to his room. After packing up his things, he received a message from Shandra, so he went downstairs with his luggage.

Shandra said that she must first deal with Matysh's rape case, so she had to go to where it happened and find the people involved to understand what happened.

The case did not happen in A City, so they had to drive there.

When Ethan got downstairs, his driver and interpreter were already waiting. Shandra was in another car. novelbin

He took a look at the car. It was a Lexus and not as high-end as his car.

Knowing Shandra's arrogance, she would not want to be in the same car as him and the interpreter. He knocked on the window of the Lexus.

Shandra's driver rolled down the window, and Ethan could see what was going on inside the car.

There was a woman sitting in the passenger seat, and Ethan guessed that she was probably Shandra's assistant.

He smiled at the person in the back seat and said, “Good morning, Ms. Cullen."

“Good morning. If there's nothing else, let's go now. It'll be quite a long drive," said Shandra after glancing at the time.

Due to Ethan's mistranslation, Ethan's plane ticket was not booked even though the itinerary had been planned long ago.

The flights were limited, so tickets were all sold out.

Therefore, Shandra had to cancel her plane ticket and drive to the next city with them.

It was only a two-hour drive anyway. Although Shandra was not happy about it, she did not give Ethan a dirty look.

"Sure, sure." Ethan noticed Shandra's displeasure, so after standing back up straight, his face turned sullen too.

Then, he returned to his car.

The interpreter felt a sudden burst of pressure after he was reminded of his mistake, so he once again apologized sincerely to Ethan, "My apologies, Mr. Ethan. It was an oversight on my part, and I'll make sure to pay closer attention next time."

"If this happens again, I'll have you fired." Ethan made it clear that he would not give him more chances.

Even though Marcos said that it was difficult to find a Russian-English interpreter who understood the law, after being with Old Master Abaza for so long, Ethan thought that such basic mistakes should not be tolerated.

He would not tolerate it even if the interpreter knew a few more languages.

"Understood." The interpreter dared not say anything else.

Shandra's car drove ahead while Ethan's car followed behind.

Ethan looked at the passing views and asked, "How long will it take to get to B City?"

"Mr. Ethan, it'll take about three hours. If there's no traffic, we'll be there in two and a half hours." The assistant glanced at the navigation and gave him an estimation.

Twins In Her Womb: Sir President Please Be Gentle Chapter 2844-Ethan frowned in dissatisfaction when he heard how long it would take. "That's too long."

The interpreter listened to their conversation and said, "Yes, the train would be much faster."

"Do I look like someone who would take the train?" Ethan raised his eyebrows. If the assistant had not forgotten to book the ticket, he would have been sitting in the first-class cabin on the plane.

Airplanes, luxury cars, and cruise ships were his only means of travel. Nothing else.

The interpreter was silenced by his words.

The trains in Russia were nowhere as fast as the ones in A City. One would have to check in for the flight two hours in advance if one was going to B City, but one would only have to arrive at the rail station 30 minutes in advance.

Plus, getting from A City to B City on the train only took an hour or so.

Ethan opened his laptop and looked at the documents the interpreter had translated at the police station.

He did not dare be careless about Matysh's case, so he read it several times over, but he still could not think of how to win this lawsuit and protect Matysh.

He was even more curious about how Shandra would help Matysh deal with this lawsuit.

Ethan watched the car in front in silence.

It was the weekend, and there were many people out and about, so there was quite some traffic. By the time they reached B City, it was already three hours later.

Shandra's driver parked the car in front of a residential building.

Ethan saw Shandra getting out of the car, so he followed her and went up to her. "Ms. Cullen, is this it?"

Shandra glanced at the navigation map on her phone, and it showed the residential building in front of her. "This is it."

Ethan could not help but click his tongue as he commented, "They said that this country was impoverished and underdeveloped. I didn't notice that when I was in A City, but I didn't think that every other place other than A City was actually this run-down."

The residential building in front of them was time-worn, and the cement on the walls was peeling off everywhere, revealing the red bricks inside. After weathering, the red bricks were graying too.

Listening to his arrogant tone, Shandra rolled her eyes. "Mr. Ethan, do you know how much the building in front of you is worth?"

“How much could such a run-down building be worth?" Ethan's voice was full of disgust.

An old building like this that could not even compare to an estate in Russia would surely be worth nothing.

"The land of this residential building alone must be worth over a million dollars," Shandra guessed. The building may be run-down, but the owner of it could even be a multi-millionaire.

Although the economy of B City was not as good as that of A City, it was still developed, and every inch of land was costly. This residential building may be shabby, but the wealth and power of its owner should not be underestimated.

Usually, people who owned residential buildings like these would not just have one. This building was not completely dilapidated, so it could still be rented out. Relying on the rental income alone would not be an issue at all.

It was not like they lived here, so there was no need to rebuild it.

Ethan clicked his tongue and frowned. He did not expect that the land alone would cost that much. If B City's land price was so high, this place must not be as poor as he thought it was.

The houses were this run-down everywhere.

Ethan glanced at the concrete floor under his feet that were full of holes, and he puckered his lips in contempt.

"Yvette, go and ring the doorbell of 601." Shandra glanced at the documents. The mother of the girl who committed suicide lived in Unit 601.

She must not have much money to choose to live here.

If she had money, she would not have chosen to live in such a remote place.

Shandra looked at the row of doorbells as her assistant, Yvette, walked over to ring the correct one. She was reminded that Matysh and that unscrupulous boss did not even give this family a single penny so that they could wash off their crimes. They even framed the breadwinner of the house. In the end, he could not take it anymore, so he committed suicide.

She closed the file with disgust.

Although she had to defend her client with everything she could as a lawyer, this case still aroused resentment in Shandra.

Yvette pressed the doorbell and waited for a few seconds before pressing it again, but no one answered.

"Ms. Cullen, no one's answering the door." Yvette looked back at Shandra.

"Did you contact her last night?" Shandra asked, but she knew that Yvette had a sense of responsibility and would do what she was told.

Yvette nodded. "I did, and she said that she'd be home today."

She said she would be at home, but nobody opened the door for them.

Yvette called her again, but nobody answered after ten or so rings.

After a while, a middle-aged woman came to open the door. She noticed that there were a few foreign people outside, so she held the key in her hand and looked at them vigilantly with curious eyes.

"Ma'am, can you help us find the resident of Unit 601?" Yvette struck up a conversation with her.

"Unit 601? Who are you?" The middle-aged woman was still vigilant.

“Oh, we're lawyers. We're here to find the residents of Unit 601 to ask some questions." Yvette quickly handed over her business card. Law and order in these remote places were quite chaotic, so she understood the woman's wariness.

The middle-aged woman glanced at the business card and immediately understood. "You're here for her daughter's case, right?"

"Yes, you're right." Yvette nodded.

The middle-aged woman sighed and said, "She's quite pitiful. Her daughter and husband are gone. Although they said that her husband committed suicide by jumping off a building, I think it was that foreigner and the boss who were to blame. You're lawyers. Can you prosecute them?"

The rape case garnered a lot of attention here.

They even thought that the girl's father committed suicide because he could not stand the slander, and this tragedy was because of that unscrupulous boss.

Shandra's expression was twisted, and her neck was stiff. She wanted to nod at the woman's question, but she was on Matysh's side, so she could bring herself to do so.

The interpreter froze too.

He dared not interpret what the middle-aged woman said to Ethan, lest he got angry.

"Why did you stop?" Ethan looked at the interpreter suspiciously. He could not understand their language.

"I'm done interpreting, Mr. Ethan," the interpreter said through gritted teeth. Ethan had always stood up for Matysh, so he was afraid that interpreting what the middle-aged lady said would trigger him.

Ethan frowned in disbelief.

Yvette realized that something was wrong, so she immediately stepped forward to continue the topic on the resident in Unit 601. "Ma'am, we came here today to ask her some questions. Can you pass on the message for us?"

They were not allowed to go up without the consent of the host family.

At this moment, the middle-aged woman suddenly remembered something and said, "Oh, Lisa. She's not home now. I saw her at the little milk tea shop on the corner of the street. She seemed to be talking to someone. She was also wearing a suit like you all. Why don't you go over and look for her there?"

Yvette looked at Shandra.

"Let's go." Shandra decided immediately.

Twins In Her Womb: Sir President Please Be Gentle Chapter 2845-Yvette nodded and asked, "Ms. Cullen, are we driving over there?"

"We'll walk. The driver can follow us." Shandra decided. She had been paying attention to the roadside conditions while she was on the way here.

There was a milk tea shop by the roadside, and she noticed it too.

"Alright." Yvette ran over to Shandra's car and talked to the driver.

She also translated Shandra's words and informed Ethan of the plan.

"Okay. Let's go." Ethan saw Shandra leading Yvette toward the intersection. Even though he was annoyed as to why they refused to get in the car, he still followed behind them.

The group arrived at the milk tea shop at the intersection in a grand and imposing manner.

There were several people sitting inside the milk tea shop. Shandra could tell at a glance who they were looking for.

The rest of the customers sitting there were young, except for the customers at that one particular table.

The person they were looking for was the man sitting across from the middle-aged woman.

Shandra slightly narrowed her eyes and recognized the man. It was Walter Long.

"Isn't that Mr. Long?" Yvette knew Walter, and she turned to look at Shandra after recognizing him.

Shandra and Walter were from the same university. Even though they were from different years, they had heard of each other.

Yvette knew about the relationship between the two. As she looked at Shandra's gaze, her astonishment turned into worry.

Shandra squinted her eyes as a hint of gloom flashed across them. Walter, of all people, took this case!

Shandra had just returned to the country. When she took this case, she did not make much of a fuss.

Walter had just returned to the country as well. How did he know? How did he manage to approach the victim's family so quickly?

Shandra remained rooted to the spot. She felt irritable and had the urge to light a cigarette!

However, it was not the right time to smoke now. She cleared her throat and looked at Ethan, who was full of confusion, beside her. Then, she explained, "He's Walter Long." "Walter Long?" muttered Ethan as he quickly ran the name through his mind. Then, he frowned and asked, "That's him?"

He knew Walter. He had a reputation in the international legal industry and was on par with Shandra, after all.

Ethan initially thought of asking Walter to help with Matysh's affairs. However, when he tried to look for him, he was told that Walter was still overseas and not taking on domestic cases at the moment.

Thus, he looked for Shandra instead.

Ethan looked at the man who turned him down when he was abroad. A flash of astonishment and gloom flashed across his eyes.

Walter declined their case and ended up becoming the lawyer for the opposing side.

If he were an ordinary lawyer, teaming up with Shandra would have a reasonable chance of getting Matysh acquitted.

However, if the opposing lawyer was someone like Walter...

Ethan had a feeling that Matysh was destined to be imprisoned this time. He only hoped that he and Shandra could work together to minimize the time Matysh would spend behind bars.

"Ms. Cullen, we..." Yvette's scalp tingled. She had heard about how deeply in love the couple used to be, but whenever they were in the same space now, it seemed like they could kill each other.

Their words clashed like swords, transforming their conversation into a colossal battlefield.

The human heart harbored a natural curiosity for gossip. However, Yvette did not want to confront such gossip when she was working under Shandra. When she noticed that Shandra was still staring intently at Walter, she suggested, "Ms. Cullen, should we go back to the car and rest for a while?"

They were already positioned on opposite sides, and it was not suitable for them to appear in front of the same client.

Walter, who was sitting in the milk tea shop, sensed that someone was looking at him. He turned around and looked in their direction.

A faint curve formed on the corner of his thin lips, and a casual look of surprise flickered in his eyes when he saw Shandra.

This was the first time he encountered Shandra since he returned to the country.

She was as elegant as ever in her well-fitted suit. Her eyebrows and eyes exuded a cold charm, and her lips were as vibrant as a spring flower. They were striking and assertive.

Walter's heart could not help but pound for her, but he maintained the same calm expression on his face.

"Why should we let Walter meet our client first?" asked Shandra as she straightened her posture and walked toward the milk tea shop.

The interpreter continued to relay Shandra's words.

Ethan furrowed his brows when he heard this. He could sense that Shandra was not very calm. However, when she strode into the milk tea shop alone, he had no choice but to follow behind her.

Walter silently watched Shandra enter. Before she could speak, he took the initiative, "Ms. Cullen, it’s been a long time."

He completely ignored Ethan, who was standing behind her.

Shandra ignored Walter and looked straight at the middle-aged woman sitting across from her. She spoke, "Ms. Clayton, I'm Ms. Cullen. My assistant scheduled a meeting with you yesterday."

Lisa furrowed her brows and glanced at Walter, then at Shandra.

She received a call yesterday from someone claiming to be from a lawyer. She thought it was the lawyer who would help her daughter in the lawsuit. It was only today, when she met Walter, that she realized the lawyer who had made an appointment with her yesterday was the representative lawyer for the unscrupulous boss who slandered her husband.

Lisa maintained a cold expression and said, "We have nothing to talk about."

Shandra frowned. She had encountered people who refused to communicate before, but she could usually persuade them to sit down and talk with just a few words.

However, the condition was that Walter was not there.

Shandra did not want to have even the slightest interaction with Walter. Thus, she waited for Yvette to speak up.

Yvette understood that Shandra was reluctant to talk to Watler. Hence, she quickly engaged with Lisa. "Ms. Clayton, I'm Yvette, the one who contacted you yesterday. We're truly sorry for your daughter's ordeal, and we don't mean any harm. We just want to understand the situation at that time."

Lisa snorted coldly with an unfriendly tone.

After she learned their identity, she immediately concluded from the depths of her heart that anyone helping Matysh in the lawsuit was not a good person.

Lisa replied, "I don't know much about it. I've already told Mr. Long. Although I'm Serena's mother, I can't possibly know what that beast did to her that night better than my daughter. If you'd like to know what she went through, you can just jump from a building and maybe you'll meet Serena. Then, you can ask her how desperate and heartbroken she was at that time. You can ask my husband too. You can ask him about the slander and pain he endured back then!"

Lisa could no longer contain her emotions as she became increasingly agitated. She did not understand why, as fellow citizens of A City, Shandra would actually defend such a beast like Matysh in court.

As Shandra listened to Lisa's impassioned words, her expression darkened as she slowly turned her gaze toward Walter.

Walter understood what it meant when he met her gaze.

Shandra thought Walter had said something to Lisa, which was why Lisa was so vehemently against them!

However, the truth was, he had only talked to Lisa to gather some information without saying anything to provoke her emotions.

As a lawyer, he chose to approach Lisa today under the assumption that Shandra would also be speaking with her. However, he was indeed working on the defense case.

Lisa's heightened emotions caught him by surprise, yet it also fell right into his anticipated scenario.

Twins In Her Womb: Sir President Please Be Gentle Chapter 2846-Walter's eyes revealed a hint of innocence. Lisa had gone through a nightmare. No matter how many years had passed, there was no way the pain in her heart could be soothed.

Shandra knew that.

Yvette had faced clients with such intense emotions before. She attempted to comfort Lisa, saying, "Ms. Clayton, we understand how you feel..."

Before she could finish her sentence, Lisa launched into a barrage of verbal abuse. "What do you know? Do you even understand the agony of seeing your loved ones pass away? Or the pain of being cursed and mocked after losing a husband and child? Do you understand the sudden disasters that have befallen my life and how difficult these past few years have been for me? Can you understand that?”

Yvette stood there, stunned.

"My husband used to have a decent job. My family wasn't wealthy, but we were comfortable. Now, look at the kind of life I've been living. That foreigner harmed my daughter. Not only did that heartless boss of my husband slander him, but he also made us pay a large sum of money. I'm currently living in a rundown apartment where the roof leaks when it rains. And yet, the landlord refuses to repair it. Every time it rains, I have to use a basin to catch the water. Have you ever experienced such days? If you haven't, don't tell me you understand my feelings!" Lisa's voice trembled with anger as her eyes turned red.

The people around them were all watching them.

Everyone in this small town knew who Lisa was because of the discussions on the internet, so no one came forward to help Yvette.

Yvette stood there, her face turning red from Lisa's barrage of words. Even though she was not the villain, it still managed to make her cheeks flush with embarrassment.

Although a lawyer's profession did not place them on a moral high ground to help people, and they were just acting according to the law, Lisa's accusations were completely justified.

Yvette felt like she was an unforgivable criminal at this moment.

However, she could not say anything.

As Shandra watched what happened, she had no choice but to say to Walter, "We have some questions to ask the person involved."

The words that remained unspoken were meant to ask him to leave.

Walter understood Shandra's way of doing things. Even though her client was in the wrong and she was being verbally attacked right now, she could still calmly attempt to communicate with the other party.

She needed to gather clues that would benefit her client.

Walter raised his hands, indicating that Lisa's emotions had nothing to do with him. The corners of his thin lips curved up slightly higher as he said, "As you wish, Ms. Cullen. I've finished talking to her."

Shandra glared at him. Even though he said they were finished, he remained seated, showing no intention of moving.

"Mr. Long, your presence here is against the rules," Shandra coldly reminded him.

Lisa, who had yet to calm down, interjected with a sarcastic remark, "You're defending that foreigner, and it's against the rules for you to interact with me. Perhaps you're intentionally planning to make

mistakes in court and get that scum sentenced to even more years? If that's the case, I'm willing to cooperate with you. Otherwise, please just get your *ss out of here."

The death penalty was enforced in A City.

However, despite Lisa's hatred for what Matysh had done, his crime did not meet the criteria for the death penalty. Hence, no matter what, Matysh would only be sentenced to imprisonment.

The interpreter standing beside them reluctantly conveyed Lisa's message verbatim to Ethan.

Ethan's face darkened. His gaze turned even more menacing. If this woman were in Russia, the Abaza family would surely have dealt with her.

If it were not for Shandra's prior warning to not act recklessly and to be mentally prepared for the involved party's emotions to go wild, Ethan might have slapped her in the face.

"Our job as lawyers follows regulations. Everything is done according to the law. Ms. Clayton, you may choose not to cooperate with us, but please mind your language." Shandra's face darkened.

She had always been a patient person.

However, she could not tolerate what Lisa said to her in front of Walter this time.

With red eyes, Lisa angrily pointed at the door of the milk tea shop and yelled, "F*ck off!"

Shandra's beautiful face turned cold as ice. She stood there, looking at Walter instead of Lisa.

It was normal for him to meet Lisa as her representative lawyer.

However, he deliberately chose today to meet her, making Shandra suspicious that he did it on purpose. The anger on her face was subtly visible as she recalled the past.

Ever since she broke up with Walter, they had been at odds with each other in everything.

His consistent victories in court cases only fueled her growing sense of frustration and annoyance.

Yvette, who stood beside them, vaguely felt that Shandra's plan for today was unlikely to succeed. As she saw Shandra standing there tall and straight, she could not help but suggest, "Ms. Cullen, why don't we go back to the hotel first?"

Yvette had considered the long journey and the possibility of not being able to finish everything Shandra wanted to do in one day before coming here. That was why she booked five rooms in a hotel nearby.

Shandra shot a glance at Yvette. She noticed her exasperated expression as well as the gazes of the people around them. Her powerful and confident voice rang out again, directed at Lisa this time. "Ms. Clayton, although I'm Mr. Matysh's lawyer, I'm simply doing what a lawyer should do no matter what he has done. I'm sorry for what you've been through, but I also hope that you'll cooperate with us. I'll be back."

After that, she turned around and walked away.

As she stepped out of the milk tea shop, a person who stood at the entrance sneered and said, "Why bother saying so much? Just get lost already. Lawyers defending scumbags like that don't even deserve to be called lawyers. They're worse than animals."

The expression on Shandra's face grew even more unpleasant. She had defended numerous people before, both victims and suspects.

With every skeptical inquiry, she forged an unbreakable resolve. She learned that her mood could not be swayed by such ignorant remarks.

However, with Walter present this time, Shandra felt herself losing composure. Even with her back turned to him, she could sense the playful gaze behind her, pricking at every inch of her spine.

Shandra could feel her back burning intensely. She took a deep breath, deciding to ignore it and leave.

However, what Lisa said earlier seemed to have flipped a switch in the milk tea shop. Everyone pointed at Shandra, hurling insults at her.

They said she should not be defending a criminal like this.

She was a citizen of A City, so she should be working for the benefit of them...

Those words echoed in Shandra's ears. She straightened her posture stubbornly and walked toward where the car was parked.

Yvette hurriedly walked to the side of the car and opened the door for Shandra. Even though she did not want to admit it, they were like a defeated army, retreating from the scene in a hurry.

Walter watched Shandra's determined figure from behind until she got into the car. She did not turn around or offer any explanation to the people in the milk tea shop.

"Pfft. Women like her shouldn't even be in A City." The milk tea shop owner could not help but scoff. He glanced at Walter once again, believing that Walter was a great lawyer that the A Citizens deserved.

Twins In Her Womb: Sir President Please Be Gentle Chapter 2848-Ethan put on a stern expression, attempting to make Shandra pay more attention to Matysh's case. "Ms. Cullen, this is something that others wouldn't be able to handle, but I believe in your abilities. I hope you won't let Mr. Matysh down after he puts his trust in you."

After that, Ethan glanced at his room key. Without waiting for Shandra's response, he headed toward his room on his own.

Ethan swiped the card and pushed the door open. He immediately frowned in disgust.

This hotel was far below his expectations. It was nowhere near the standard of the hotel that Luke had booked for them before.

Ethan even believed that the hotel Luke had booked for them could not match his status, let alone the one Yvette had arranged for them now.

He looked toward Shandra but refrained from expressing his disappointment.

Shandra's expression was cold, and her brows were slightly furrowed, expressing her dissatisfaction with what he said earlier.

Ethan walked straight into his room and closed the door.

Yvette let out a sigh. "Ms. Cullen, how is that even possible..."

Even if the invincible Walter were to defend Matysh, such a thing could not be accomplished.

That was really far-fetched...

"Don't mind him. Let's focus on our own tasks," replied Shandra while she looked around for her room and swiped the card to enter.

She did not mind the low hotel rating since she was here for work, not for a vacation.

After Shandra entered her room, Yvette followed suit and entered her own room. Before closing the door, she glanced at the room opposite, where Ethan was staying.

She could not help but roll her eyes when she recalled what Ethan had said earlier.

'You don't want him to go to jail? Then he shouldn't have committed a crime in the first place!’

Meanwhile, downstairs at the business hotel, Walter was checking in.

He had already made a reservation for the hotel when he planned to come yesterday, but when he arrived and saw two cars parked in the outdoor parking lot, he realized that Shandra was also staying at this hotel.

How could their connection be so easily severed?

Walter's mood brightened a little. He was not in a good mood after he heard the owner of the milk tea shop speak ill of Shandra.

However, the misunderstandings people had about the legal profession were not something that could be cleared up in just a day or two. That was why he did not bother explaining.

Now that he knew he was staying in the same hotel as Shandra, his mood improved even more.

After checking in at the hotel front desk, Walter contacted his assistant.

Shandra was still working with her previous assistant while he had a new assistant. He did not bring his assistant along with him today. He had him continue handling documents at the law firm in A City.

After Walter contacted his assistant, he asked him to help in organizing some of his work materials.

The scene at the milk tea shop was no longer of concern to him, and he did not continue dwelling on his displeasure.

As the night wore on, the hustle and bustle of A City gradually subsided, returning to tranquility.

Rain and Anita sat in a black car, waiting for everything to be quiet again.

"Ms. Rain, it's about time." Anita glanced at the road conditions outside. There were only a few cars left on the road. Even the youngsters who were reluctant to go home had dispersed, and the nightclubs were preparing to close.

"Yeah." Rain yawned and looked at Mandy, who was still drowsy, through the rearview mirror.

Her original plan was to deliver Mandy to the police station within two days and leave her there. However, she did not expect the 'evidence' on Mandy to fade so slowly.

The marks on her bound hands and feet that were caused by her intense struggle took several days to disappear.

Rain sat up straight and asked Anita, who had been taking care of Mandy all this while, "Are you sure all the marks on her body have disappeared?"

She did not want the police to think that Mandy had been coerced into making those statements. It would only invite trouble after what they had done.

Even though they had the recording as additional evidence, their time was precious, and they could not waste it dealing with police investigations.

"Yes. They're all gone. If she tells the police that she got kidnapped, they definitely won't believe her," affirmed Anita. Although she was reluctant to take care of Mandy, she was meticulous in her work.

Before they set off for the police station, they drugged Mandy again. Only after confirming that she was fine did they carry her into the car and head toward the police station.

"Alright. Drive and drop her off at the entrance of the police station," instructed Rain.

"Yes, Ms. Rain." The man sitting in the driver's seat started the car engine and headed toward the police station.

An on-duty police officer was in the security booth at the entrance of the police station, seeking shelter from the wind and dozing off. Suddenly, he heard a noise, followed by the sound of a speeding car.

He instantly became alert and pushed open the door of the security booth, only to see a woman lying at the entrance of the police station.

The police officer quickly informed his colleagues.

After a while, Mandy was carried into the police station.

The police officers were dumbfounded as they looked at Mandy, who was unconscious. What happened?

An unconscious woman was abandoned at the entrance of the police station? She had no visible injuries. She was breathing and had a pulse. Her attire was intact too. She was dropped off by a car and carried into the police station, yet she still had not woken up.

This was the first time they had encountered such a situation.

Francis Brown, a police officer who was slightly older in age, keenly noticed a corner of paper sticking out of the woman's pocket. He stroked his chin and asked the young police officer beside him, "Did you inform the chief?"

"I've informed him. He's on his way." The young police officer nodded. It was late at night, and waking up their chief had surely put him in a bad mood.

However, given the circumstances, the chief had to be present!

"This is outrageous. Call an ambulance and take pictures of this woman's appearance. We should also run a comparison in the system to confirm her identity." Francis, being an experienced officer, took charge and made some arrangements. Then, he put on forensic gloves and took out the envelope.

He was worried about damaging any fingerprints on it.

After reading the contents of the envelope, Francis' expression changed. He set the envelope aside and started searching the woman's clothes.

It was indeed inappropriate for a male police officer to conduct a search on an unconscious woman.

However, the other police officers did not say anything either. They knew that Francis dared not behave improperly in front of so many people.

"Officer Brown, what are you looking for?" asked the young police officer. He noticed the man's actions and assumed that he was searching for something.

"There's a letter. Put on gloves before you take a look. Don't damage the fingerprints on it," said Francis. He found a small memory card in the right pocket of Mandy's pants.

Then, he said to the other police officers, "This woman may be involved in some wrongdoing related to Mr. Norman's case. Make sure the doctors keep her in the detention ward when we take her to the hospital later."

The look on the police officers' faces grew more serious.

"Officer Brown, are you sure about that?" asked one of the officers. They had already identified a foreigner as the suspect in Mr. Norman's case. How could this young woman be involved in it?

Could this case potentially involve more people?

Moreover, what role did this young woman play in all of this? Francis did not explain it clearly, leaving the minds of others to wander in a certain direction.

Twins In Her Womb: Sir President Please Be Gentle Chapter 2849-In the face of the skepticism from the other officers on duty, a shadow of unease clouded Francis' countenance. He was aware that they had misunderstood. He picked up the memory card and said, "Let's see what's inside this to find out the answer. It’s all written in the letter. So, put away your filthy thoughts and read the letter before you say anything."

The other police officers gathered around when they heard what he said.

One of them, who wore gloves, held the letter, and the others stood around him, briefly going through the words on the paper before turning around to look at the woman.

The police officers were all on the same page, their thoughts aligned.

If what the letter said was true, they might have another person to interrogate this time.

Soon, the officers on duty started to take action.

Mandy, who was still unconscious, was immediately taken by an ambulance to the hospital and sent to the detention ward for examination. Two officers on duty accompanied her and stood guard at the hospital.

Meanwhile, at the police station, after Francis waited for the chief police officer to arrive, he handed him the memory card.

"Is this the evidence?" asked the police chief as he looked at the memory card. Francis had briefly explained the situation to him while he was on his way to the police station.

"Yes, we haven't checked it yet. We were waiting for you," replied Francis. This matter involved Jack Norman. He dared not to handle it himself. Hence, he waited for the police chief to return before taking any further action.

The police chief handed the memory card to a young police officer and instructed, "Copy the contents."

"Yes, Sir," replied the young officer before he immediately went to carry out his instructions.

"Brown, let's go and check the surveillance," the police chief said to Francis, pointing at the surveillance room. The area surrounding the police station was a veritable haven for surveillance equipment, with cameras stationed at every corner.

Someone had dumped a person at the entrance of the police station, and by looking at the surveillance footage, they should be able to find out who did it.

That was what the police chief thought. Therefore, he led Francis to the police station's surveillance

room.

The moment they asked the officer on duty to pull up the footage, the police chief could not help but frown.

Francis also exclaimed in surprise, "Chief, the other party covered the license plate. Perhaps we can find their final destination if we follow the surveillance all the way."

The police chief clenched his fist and watched as the black car sped by. He could not help but murmur, "How cunning."

Francis nodded in agreement. He had a feeling that the other party's careful planning might make it difficult for them to track them.

Although A City was a bustling metropolis, there were still blind spots in surveillance coverage everywhere.

If they drove the car to a blind spot in the surveillance and then switched vehicles or simply left A City, it would be challenging to track them.

The other party would have taken every possible precaution to avoid investigation.

The police chief patted the officer on duty and said, "Track the vehicle all the way and see where they're headed."

"Yes, Sir," replied the officer on duty.

Just then, the police chief's phone vibrated. He glanced at it and said, "Brown, come with me. Let's go to my office."

"Yes, Chief." Francis reckoned that the contents inside the memory card had already been extracted.

The two of them walked into the police chief's office. The young police officer saw them and respectfully said, "Chief, there are two audio clips in the memory card, and they've been copied to your computer."

"Good. We'll hand the memory card over to the judicial department and let them see if they can find any useful evidence," said the police chief. The evidence he was talking about was referring to something like fingerprints.

"Yes, Sir!" The young police officer saluted and left the police chief's office.

The police chief sat in his office chair and saw the two audio clips. He felt a slight nervousness as this case was related to the Norman family. They were the victims, so there were many people paying attention to it.

"Chief, let's listen to the clips and find out what really happened. If there are other people involved, we need to take action in the morning." Francis understood the police chief's concerns.

"Alright." The police chief nodded and played the recordings.

The two audio clips were not long, but the conversations were quite captivating.

The conversation in one of the clips was in a foreign language. Thus, the police chief opened a translating software on his computer and furrowed his brows after translating the audio.

"Brown, did you find the name Leia familiar?"

"Yes... Mr. Norman's adopted daughter is named Leia Norman," Francis recalled. When they went to the hospital to take statements, the officer in charge looked helpless and said that Leia had been uncooperative throughout the process.

Leia seemed terrified. She spoke incoherently, and they could not get any useful information from her.

"Things are getting complicated. We need to inform Mr. Norman and confirm Leia's identity before arresting anyone in the morning." This gave the police chief a headache. If Leia was also one of the masterminds behind this, it would be a classic case of biting the hand that fed you.

Jack and Queenie raised Leia wholeheartedly, yet this was how she treated them...

She was even more ruthless and cold-blooded than a venomous snake!

"Yes, Sir!" Francis received the chief's instructions and knew what to do. He could not help but wonder how Leia had managed to surprise them like this.

Jack and his wife could not have done anything to deserve such treatment from Leia, right? Those who could treat their adoptive parents this way were either not biologically related to them or did not have a close relationship with them.

After leaving the police chief's office, Francis began preparing some documents. Once Leia's identity was confirmed, they would be ready to take action during daylight.

The police station immediately became a bustling place with everyone busy with their work. Many of the officers on duty had little time to rest as they sprang into action.

This matter had not yet alarmed Jack and the others, nor had it caught the attention of the news media.

Dawn slowly broke.

At Norman Residence, Surabaya sat up on the sofa and glanced at the phone beside her. There was an unread message.

She opened it and saw that it was a message from Anita, informing her that she had delivered the audio files related to Mandy to the police station.

Surabaya smiled lazily. After spending so many days at Norman Residence, things were finally being resolved. novelbin

She glanced at the doorway to Leia's bedroom. Leia had continued to cause a ruckus for the past few days, but no one paid her any attention.

Leia seemed to have endless energy. She woke up every day and started cursing people. Surabaya estimated that Leia's physical condition was not as weak as she portrayed it. Otherwise, how could she still have so much energy after being confined for so many days?

Surabaya quickly freshened herself up in the bathroom upstairs. She was in a great mood. If nothing unexpected happened, her work here would be done today, and she could go back.

She would not have to listen to Leia's tumultuous cursing anymore. She even felt that the world would appear exquisitely beautiful in the embrace of serenity.

After that, Surabaya returned to her original spot, where she sat still and stared at the watch on her wrist, silently counting down the time.

"Ten, nine... two, one."

As soon as the time was up, a loud thud came from inside as Leia forcefully kicked the door.

For the past few days, the first thing Leia did after waking up was kick the door and vent her dissatisfaction. It was only after she was completely awake would she start cursing people.

Surabaya was very familiar with her behavior and actions. After all, Leia had been like this for some time now, as if it was an ingrained habit developed over the years.

Twins In Her Womb: Sir President Please Be Gentle Chapter 2850-After a while, Leia's voice could be heard from the bedroom.

“Surabaya, you b*tch. Are you still there?"

Surabaya could hear the tiredness in Leia's voice.

She heard from the Norman family's maid that Leia would previously only get up at noon if she did not have any important plans.

Locking her up like this actually helped with her sleep schedule.

Surabaya rubbed her chin in thought. Leia's new habit of going to bed early and getting up early was probably to prepare her for the future.

Jack had a copy of the audio clips too.

With the tangible evidence, Jack managed to persuade Queenie to let go of this matter and leave it to the police and the judge.

Jack even told Queenie that it was for Leia's own good.

Leia's circumstances were not that bad, so she would be able to turn over a new leaf in there.

After Queenie found out what Leia had done, she agreed. She knew that Leia had become who she was today because of her coddling. Now, she no longer had the strength or the ability to control Leia anymore.

After listening to the clips, Queenie knew that if Leia could do something like this once, she would be able to do it a second time.

Surabaya put an end to her train of thought and lazily said to the irritable person inside, "Ms. Norman, breakfast hasn't been delivered yet, so don't worry."

"How long are you going to keep me locked up?" Leia sat on a chair behind the door while pressing on her twitching eyelid.

She had a nightmare last night, and her right eyelid had been twitching since she woke up today.

She got so flustered that she did not curse after hearing Surabaya's voice. Instead, she just asked in a bad tone.

Surabaya raised her eyebrows outside the door. Why was Leia not cursing today?

"How would I know that? If Mr. Norman calms down, he might let you out." As soon as she said that, she saw the maid bringing breakfast.

"I'm not feeling well. I need to see a doctor." Leia rolled her eyes when she picked up the lightness in Surabaya's voice.

What was she so happy about?

Leia thought of the dream she had last night and had a feeling that something bad was happening.

"You're not feeling well?" Surabaya glanced at the maid and nodded. "Please inform the family doctor that Ms. Norman is not feeling well and have him come over."

"Yes, Ms. Surabaya. Here's your breakfast, and this is Ms. Norman's breakfast and medicine." The maid gently placed the tray on the coffee table beside her. "I'll go inform the doctor now."

The Norman family's doctor was originally assigned to Old Master Norman and Old Mrs. Norman. He was highly skilled in medicine and also served the Norman family.

Leia, who was sitting behind the door, heard the maid's words and shouted impatiently, "I want to go to the hospital!"

If she wanted to escape, she could only go to the hospital instead of having the family doctor come to her.

Besides, the family doctor worked for Jack too.

Even if the family doctor knew that she was being locked up by Jack, he would not say a word. With Surabaya here, Leia might not be able to escape even if the bedroom door was open.

She could not help but feel anxious at the thought of this.

The maid was startled. Then, she asked Surabaya with her eyes, 'Should we send her to the hospital?'

If that were the case, they would have to call an ambulance.

Surabaya shook her head, indicating that she did not need to call an ambulance. Then, she said, "Ms. Norman, from your voice, it sounds like you're still full of energy. You don't seem like you have any serious discomfort. Let's wait for the family doctor to come and give you a check-up before we decide whether or not you should go to the hospital."

Leia gritted her teeth behind the door.

The maid hurried downstairs to call the family doctor afterward.

Queenie was sitting on the sofa, unclear of what was going on upstairs. When the maid came down in a hurry, she thought something happened. "What's wrong?"

"Ms. Norman said that she's not feeling well, so Ms. Surabaya said to call the family doctor," said the maid as she picked up the landline beside her to call the family doctor.

Queenie stood up anxiously. "Is she sick?"

The maid held the receiver of the phone and thought for a while. Ultimately, she agreed to Surabaya's words and answered, "I'm not sure, but Ms. Norman doesn't sound sick."

Queenie frowned, worried sick.

"Mrs. Norman, let's wait until Dr. Cairn gets here," said the maid. When he picked up the call, she told him about the situation and hung up after he agreed to come.

"I'm a little worried. This won't do. I need to inform my husband," said Queenie. Jack had accumulated a lot of work, so he had to get up early every single day to go to work at the provincial government office.

She picked up her phone and called Jack.

“Dear, Leia said that she's not feeling well, and I'm afraid that something might happen to her. Can you come back?" Queenie said immediately after the call was connected.

She was genuinely worried as Leia's health was not in good condition.

Jack's voice could be heard from the other end. "Don't worry about her."

"What if she really is sick?" Queenie knew what Jack was thinking, but it was better to be safe than sorry.

"Then she'll have to bear it." Jack was still as cruel as ever. If he granted Leia's wish and sent her to the hospital, she might run away. Luke had already sent him a message to inform him that the person who had worked with her to bring down Luca and the Norman family had already been sent to the police station, and all the evidence had been submitted as well.

Therefore, the police may take action today.

"Dear, nothing will happen with Surabaya watching." Queenie sighed as she wanted to send Leia to the hospital for a check-up.

During this period when Leia had been locked up, she had not gone upstairs as she was afraid that she would feel sorry for her.

She did not even know how Leia was doing.

"Do you know the consequences if Leia escapes from the hospital?" Jack's tone became sterner.

Sensing his seriousness, Queenie did not know what to say. She was taken aback, and she guessed that Jack was angry because of her soft-hearted ness.

Before he went to work today, she even promised him that no matter what Leia did, she would not be swayed.

She had promised him with a smile on her face.

"Dear, I'm afraid something might happen to her in her room..." Queenie explained timidly. Even if she knew that there was no hope left for Leia, she did not want anything bad to happen to her.

"All the evidence has been handed over to the police, so they'll come to the house today. If Leia goes to the hospital now and escapes, she'll become a fugitive." Jack could only say this much.

After being with him for so long, Queenie knew that the law in A City was not tolerant of fugitives. Leia would not be pardoned even if she was sick, and her sentence of one year would turn into two or three years.

If she really escaped, the consequences would be grave.

"So soon?" Queenie gasped in bewilderment.

Although she had mentally prepared herself for Leia's arrest, she still had mixed feelings when she found out that the police were coming.