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Twins In Her Womb: Sir President Please Be Gentle Chapter 3091-Luke wondered how many people from the Island of Despair were still lurking around him. They certainly were not important people to him, but they were tasked with monitoring his work and life. Since they were not particularly important, he would not bother investigating their backgrounds thoroughly.

At the same time, he thought about the flawless new identity Abel gave Luca. There was not a single flaw in her background check. There was not even the slightest issue during verification.

If it were not for his sharp intuition and his familiarity with Luca, he would not have paid much attention to her at first.

Considering Luca's perfectly forged background, Luke knew that even if he investigated, he might not be able to uncover each of those people one by one.

His life had long been under Abel's surveillance.

Luke sat up.

Luca was not deeply asleep. The moment Luke sat up, she woke up and looked at him with sleepy eyes. "Luke?" "Shh, I'm going to do something," whispered Luke.

Back then, Luca would have definitely held onto him. She would worry about what dangerous thing he was about to do.

When Luca heard that Luke was going to do something now, she sat up and watched him get out of bed. She asked in a soft voice, "Is it dangerous? I'll go with you."

Previously, she was a burden to him, but things were different now.

Even if they were going to do something dangerous, she could protect herself and Luke at the same time. Luca believed in her abilities.

Luke shook his head. "I'm going downstairs to turn on the infrared alarm."

Luca frowned. She knew the alarm system here was advanced. Why was it turned off?

This place was considered a tourist spot, and the house had always attracted various architects who came to make visits. That was why a layer of infrared alarms was installed on the outer wall of the house.

Normally, if someone tried to climb in, it would trigger the infrared alarm, which would also send a notification to the homeowner's phone. With a press of a button, they could alert the authorities immediately.

“Alright, be careful." Luca thought of Stan Muller.

There was no one else here, and neither she nor Luke would turn off the infrared alarm. That meant it could only be done by Stan.

Moreover, the alarm would become ineffective during a power outage. However, once power was restored, it would restart.

Therefore, even though the infrared alarm would turn off due to a power outage, as long as electricity returned, it would be on again.

There was no possibility of Stan forgetting to turn it back on after a power outage. Hence, Stan must have intentionally turned it off. Luke opened the bedroom door and walked out.

He had designed the layout of this house, so he knew exactly where each room was. He went downstairs and found the control room.

Using his phone's flashlight as a torch, Luke quickly found the main unit controlling the infrared alarm. He glanced up along the wires.

All the switches for the sockets were turned off. It was not only the switch for the infrared alarm but the switch for the surveillance cameras were turned off as well.

Luke's eyes darkened. It seemed that Stan had turned them off after they went to bed.

Before they went to bed, Luke had shown Luca the device invented by Adrian, which still displayed the surveillance in the house. Luke turned on all the switches. When all the devices were connected to the power source, they started running.

Luke did not linger. He quickly left and returned upstairs.

Luca was sitting on the bed. When she saw Luke return safely, she let out a sigh of relief and asked, "Is it turned on again?"

"Yes, everything's on. Not only the infrared alarm was turned off, but all the indoor surveillance was turned off too. I've restarted them all," replied Luke before he sat on the bed again.

He picked up his phone and explained the situation to Gale. Gale said they had changed their strategy and left the house before the infrared alarm was activated. Luke trusted his abilities. That was why he did not say anything.novelbin

Luca leaned her head on Luke's shoulder, reading the conversation between Luke and Gale on the phone. That was when she realized Luke had arranged for Gale to move the medicinal herbs from the trunk.

Even if Abel’s men came, they would not be able to find the herbs.

Even though Abel might still suspect her, there was not much he could do without evidence.

Luca let out a sigh of relief. "I didn't know you made such an arrangement."

“I'm here with you. You can rest well. Everything will be fine," replied Luke as he placed his phone on the bedside table.

"But something will definitely happen tonight," said Luca. Since Stan turned off the surveillance, it was inevitable that something would happen.

"Don't worry, Gale will give them a nice surprise,” replied Luke.

"Alright..." Even though Luca initially thought there was no benefit in confronting Abel head-on, she realized Luke must have thought everything through.

She just waited quietly for the situation to unfold.

"Get more sleep,” suggested Luke.

"Okay." Luca nodded and lay down, snuggling closer to him.

Luke hugged her gently, patting her shoulder. "I'm right here with you. Nothing's going to happen. Relax." "Mmm." Luca caught a whiff of his scent and slowly closed her eyes.

However, she knew something would definitely happen tonight. She was no longer counting on luck to get them through. That was why she was very worried.

Thus, she did not truly fall asleep but just rested with her eyes closed. After more than an hour, the infrared alarm in the house went off. Luke and Luca opened their eyes at the same time.

"They're here," Luke's tone was grim as he said to Luca. "We need to play this out fully. | have to go downstairs and check. Stay safe upstairs."

Luca nodded, knowing that the intruders were definitely from the Island of Despair. She could not step forward at the moment, so she sat on the bed. After watching Luke leave, the sound of his footsteps grew fainter and fainter until she could not hear them anymore. The content is on noveldrama.org! Read the latest chapter there!

Feeling uneasy, Luca decided not to sit on the bed anymore. She walked over to the couch and sat down, anxiously waiting for news from Luke.

The moment the alarm went off, Luke and Luca were not the only ones who reacted. Stan also reacted immediately.

His heart skipped a beat as he sat up and looked at the notification on his phone and heard the loud noise coming from outside. He could not help but say to himself, ‘This is bad.’ The content is on noveldrama.org! Read the latest chapter there!

Indeed, it was bad. Stan had turned off all the alarms and surveillance before going to bed. Even after lying down, he had sat up to confirm once more that they were off before going to sleep peacefully. The content is on noveldrama.org! Read the latest chapter there!

After all, the message he received had instructed him to turn off the surveillance and alarm. Why was the alarm ringing?

Stan quickly put on his clothes. When he was about to go to the control room to check, he bumped into Luke just as he stepped out of the butler's quarters.

"Mr. Crawford," Stan exclaimed in surprise. "| heard the alarm go off, so | came downstairs to check. What's going on?" asked Luke.

“Perhaps some small animal crawled up the wall and tripped the alarm. I'll go turn it off," Stan smiled and explained.

Twins In Her Womb: Sir President Please Be Gentle Chapter 3095-"If you're willing to tell the truth, I'll take the needle out,” murmured Luca. She knew how much pain Stan was enduring, but she also knew that this amount of pain would not kill anyone.

Stan listened to Luca's words, but the pain made it impossible for him to think. At the same time, he dared not to compromise. He just kept saying, "It hurts, it hurts so much. Oh, it hurts. Help. It's killing me…"

Stan screamed wildly, but Luca paid no attention.

The soundproofing in this old mansion was done very well. Even though the alarm outside could be heard from the inside, the sounds from inside could not easily transmit to the outside because they had already closed all the doors and windows of the house.

Now, they were essentially in a sealed space.

Stan continued to scream in agony for several minutes.

Luke grew increasingly impatient and muttered, "I really want to shut him up."

Luca reminded him helplessly, "Just one needle can make him mute, but if we do that, how can we make him confess?" Luke nodded. Stan still needed him to talk. That was why he did not ask Luca to make Stan shut up.

Luca's gaze fell back on Stan. She was not the type to resort to coercion.

However, this time, Stan had put her and Luke in a dangerous situation. If she did not act, she would feel sorry for herself and Luke.

Fortunately, Luke was prepared this time. If they were not prepared, they might have already been discovered by Abel, and their daughter would have been in danger.

As Luca thought about their daughter, she pulled out another needle and pricked it directly into Stan's stomach. "Ah!" Stan let out a piercing scream. Luca said coldly, "Still not talking?"

Stan writhed in pain, but his limbs were tied, so he could only awkwardly shift into various positions on the bed as he tried to curl up.

Luca warned, "If the third needle goes in, it'll only get worse. Are you still refusing to talk?"

"I'll talk, I'll talk!" Stan immediately replied.

Luca's hand that was holding the needle paused. She looked at the person in front of her indifferently. "Go on." Luke looked at Luca in front of him. Even though he found her somewhat unfamiliar, he was not surprised. Luca had been on the Island of Despair for more than three years, and she had changed a lot.

She became like this because she was forced to.

If Luca had continued to be weak on the Island of Despair, the enemies would have been cruel to her and their daughter. Luca had to protect their daughter and herself.

Hence, she became what she was now. Luke felt sorry for her but could not do anything about it.

Luca did all this without an expression on her face.

Her strength and ruthlessness toward the enemy made Luke’s heart break even more.

It was his failure to protect Luca that led her to her current state.

Luke felt guilty deep inside…

Stan slowly spoke up, "I-I don't know who my superior is. | was arranged to work here by my nephew."

Stan spoke intermittently due to the pain. Luca removed one needle and left one to ensure Stan continued telling the truth.

“Back then, | was looking for a job as a butler, and one of my nephews found out about it. He recommended me to work here, claiming that he could help me forge a resume to impress the employer and get me hired.

“But he also had a condition for his help—I had to occasionally assist him with some small tasks, which | couldn't refuse…" With one needle removed, Stan sped up a little.

The pain persisted, but it was not as intense as before. "Who's your nephew?" Luca could not help but ask. Stan looked like a powerless middle-aged man, so Luca had her doubts about him being associated with the Island of Despair.

The Island of Despair was not just any organization. Even the middle-aged folks there were skilled in combat, their skills far surpassing most outsiders.

Even a boxing champion might not stand a chance against them. While Luca suspected Stan's ties to the Island of Despair, she did not entirely rule out the possibility. After all, anything was possible.

For instance, what if Stan was really good at putting on a show? "My nephew's name is Gerald. | don't know if he's part of any organization. This whole thing was his idea," explained Stan. "Details," Luke said in a calm voice.

"Ouch…" Stan winced in pain. He regretted following his nephew's instructions and shutting off the infrared alarm. If he had not done that, he would not be suffering like this.

He had worked for the Crawford family for so many years, and he had never made a mistake. Even though his credentials were forged, that did not matter much. Wealthy families like the Crawfords valued the bond between masters and their helpers.

Now, Stan regretted It all. He never imagined there to be such tricks. Not only would he lose his job, but his life might also be in danger.

When Luca saw him genuinely struggling with the pain, she slightly withdrew the needle. She did not entirely remove it but pulled it back just enough to lessen the pain.

Stan watched her and finally let out a sigh of relief. He could handle this level of pain.

Thus, he went on to explain in detail, "My nephew said he knew you guys were coming, so he asked me to keep an eye on you. He wanted me to see if you moved anything out of the car or if you had touched the car after coming back. The content is on NovelDrama.Org! Read the latest chapter there!

"He mentioned that there's something valuable in your car, and he's been a bit tight on cash lately, so he wanted to borrow it… Um, steal it. He wanted me to turn off the surveillance cameras and alarm before going to bed, but | refused. The content is on NovelDrama.Org! Read the latest chapter there!

"Then, he threatened me, saying if | didn't do what he said, he'd spill the beans about the forged resume. | had no choice. Truth is, I've always taken good care of things in the house. This is the first time he's asked me to do something like this. The content is on NovelDrama.Org! Read the latest chapter there!

"| was confused and scared, so | caved in. It's all my fault. Mr. Crawford, please don't involve the cops. I've really messed up…" As Luca listened to Stan's confession, she exchanged a glance with Luke. It was likely that Stan's words were true.

Luke suddenly remembered Stan's phone. He took it out, pressed it against Stan's thumb, and successfully unlocked it. He pulled up the call log.

Indeed, he had several calls with someone whose contact was saved as 'Nephew’' today.

Stan had also spoken with that person at night.

This confirmed what Stan had just said.

Luke looked at him with a cold gaze and said, "I'm going to call him now. Keep your mouth shut and don't say a word." Stan blinked his eyes.

Luca, who was worried that Stan would say something, held a pillow over his mouth.

Stan did not make a sound because he was aware that even if his nephew knew about his current situation, he would not come to rescue him.

Instead, it would only give his nephew a chance to escape. Hence, Stan now realized that only by obeying Luke's orders did he have a chance of survival. Luke dialed the number.

After several rings, the call was connected.

Twins In Her Womb: Sir President Please Be Gentle Chapter 3096-"Is there any point in trying?" Luca looked at Luke. Her eyes regained some focus.

“Of course. Perform the same dry needling technique you performed earlier on him. See if it wakes him up." Luke held her hand tightly, giving her strength.

Luca felt the strength in his grip and nodded firmly.

“Luca, you're the only one who can save him now," said Luke. He asked her to pull herself together. "If you give up too, he won't wake up."

"I'll save him…" Luca took a deep breath and took out the remaining needles. Once again, she pricked Stan's face and head.

"Ugh…" When the final needle was pricked, Stan let out a muffled groan. He appeared to be in great pain. He kept his eyes closed and was murmuring, "Ouch, it hurts."

Luca took a deep breath, feeling relieved. She regained her composure when Stan regained his consciousness. Thank goodness, the man was saved.

Luca removed the needles and then turned to look at Luke. "We still need to leave him with a small injury on his head. Then, we'll call for an ambulance."

Luke nodded. Stan had not fully regained consciousness yet. After the last needle was removed, Luke lifted Stan up and carried him to the hallway.

Then, he made Stan hit the wall. Stan's head was bruised, even oozing with a bit of blood. Then, in a daze, he cried out before passing out once more. Luca watched this happen and said, "Let’s call for an ambulance."

Stan was safe, and his consciousness had returned. Even though their actions were not pleasant, she knew being kind to the enemy meant being cruel to oneself. It was a lesson she deeply understood.

Luca had seen too many people fighting each other on the Island of Despair. If one showed kindness, one would ultimately suffer a tragic fate.

Even though Luca was kind-hearted, she knew that to protect Luke and their child, she had to become someone who did not understand kindness.

“Alright, you don't need to be involved in what comes next. Go upstairs and get some rest. I'll go with the ambulance to the hospital and inform his nephew.” Luke looked at Stan. He wanted to meet Stan's nephew.

"| can't sleep now. I'll go to the hospital with you," replied Luca. Too many things had happened today. She was tired, but she could not seem to feel sleepy anymore.

Without Luke by her side at a time like this, she would not be able to sleep. "Okay." Luke called the ambulance. 15 minutes later, the ambulance and paramedics arrived.

The doctor and nurses came in with a stretcher. They saw Stan lying on the ground, lifted him onto the stretcher, and asked, "What happened to the patient?"

"I'm not sure," answered Luke. "When | came downstairs, he was already on the ground."

The doctor first checked Stan's condition. "Pupils are fine. There's swelling on the forehead. He probably accidentally hit his head on the wall and passed out. We'll take him to the hospital first and then conduct a detailed examination.” "Understood." The nurses and the doctor lifted the stretcher together. The doctor glanced back at Luke and said, "Are you his family member? You need to come with us to the hospital.” "I'm his employer, but I'll accompany him to the hospital," replied Luke. He held Luca's hand and followed behind the medical staff.

The doctor looked at the two of them as they held hands. They were calm and composed, showing no trace of panic. It puzzled him.

Usually in such situations, whether it was the employer or family members, they would be nervous.

Employers would be worried because if the accident happened at their residence, it could be considered a work-related injury. If the patient's family members were not cooperative, the employers could easily be held responsible.

However, these two acted as if nothing was wrong.

Getting their heads knocked was a serious matter for the middle-aged and elderly. There were potential complications and possibly even ineffective rescue.

Did they not know this?

The doctor did not say anything more. He assumed they were not curious and swiftly helped the patient into the ambulance. “Are you following in your car or getting into the ambulance?" the doctor asked again.

"We'll be taking the ambulance," replied Luke. He helped Luca into the ambulance first and then got into it himself.

Luca sat with the nurse in the corner of the ambulance, watching as the doctor and nurses calmly attached various life- monitoring devices to Stan.

They remained expressionless.

The doctor inquired, "Does the patient have any chronic illnesses?" "I'm not sure." Luke shook his head.

Has he taken any medication?" the doctor asked again.

"I'm not sure." Luke then reminded the doctor, "I'm his employer, but | don't always live here. It'd be more appropriate to ask his relatives when we get to the hospital." "Please notify his relatives to wait at the hospital." The doctor nodded and glanced at the monitoring equipment. Everything seemed normal for now.

However, just because everything seemed normal now did not mean it would stay that way later. The doctor remained cautious. After all, this situation could not be taken lightly.

Luke nodded, casually took out Stan's phone, and unlocked it with his thumb.

After unlocking it, he called Stan's nephew.

The call was quickly answered. Without waiting for the other person to speak, Luke said, "I'm Mr. Muller's employer."

Gerald became alert when he heard Luke's voice. "You're Luke Crawford?"

"Do you know me?" Luke raised an eyebrow. He put the call on speakerphone, intending for the medical staff present to hear their conversation.

“Of course, | know you…" Gerald seemed to realize something and quickly asked, "What have you done to my uncle?"

"| found Mr. Muller collapsed on the ground, unconscious. He's currently being taken to the hospital. Family members are needed there. Come over," Luke said calmly as he glanced at Luca. The content is on NovelDrama.Org! Read the latest chapter there!

Luca was tightly focused on Stan's face. It was more accurate to say she was paying attention to his complexion.

"What?" Gerald, on the other end of the line, refused to believe it and immediately threatened, "Luke Crawford, | know you're not a good person! Don't hurt my uncle."

Luke handed the phone to the doctor across from him. "I can't communicate with him. You should talk to him."

The doctor had no choice but to take the phone from Luke and say, "Hello, we're doctors from GentleHeart Hospital. The patient is currently in the ambulance. Please come over."

“What happened to him?" asked Gerald.

"The patient injured his head. He's currently unconscious and needs to go to the hospital for a detailed examination before we can understand what's going on," explained the doctor. The content is on NovelDrama.Org! Read the latest chapter there!

He was puzzled. Did Gerald not hear what Luke said earlier? Why did he need to repeat it? "Anyway, his family members should come over quickly. We need you to provide some information, and it's necessary for his family to be present." The content is on NovelDrama.Org! Read the latest chapter there!

"Got it." Gerald heard the doctor's explanation and hung up the phone.

Twins In Her Womb: Sir President Please Be Gentle Chapter 3097-The hospital was not far from the Crawfords' ancestral home, so after about ten minutes, Luke and Luca arrived at the hospital.

After Stan was wheeled off the ambulance, he was taken to the emergency room for the emergency doctors to take over the rescue operation.

Luca knew that Stan would be fine.

He had spoken before waking up just now, indicating that he had not fallen into a vegetative state. He would definitely be okay. Luca felt calm now and was not too worried about Stan.

After a while, Stan's nephew, Gerald, came to the hospital in a hurry.

He followed the doctor's instructions and headed to the entrance of the emergency room, where he saw Luke. When he spotted Luke, he charged right at him, hoping to catch him off guard and land a punch.

However, Luke had been paying attention to the entrance all along. As Gerald lunged forward to strike, Luke effortlessly sidestepped the attack.

"Damn you!" cursed Gerald. He almost lost his balance and fell to the ground. Luke gave him an icy stare and asked coldly, "You're Stan's nephew?"

"That's me. What did you do to my uncle?" Gerald asked arrogantly. When he was on the way here, he already knew that the task assigned by Abel had failed.

The alarm that should have been shut off was not, and Stan did not help at all.

At first, Gerald thought Stan was just scared and did not do what he was told. However, now it seemed that Luke had discovered something and subdued Stan, causing the mission to fail.

"| didn't do anything to him. If you don't believe me, we can check the surveillance footage once things have been settled here,” replied Luke.

Gerald narrowed his eyes. "Alright, | want to see it with my own eyes. If you've hurt my uncle, you're going to pay for it." "Oh really? If Stan did something that harmed his employer's interests, should he also be sent to the police station?” asked Luca. While waiting for the ambulance, Luke had tampered with the surveillance.

If they were to check the villa's surveillance, only footage of Stan entering the control room and turning off the surveillance and alarm would be seen. All other footage had been deleted by Luke and replaced with other surveillance footage.

Furthermore, there was no surveillance camera at Stan's bedroom door… "You…" Gerald narrowed his eyes as he looked at Luca. He recognized who she was. He could not understand. Was Luca not Abel’s subordinate? Why was she helping Luke now?

"| was sleeping when Mr. Crawford came to tell me that Stan fell down. | have a bit of medical knowledge, so | went to check. Stan is fine. Don’t worry.” “He's not your family, so of course, you can say that without any scruples!" Gerald was furious. He had a feeling that Stan was discovered and got beaten up by Luke.

He hit the wall? Unless Luke was holding Stan's head and smacked it against the wall, he would not believe a sane person would run into it!

Luca added, "I've checked on him, and he's fine. You can doubt my medical skills, but you can't doubt the skills of the doctors in the hospital.

“Also, if it weren't for thieves sneaking into the house today, we wouldn't have discovered Mr. Muller in time. If it had been later, he might've gotten into a life-threatening situation."

When she mentioned about thieves entering the Crawfords' ancestral home, her eyes were fixed on Gerald.

Gerald felt a moment of unease under her intense stare.

He was just following Abel's orders. How could this woman look at him like this?

Did she not know about it?

Abel did not explain the consequences before assigning them tasks. They only had to execute the task as instructed.

That was why Gerald doubted whether Luca knew his identity and if she knew those who sneaked into the Crawfords' ancestral home were also affiliated with Abel.

At that moment, a doctor came out and asked, "Has the patient's family arrived?" "I'm here, doctor. I'm the patient's family member. Was my uncle assaulted?" Gerald hurriedly approached him.

The doctor glanced at him strangely and asked, "Why are you claiming that the patient was assaulted?" "Was he not? How could he fall without any reason?" asked Gerald as he cast another glance at Luke. They were in X City, and this was not Luke's territory. Did Luke have such influence here that he could even bribe the doctor to side with him?

"The patient has a few minor bruises on the head but no evidence of being physically attacked elsewhere on the body. Therefore, we conclude it was likely an accidental fall, resulting in a blow to the head and subsequent unconsciousness."

The doctor explained as he looked at Stan's medical records.

“How is that possible?! My uncle has always been in good health. He couldn't have gotten into an accident like that!" Gerald refused to believe it. He believed that it was a conspiracy arranged by Luke.

“During our examination of the patient, we discovered a blood vessel tumor in his head. While the tumor hasn't ruptured, its presence in this area can affect one's movements.

"Therefore, the patient didn't hit his head for no reason. It was caused by this tumor," explained the doctor. "Now, we have two treatment options. Is the patient's immediate family here? Are you the only one?"

“My uncle isn't married, so | can make the decision for him." Gerald began to doubt his previous judgment when he heard the doctor's explanation.

He thought Luke was the one who caused Stan's injury. However, there were no signs of assault on Stan, and there was a tumor affecting his movement.

Could Stan have fallen on his own?

Did he realize something was wrong when he did not turn off the infrared alarm, so he deliberately ran into a wall?

Gerald remembered the silent call Stan made to him earlier. Perhaps he sought his help after falling…

"Okay, then come with me to the office. | need to show you the scans," the doctor said.

"Alright." Gerald glanced at Luca. He thought that if Luca was not involved in this matter, he would let her know his true identity. That way, he could also be taken care of.

As Luca listened to the doctor and Gerald's conversation, she was surprised.

Stan had a tumor in his brain?

She suddenly felt anxious. Fortunately, when she administered the nee eshe did Mottous that aked ‘ot erwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable. The content is on NovelDrama.Org! Read the latest chapter there!

"Should we go in and listen too?" Luca turned to look at Luke, asking for his opinion. "Okay." Luke nodded in agreement, and the two followed behind the doctor.

The doctor led them to the office and then showed Stan's scans one by one. "Look, this is the blpodvessel tymer iiNKe Natient's brain. It's not particularly large, but its location can occasionally affect the patient's movements. The content is on NovelDrama.Org! Read the latest chapter there!novelbin “Without a detailed examination, the patient wouldn't notice it."

Luca looked at the area the doctor was showing. Indeed, it was a blood vessel tumor.

“What should we do now?" asked Gerald. Although Stan had not been helpful this time, as his nephew, he could not ignore him. Stan was unmarried and had no children, so his future inheritance would be his.

Even if it was just for the sake of that inheritance, he could not disregard the old man.

"We have two treatment options available at the moment. The first one is conservativeynenagerheht, where dis@hation is key. The main objective is to monitor for any potential complications arising from the accident. The content is on NovelDrama.Org! Read the latest chapter there!

"If there are no issues, the patient can be discharged after being observed for 48 hours post-regaining consciousness.”

Twins In Her Womb: Sir President Please Be Gentle Chapter 3098-“What about the other option?" Gerald asked.

“Although the tumor is still small at the moment and doesn't seem to pose an immediate threat, there's always a risk of rupture. So, the second treatment option would be surgery to remove the patient's tumor.

"This is a surgical method and carries certain risks, but in the long run, it's safer for the patient. It depends on the family's decision," the doctor explained the second treatment suggestion, which essentially meant hospitalization.

"This isn't something | can decide alone. | need to discuss it with my family." Gerald realized that making a decision about surgery would be complicated. That was why he did not make the decision for Stan.

"Well, discuss it with your family first. Let us know when you've made a decision. For now, we'll transfer the patient to the Neurosurgery Department in the hospital. The family needs to complete the admission procedures and make the payment."

The doctor replied as he handed Gerald the hospital admission form.

Gerald took the form and handed it directly to Luke. "You're the employer, and this accident happened at your place. You should handle the payment."

Luke raised an eyebrow and said, "Fine. Anyway, Mr. Muller must've been given a scare by those two thieves. Later, I'll have the police hold those two accountable. They'll cover all the medical expenses."

His words made Gerald's expression change. Why did Luke keep mentioning Jacob and Harold in front of him? Did he know something?

That could not be. They never contacted each other while working for Abel so as to not raise any suspicion. If one of them got into trouble, they would deal with it separately and would not implicate each other.

Luke took Stan’s identification card from Luca. She found it before she left the house.

When Luke was ready to go pay, he turned around and said to Gerald, "But | wonder if those two made it out alive." What did he mean?!

Gerald almost blurted out the words, but he clenched his teeth and held back.

He could not do that. It would only raise suspicion.

Gerald shifted his gaze to Luca, planning to fish for information from her later.

Luke glanced at Luca and then left to pay. Luca followed him out of the doctor's office.

Gerald hurriedly followed them. When he came close to Luca, he glanced around. It was late at night, and there were not many people in the hospital. He decided to ask, "How much do you know about what happened tonight?"

"Who are you?" Luca pretended not to recognize him.

"We're from the same place." Gerald could not help but feel anxious. Why was she saying this now? If Luke came back, he would not be able to tease the information out of her.

He realized that Luke was keeping a close eye on Luca, making it difficult for him to get any information out of her.

"Same place? | don't know what you're talking about. If you're going crazy, go somewhere else." Luca continued to act cautious. She walked to the other side, refusing to engage with him.

Gerald was infuriated by this woman's attitude. He stomped his foot, came forward to Luca, and said, "I’m working for Abel. He’s your boss too. We both belong to the..."

He did not finish his sentence.

Of course, Luca knew he was from the Island of Despair. Even though Gerald had mentioned it, she could not immediately believe him. She used suspicion to buy some time for herself.

“Hmph, should | believe you just because you say so? Why haven't | seen you before?" asked Luca. At this industry networking event, she had seen many Caucasian faces working for Abel. However, she had never seen these Caucasian faces on the Island of Despair.

Thus, she wanted to know if Abel had gathered a group of people locally for concentrated training to work for him or if he used external recruitment to get these people to help him.

After all, she had not heard of any other training bases on the Island of Despair before. Gerald was annoyed when he saw her being like this.

Even though people from the Island of Despair were supposed to remain vigilant, he was clearly from the Island of Despair himself. Why was it so difficult for her to communicate with him?

“Nowadays, not all people from the Island of Despair come directly from there, do you understand?" Gerald could only say this much. He had also looked into the Island of Despair and thought he had a chance to be trained there.

However, Abel had said that his physique and qualifications were not suitable, so he could only do tasks for him after some simple training.

Even though he had to take the poison, the hefty monthly payout and the assurance of an antidote each month made him more than willing to work for the Island of Despair.

"You were hired externally?"

Luca felt relieved when she found out about this possibility. She found it more acceptable than the idea of other training bases on the Island of Despair. External recruits would be easier to deal with.

"Yes. Although we're external hires, we're also official members. We've received some basic training. Also, the drug you're supposed to take, we take it too. Do you believe me now?"

Gerald wanted to fish for information, but instead, Luca managed to get all the information out of him.

"Well, | believe you now." Luca nodded slowly and secretly let out a cold snort. He really was an external recruit, utterly defenseless.

Perhaps it was not that he was defenseless but Gerald just knew she was from the Island of Despair. That was why he did not feel any danger in being trapped in conversation with her.

Nevertheless, this was still a gain. At least she knew how these Caucasians working for Abel came about. "Can you tell me what happened?" Gerald asked again. "How did my uncle fall? And why did they fail such a simple task?" "From what you're saying, the intruders are our people?" Luca pretended to be surprised, indicating that she knew nothing.

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"So, | don't know what happened downstairs."

"He asked you to stay upstairs, and you just stayed? You're working for the boss, not for that man! What's the matter? Did his pretty face make you forget where you're from?"

Gerald was frustrated by her response. He felt like he had gained nothing. He vented all his anger about the failed mission and Stan's accident on Luca.

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Gerald frowned, realizing that Luca did not know anything. At least he knew Abel did not tell her about this mission. With the mission failing and no one to back him up, Gerald could not help but wonder how the mission failed.

“Alright, alright. Don't blame me for my tone. The mission's a bust right now, and there's no escaping it for any of us," replied Gerald.

"It's you who can't escape. It has nothing to do with me. | didn't participate in this mission," Luca articulated her words cleanly and eloquently.

Gerald felt even more frustrated.

Twins In Her Womb: Sir President Please Be Gentle Chapter 3092-Luke reminded him, "This is the latest version of infrared alarms. It detects the body temperature of intruders. The intruder will be verified as a human before it'll trigger the alarm and alert the authorities.” Stan's expression changed when he heard Luke mention calling the police. He said, "Sir, it might just be a false alarm. Let me check on it. It's late at night. If it's a false alarm, it won't only disturb the police but also cause unnecessary trouble."

Luke grabbed Stan's collar.

Stan was not tall, and Luke just needed to slightly lift his hand to grab the collar of Stan's pajamas.

"I've already called the police," said Luke.

The look on Stan's face changed. He looked down at his phone, trying to figure out how to discreetly notify the people outside. Luke's next words, however, made him panic a bit. "Give me your phone.” "Mr. Crawford?" Stan let out a cold shiver and looked at him in astonishment.

"I'd like to check your phone's alarm system," replied Luke. At that moment, Stan had not turned off the alarm yet. The phone was still emitting a loud beeping sound.

Stan's hand trembled slightly as he handed the phone to Luke.

Luke picked up his phone and turned off the alarm.

The beeping sound instantly disappeared, but the noises outside the yard continued. Luke asked, "Stan, do you know how to fight?"

Stan was puzzled. Why was Luke asking him something like this?

He shook his head and answered, "I don't, Mr. Crawford. When | was hired as the butler, it was never mentioned that | needed to know these things…"

"Seriously? You don't?" Luke's eyes narrowed. "There might be thieves out there now. If you don't know how to defend yourself, how will you deal with them?"

Stan shivered again. "Deal with them? | don't know… Haven't we already called the police? The police near the attraction area are just nearby. They should be coming soon."

"Yes, the police are on their way," sneered Luke as he pushed Stan into the butler's quarters. Stan did not understand what he meant. "Mr. Crawford?

“You don't know how to fight. If those thieves come in and hurt you, it won't be good. Stay in here," instructed Luke before closing the door.

He did not care whether Stan understood or not. Luke only needed to keep Stan locked inside to reduce the number of people he had to deal with.

Luke planned to block the door of the quarters with something. Before he could find anything, Stan opened the door again and said, "Mr. Crawford, | can't let you risk it alone."

Ashadow of gloom flashed across Luke's eyes. If Stan could obediently stay in the room, he would not have said anything. He did not need someone who would cause trouble now.

However, since Stan insisted on coming out and standing with him…

Luke's eyes turned cold. When Stan stepped out of the quarters’ door once again, Luke immediately struck him with a chop to the neck.

Stan felt a sharp pain in his neck, and everything went black before him.

Luke quickly helped him up and then let him sit down while leaning against the wall.

Stan was knocked out cold now. He would not be waking up anytime soon.

Luke casually made his way to the door. He took out a set of keys to unlock the main door of the old mansionGale and the others were outside.

Meanwhile, in the garden, the intruders were startled by the blaring alarm.

"Damn it, isn't the alarm supposed to be off? What's going on now?" cursed one of the men with Caucasian facial features.

"| have no idea. Forget it. Let's just finish the task the boss gave us or we'll be in trouble," said another Caucasian-faced man, who was none other than Jacob. He was the one who consulted with Luca earlier that day.

“Let's head to the parking lot." Harold Lint, the other man, thought Stan should be able to handle it. Hence, the two hurried toward the mansion’s parking lot.

When they arrived at the parking lot, they found two cars parked there. There was an expensive car and a cheap one.

Jacob said to his companion, "That expensive one must be the one they drove today. Search the car and check if there are any medicinal herbs inside."

"Got it," replied the other man. He picked up a crowbar and skillfully tried to open the car's trunk.

However, the car was of excellent quality. It took him quite a while before he managed to open it.

“Can you handle it or not?” Jacob kept an eye on their surroundings vigilantly.

The alarm continued to blare, but no one came out. Were they all dead asleep? He could not help but wonder. If they had not been drugged, they would not be sleeping so soundly…

"If | can't do it, can you?" Harold could not help but mutter while exerting force in his hand. With a click, the trunk finally popped open.

“Man, this car is built like a tank. | worked my butt off for this," complained Harold. Jacob flicked on the flashlight and peered into the trunk, but there was nothing there.

Nothing here… Boss must have misunderstood…" Harold wondered.

"Boss wouldn't have misunderstood. Luca doesn't look like an honest person. She must have hidden the herbs somewhere else. Go ahead and pry open the car doors," instructed Jacob.

"Why am | the one doing everything?" Harold could not help but mutter.

"You're the expert at this, aren't you? Before you joined us, this was how you made a living." Jacob rolled his eyes. The alarm had been blaring for so long without anyone coming out, so he felt at ease. The content is on ! Read the latest chapter there!

He guessed Stan did not trust them and drugged everyone inside the house, knocking them out. That explained why nobody had shown up.

Jacob became more reckless at the thought of everyone inside the house being unconscious.

Harold rolled his eyes too. He then forcefully struck the car window several times with the crowbar. This time, cracks appeared on the sturdy glass.

Jacob could not help but frown. "You're just wasting resources."

"This is the simplest way. It's not even your car, so why are you so worried?" Harold rolled his eyes. There was another forceful blow, followed by a loud crash. The car window shattered.

Harold opened the car door and shot Jacob a provocative look. "Were you thinking of ways to unlock the car doors? These cars are equipped with the latest lock technology. The traditional way of unlocking won't work easily." The content is on l

Jacob ignored him and got into the car. Apart from glass shards, he did not see anything else inside. "Damn, why is it so clean?" He pushed open the other door and said, "Check everything. Boss couldn't have been wrong.” When Harold heard this, he also got into the car and checked. He indeed found nothing. They checked thoroughly but there was still nothing.

"There's really nothing," said Harold. "Damn it. Did they hide the herbs?" Jacob suspiciously looked toward the dark house in the distance. However, he instantly remembered what Stan had told him.

Stan mentioned that since Luke and the others returned, no one had come out. Moreover, there were only three people in the old mansion. Hence, it was clear that nobody had touched anything in the cars.

There really was nothing here, and it was their boss who had made a miscalculation.

"There's nothing here. Why don't we go back?" suggested Harold, who was slightly at a loss for words. They were hoping that there might be something worthwhile, but it turned out there was nothing to be found. The content is on noveldrama.org! Read the latest chapter there

Twins In Her Womb: Sir President Please Be Gentle Chapter 3093-“Let's go." Jacob had no intention to go inside the house to look for anyone. Stan had previously sworn that Luke had not left the main house, and all of Luke's actions were under Stan's surveillance. This should not have gone wrong.

When they entered, they had to climb over the wall because Stan had said he could not give them the keys. There was a risk that they would be discovered, which would lead him to be exposed as well.

However, they could just go through the door when they were leaving.

They headed toward the door.

Suddenly, Harold stopped. "Jacob, is that door open?"

Jacob frowned and turned to look at it. Sure enough, the door was open. "Could it be Stan?” "We didn't see anyone just now. Why is there someone at the door now? Something doesn't feel right," Harold said uneasily. As soon as he finished his sentence, a few men rushed in.

"Oh damn. It's an ambush!" Jacob realized something was wrong too. However, it was too late. There was no way they could escape. “What do we do?" Harold panicked. There were four men in total on the other side.

“Don't be afraid. Remember who we are. These people are weaklings. Knock them down and we can get out," said Jacob as he took on an attacking stance.

Still, before they could prepare themselves, those men had already charged toward them. They knocked the two men down ina few moves.

Jacob groaned in pain on the ground. Even though he had only recently joined the Island of Despair and worked for Abel, he had received professional training. He should not have been easily defeated like this.

However, actions spoke louder than words. The two were indeed knocked down by these people. "Who… are you?!" Harold groaned in pain and then asked immediately.

Gale looked at the two men and asked disdainfully, "Just the two of you?"

Harold groaned again. "Do you know who | am? How dare you do this to me?"

"Who are you? Tell me," Gale deliberately asked.

"We're…"

Shut up!" Jacob endured the pain and landed a swift slap right on Harold's head with a loud smack.

“Hmm? You won't talk? Then you can tell the police later," said Gale. Then, Luke's instructions crossed his mind as he added, "You two, search these two thieves’ bodies. See if they stole anything valuable."

"Yes, sir." The two men searched them and reported, "Boss, we didn't find anything.” "They triggered the alarm as soon as they came in. I've never seen such stupid thieves." After that, Gale lifted his foot and stomped on Jacob's hand.

Jacob cried out in pain. Gale chuckled. "You'll have to explain properly when the police arrive later." Jacob glared at Gale angrily. "| won't let you off.” “Well, we'll see when you get out." Gale squatted down, closing the gap between them. "According to him, you guys have a boss, right?” Jacob remained silent "It's okay if you don't speak now. When you get to the police station and you still refuse to talk, the police will only give you some minor trouble. That's what you must be thinking, right?

"Breaking and entering without stealing anything… Even if you're sentenced, it won't be for long, right? You're probably thinking that once you're out, you can still enjoy the good life with your boss, aren't you?” Gale smirked.

Jacob remained silent.

Gale shook his head. "How can there be such naive people like you? Do you think you'll be fine just by keeping quiet? If you don't speak, your boss might worry that you'll spill the beans. Do you think there's a chance you'll come out of this alive?"

Jacob was led astray by Gale's words. At this moment, he realized that he might actually be abandoned for failing the mission. At the same time, he had learned a lot about Abel recently. Perhaps, he might even be assassinated…

Jacob could not help but shiver at the thought of this.

He was scared.

At first, he did not think that much about it. He only thought that as long as he did not betray Abel, he would not be abandoned. However, Gale's words made him consider another possibility.

Indeed, in an organization as ruthless as the Island of Despair, what would happen if he failed the mission?

Unfortunately, no one told him what he would face after failing a mission.

That was why even though he was afraid, Jacob still clung to hope.

"Cut it out. Don't try to sow discord here," Jacob spat out.

Gale smiled and did not say anything further.

"It’s just the two of them?" Luke's voice suddenly sounded.

Jacob was startled for a moment. It seemed that Stan had not drugged Luke. The alarm went off, and Luke was not drugged. Stan was a traitor!

At the thought of this, he urgently wanted to inform Abel about Stan's betrayal. However, there was no way he could notify Abel in such a situation.

"Yes, Boss. These two stupid thieves were trying to break in. Fortunately, you made us guard here every day, or else these two idiots would've escaped through the front door," replied Gale. Then, he mercilessly stomped on Jacob's hand again.

Jacob's forehead was covered in cold sweat from the pain.

Luke instructed with an expressionless look on his face, "Make him stand up." Gale moved his foot away and gestured to his two subordinates.

They came forward and lifted Jacob up, one on each side.

Luke looked at Jacob, furrowing his brows. "It's you?"

Jacob's heart skipped a beat. Did he recognize him?

He had only exchanged a few words with Luca at the venue. How could Luke possibly remember him? "Are you the one who talked to Luca at the venue?" asked Luke. "How did you end up as a thief now?" "What's it to you?" Jacob let out a cold snort and added, "! fancied your wealth and came to steal something. Is that not allowed?" The content is on noveldrama.org! Read the latest chapter there!

“What's your connection with Luca?" Luke, in order to protect Luca, pretended to doubt her at this moment.

Jacob was surprised. Luke was suspecting Luca. He usually seemed pretty nice to that woman, no? It seemed like he was really good at pretending. He kept his true feelings hidden deep inside. The content is on noveldrama.org! Read the latest chapter there!

"| have nothing to do with her. I'm just jealous of your money.” Jacob was already caught, and he knew that Luca was Abel's subordinate. Naturally, he could not drag her down or he would not be able to explain things to Abel. The content is on noveldrama.org! Read the latest chapter there!

"Hmph." Gale gave him a solid punch. "You're quite good at acting. Our boss is asking you a question, so answer honestly!" "Believe it or not, it’s up to you." Jacob knew he could not admit it.

"You're quite stubborn. Boss, should | interrogate him?" Gale pretended to be angry and asked Luke.

They were both excellent actors.

"Stan has already called the police. They'll be here soon. It's none of your business," replied Luke.

Jacob clenched his teeth in hatred. Stan had indeed set them up!

"Fine. Let the police do their job," said Gale. The sound of police cars rushing to the scene filled the air.

In no time, the police officer finished getting the details from Gale. Then, he said to Luke, "Mr. Crawford, we need you to come with us to the police station to give a statement."

“Officer, there's no need for my boss to go. I'm a witness to the entire incident," Gale happily said to the police.

“Alright. Please come with us, then," replied the police officer as he nodded.

Twins In Her Womb: Sir President Please Be Gentle Chapter 3094-=Gale waved his hand to Luke and said, "Boss, I'll go to the police station first." "Okay." Luke nodded.

Ever since Gale started working for Luke, he often dealt with the police. He knew what to say and what not to say, so Luke was not worried that Gale would say the wrong thing.

After everything was resolved, Luke closed the door.

Then, he returned to the main house. He thought about Stan, whom he had knocked unconscious. He also thought about Luca, who was waiting for his news upstairs.

Luke slowly made his way up the stairs, pushed open the door of the master bedroom, and said, "I'm back."

"Is it settled?" Luca was sitting on the couch at the moment. When she saw Luke, she shot up from her seat in the blink of an eye.

"Yes, but there's still a problem downstairs." Luke pointed downward. "Stan?" Even though Luke did not specify, Luca guessed that the trouble he mentioned was Stan.

"Yes, I've knocked him unconscious. | need to interrogate him next, and | may need your help,” replied Luke. He knew that Luca had various methods to wake up Stan right away.

"Okay." Luca quickly walked to the luggage and took out a packet of needles from a hidden compartment. Then, she headed downstairs with Luke.

The two of them arrived downstairs and walked down the hallway to the butler's quarters, where they found Stan slumped against the wall, unconscious.

He appeared to be leaning against the wall, but in reality, he was barely propped up. He would have collapsed to the ground a few minutes later.

"Did you use too much force?" Luca stood in front of Stan. She grew concerned as he had not budged an inch.

Even though Stan was from the Island of Despair, he was approaching old age. Considering he was on the brink of old age, mishandling him might just result in serious harm.

"| was careful with my strength. Don't worry, he'll be fine,” assured Luke.

Luca nodded and replied, "Why don’t you carry him in?"

Luke frowned, clearly reluctant to have any contact with Stan.

“Or should | do it?" Luca understood his thoughts, so she handed him the needles. "Hold these for me. I'll carry him in."

"No need." Luke pursed his lips. Having Luca carry Stan would only let the old man take advantage of her. He bent down and hoisted Stan onto his shoulders.

Carrying a person was nothing to him.

Luke walked into Stan's quarters with Luca following behind him.

He laid Stan on the bed, his face full of disgust.

Apart from those close to him, he did not like physical contact with others.

Luca could see the disgust in his eyes and said, "After you're done interrogating him, go take a shower." "Okay." Luke nodded.

"Could you get a rope? Although he doesn't know how to fight, it's better for us to be cautious,” said Luca. "Okay, I'll go to the tool shed." After that, Luke walked out of the butler's quarters.

Luca did not rush to perform dry needling on Stan. First, she checked his pulse and confirmed that there were no issues with his vital signs. Only then did she let out a sigh of relief.

It seemed that Luke had indeed controlled his strength.

"| didn't expect someone to be assigned here…" Luca muttered to herself. She seemed to be lost in thought as she stared at Stan.

She did not expect that Abel could have his subordinate even in the Crawfords' ancestral home in X City. It seemed unbelievable to her.

This place was outside of A City. There was actually no need to arrange for anyone to be here.

Especially since Luke did not come often.

Yet, Abel still arranged for someone to be here, and it had been that way for so many years.

Luke walked in carrying the rope in his hands and asked, "How is he?"

"He's fine. Vital signs are stable. Shall we tie him up first and then perform dry needling on him?" Luca discussed it with Luke. "Alright." Luke nodded. He picked up the rope and proceeded to tie Stan's limbs to the bed.

"Alright. Go ahead," said Luke.

Luca nodded. Since the needles were new and vacuum-sealed, there was no need for sterilization. She directly inserted several needles into Stan's face and head.

In no time, the unconscious man showed signs of waking up.

Luca said in a soft voice, "He's waking up."

Luke and Luca stood on either side of the bed. When Stan woke up, this was the scene he saw. In an instant, his heart skipped a beat.

Memories of what happened before he fell unconscious quickly flashed through his mind. He tried to move his limbs but realized they were bound.

Mr. Crawford, I…" Stan attempted to plead for mercy, but he did not know how to start. Luke interrupted with a cold voice, "From now on, you only need to answer my questions. Do you understand?" Stan blinked his eyes, his mind racing to come up with an excuse.

Luke noticed his silence and could imagine the wheels turning in his head. He issued another warning, "| don't want to hear another peep out of you except for answers to my questions. If you can't comply, don't blame me for getting rough."

He pulled out a needle from Stan's face as he said that.

Luke's technique was not professional. That was why when he removed the needle, it was not as quick or precise as Luca. It caused Stan to feel a pang of pain.

It was only now he realized there were needles pricked in his body. "In Luca's hands, this needle can make you spill everything. Would you like to give it a try?" Luke asked again. Since they were going to interrogate Stan, some means were necessary.

Resorting to physical violence would be too cruel for this middle-aged man on the verge of old age. He could collapse at any moment.

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Stan immediately nodded, indicating he understood.

Luke shot Luca a glance.

Luca nodded and removed all the other needles from Stan's face.

Luke began to ask, "Who are you?"

"I'm Stan Muller," Stan answered honestly.

Luke turned to look at Luca. It seemed like he wanted her to confirm.

Luca nodded and said, "Indeed, this is his real appearance. | didn't notice any disguise tools when | applied the needles."

Luke nodded. He had previously speculated whether Stan had been replaced. Perhaps Abel murdered the real Stan and replaced him with someone disguised as him to plant an imposter inside the Crawfords' ancestral home. The content is on

However, it turned out that he was the real Stan. Luke asked again, "Which organization do you report to?" Stan's eyes darted around. "What do you mean?"

Before Luke could continue, Stan quickly continued, "Mr. Crawford, I've always been on your side. | signed a labor contract with your company. So, my organization… No, | work for you.” The content is on

Luke knew he was deliberately saying this. He felt dissatisfied, and he turned to look at Luca again.

Luca heaved a sigh, picked up a needle, and said, "Stan, Mr. Crawford only wants to hear the truth. I'm sorry, but you'll have to endure this."

She pricked the needle through his clothes straight into his abdomen.

Stan instantly felt excruciating pain. "Ah, ah, ah! It hurts so much! Ms. Craw, it hurts! Help, please!

Twins In Her Womb: Sir President Please Be Gentle Chapter 3099-There was someone whose movements were far more agile in the Crawfords' mansion. Why did their boss tell them to go in, and why did he want Stan to help?

Compared to Stan, was Luca not as smart and dexterous?

“Well then, tell me, did my uncle expose something?" Gerald asked again.

“I'm not sure. Isn't Mr. Muller also under the boss’ control?" Luca pretended to sound surprised. Gerald waved his hand. "No, he's just purely helping me out. He’s not part of the Island of Despair."

"Oh." Luca glanced into the distance and reminded him, "The person I've been watching has returned. Be careful. Don't blow my cover."

Gerald quickly followed her gaze and saw Luke approaching with a stack of documents.

He let out a cold shiver as he knew this man was not easy to fool. Hence, he reminded himself to be careful with his words as he could not risk getting caught. There was only one rule when he received the training from the Island of Despair. Everyone had to keep their lips sealed tight, and no careless disclosures were allowed.

Luke came over, handed the documents to Gerald, and then looked at Luca. "What were you two talking about?"

"Mr. Gerald is curious about how Mr. Muller got injured. | mentioned there's surveillance in the mansion. After we settle things here, he can go over to the mansion and check the footage," answered Luca.

Luke nodded. His cold gaze fell on Gerald's face. "The surveillance footage has already been taken by the police. Head to the police station if you'd like to see it."

"Why did the police get involved?" Gerald was surprised. He was a head shorter than Luke. When Luke approached, he could feel the pressure.

"Does this have anything to do with your house being broken into and robbed by petty thieves?" "You suspected something fishy, so | reported it for you. Let the police investigate how Mr. Muller fell. That's it," replied Luke. "Oh." Gerald stepped back, feeling uneasy.

He had a feeling something was about to happen. Thus, he calmed himself down, intending to wait until Stan woke up before saying anything else.

As the person involved, Stan would surely know if someone had attacked him. Luca said, "Mr. Muller should've been transferred to the ward by now, right?" She felt a little bored talking to Gerald earlier, so she studied the hospital structure hanging on the wall.

The structure of this hospital was similar to others. The wards were upstairs, and one could take the elevator directly to the Neurosurgery Department.

“Let's go see Mr. Muller," said Luke as he wrapped his arm around Luca's waist and left.

As Gerald watched the two of them, he could not help but mutter to himself. Even though Luca was also from the Island of Despair, she looked more like Luke's woman when she stood next to him.

Now that she seemed to be under Luke's control, could such a woman truly be trusted? Gerald thought to himself that he would surely include this when he reported today's events to Abel. It would be best if Abel could investigate whether Luca had any ulterior motives so that he would not end up in trouble.

The three of them took the elevator to the Neurosurgery Department. As soon as they stepped out of the elevator, they saw Stan lying on the hospital bed.

The bed was next to the nurses’ station, with a nurse handing over the patient's work to the nurse of the Neurosurgery Department.

Gerald walked up hurriedly and shot a glance at Stan. He asked, "When will my uncle wake up?" The nurse glanced at him and then continued with the paperwork. Gerald grew impatient again and asked, "I'm asking you, when will my uncle wake up?"

The nurse replied in a cold voice, "How would | know? Each patient is different, and it's already midnight. Please be mindful of your volume. Don't disturb the other patients."

Gerald felt a bit embarrassed.

Meanwhile, Luca walked over, flipped Stan's eyelids, and observed.

"What are you doing?" Gerald asked nervously, worried that Luca might harm Stan.

After all, Stan could potentially be a key witness in the whole incident.

Luca explained, "Just checking.” After that, she returned to Luke's side and said to him, "He'll probably wake up in about half an hour."

“Okay.” Luke's expression remained unchanged. He held Luca close and waited until the nurse finished the procedures before walking to the ward with her.

He had arranged a double room for Stan.

However, it was only occupied by Stan at the moment. Therefore, after Gerald followed them into the ward, he started making calls to his family members.

He could not decide on Stan's treatment plan alone, so he wanted to inform his family to come over. This way, it would not solely be his responsibility if anything happened to Stan.

Luca sat beside Luke, watching Gerald anxiously making one call after another.

Was he trying to summon the entire Muller family?

Unable to resist her concern, Luca opened Luke's palm and wrote on it.

She was expressing her concern.

Luke understood what she was worried about and whispered, "Gale will be here later."

Even if the entire Muller family came looking for trouble, he would not be afraid.

After Gale cooperated with the police to retrieve the surveillance footage from the mansion, he promptly headed to the hospital. With Gale and the others present, he believed those people would not dare to act recklessly. Luca was relieved when she knew that they were coming. With Gale around, no one from the Muller family could harm Luke.

Dealing with troublemakers who threw tantrums could be frightening at times, but with Gale and the others here keeping them in check, there was simply no need to be afraid.

Gerald heard Luke's voice and turned around to look at him. "What did you say?" "My men are on their way," replied Luke.

“What do you mean?" Gerald's expression changed immediately. "Why are you bringing your men? Are you planning something against my uncle?

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"If you try to avoid your responsibility, I'll tell the press how you mistreat your employees and neglect those injured on the job tomorrow morning."

Luke remained silent. Luca remained silent too, allowing Gerald to passionately advocate for Stan's interests.

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It made it hard to catch his breath.

Gerald was afraid.

He stopped talking. The two chairs were taken by Luke and Luca, leaving him to sit on the other hospital bed. After a while, there were sounds of painful groaning coming from the bed.

"Uncle Stan!" Gerald reacted first.

Luca and Luke exchanged a glance with each other. A hint of cunningness flashed across Luca's eyes, as though she was telling Luke that her predictions were always right.

Gerald approached the bed. His face was full of concern as he looked at Stan. "Uncle Stan, wake up."

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Twins In Her Womb: Sir President Please Be Gentle Chapter 3100-Luca and Luke listened to Stan's words and realized that he had indeed lost his memory.

If Stan had not lost his memory when he woke up but simply felt confused, he should not have said such things.

Luca had great confidence in her dry needling treatment.

"Uncle Stan, this isn't the mansion. It's the hospital. Don't you remember what happened?" Gerald was very anxious. He was even thinking of asking Stan about what happened in the mansion right away.

However, Luke was still here, so he could not ask.

Therefore, Gerald planned to first find out whether Luke had caused his uncle's injury.

"The hospital? How did I end up in the hospital?" Stan was visibly surprised. He also noticed that the surroundings were not those of the mansion. He tried to sit up but felt dizzy and ended up lying back down.

"It's…" Gerald initially wanted to accuse Luke of harming Stan, but with no evidence to support his claim and especially with Luke glaring at him, he dared not speak recklessly.

Hence, he said, "You stumbled and passed out. Luke found you and took you to the hospital. Can you remember what happened? You've always been healthy.

Why did you suddenly faint?"

Luca rolled her eyes. Even though what she did to Stan was morally questionable, she actually saved his life this time.

If Stan had not gotten a brain CT scan done in time, the blood vessel tumor in his brain would not have been discovered in time. Brain aneurysms were like time bombs. If left untreated, who knew when they might burst?

"I… I don't know…" Stan frowned, feeling pain all over his body. However, the worst was in his head.

It felt like someone had forcibly stuffed cotton into his head, making him unable to remember anything.

"Mr. Gerald, we should inform the doctor first," Luca reminded him. "Mr. Muller just woke up and needs to be examined."

Stan heard Luca's voice and found it familiar. Thus, he quickly asked, "Who's there?"

"Mr. Muller, both I and Luca are here," replied Luke. His hand was on Luca's waist as they walked to the bedside.

Stan was stunned for a moment. He looked at Luke and Luca, asking in confusion, "Mr. Crawford, Ms. Craw, why are you two in X City?"

"Uncle Stan, are you confused? They've both been here for two days!" Gerald was about to press the bell. However, he could not help but stop in his action after he heard what Stan said.

"Two days?" Stan was astonished. "Mr. Crawford, why aren't you staying at the ancestral mansion when you're in X City?"

Gerald felt increasingly uneasy. Why did his uncle seem to have forgotten everything?

This should not be happening. Could it be that he found out something and he was just pretending?

Luke did not answer Stan's question at the moment. Instead, he stared straight at Gerald. "Seems like you know a lot about my schedule?"

Gerald panicked and explained, "I’m close with my uncle. We talk on the phone every day, and he mentioned it to me. That’s why I was aware of it.

"What's the matter? Is it illegal? Are you, Luke Crawford, so prestigious that others aren't allowed to know your schedule?"

As Luca listened to Gerald's provocations, she reminded him, "Mr. Muller's condition isn't right. Let's get a doctor first."

Her words served as a reminder to Gerald.

He quickly pressed the button.

Stan felt himself surrounded by a fog, with only two sensations present at the moment—pain and confusion.

How could he not remember what had happened? How did he end up in the hospital? Why did Gerald say that Luke and Luca had been in X City for two days already?

What on earth happened?

"Mr. Muller, stop thinking about it. Let the doctor examine you first.” Luca saw the confusion reflected in Stan’s eyes, further confirming that he had indeed lost his memory.

This level of confusion could not be feigned by just anyone.

Even someone from the Island of Despair might not be able to fake it, so Luca felt relieved.

The doctor arrived promptly, and Gerald eagerly explained to the doctor that Stan could not remember anything.

The doctor frowned. He first conducted a set of routine checks on Stan and then asked, "What's your name?"

"I'm Stan Muller." Stan cooperated honestly with the doctor.

"Do you know what date it is today?" the doctor asked again.

Stan thought for a moment, then shook his head. He immediately furrowed his brows and said, "My head hurts."

"You hit your head, so it's normal to have a headache. Can you tell me if you remember what day it is today?" the doctor continued to inquire.

"I forgot. I only remember it's…" Stan paused for a moment. "It should be shortly after New Year's, maybe about a month after New Year's?"

The doctor and Gerald both furrowed their brows.

"Uncle Stan, it's already summer now. How could it be shortly after New Year's?"

The doctor frowned and shot a stern look at Gerald. "Please don't interrupt my diagnosis."

Gerald could only shut up awkwardly.

Stan looked puzzled again. "Is it already summer? Why do I think it's just shortly after New Year's?

"Alright, I understand. Don't worry too much. It might be temporary amnesia due to the impact on your head. It's nothing to worry about," reassured the doctor as he patted Stan's shoulder.

Then, he turned around to look at Gerald and Luke. "Are you both his family members?"

"I'm the family member," Gerald hurriedly replied.

"Please step outside for a moment. I’d like to discuss the patient's condition with you.” After that, the doctor walked out of the ward.

Luke and Luca did not leave.

Since the ward door was not closed, they could hear the conversation between the doctor and Gerald.

"Doc, what's going on with my uncle?" asked Gerald.

"I suspect it's due to the impact on the patient's brain, resulting in memory loss.

He has forgotten what has happened in the past few months," answered the doctor.

"How could something like this happen? Don't lie to me. How can a person just lose their memory like that?"

"I'm a doctor, and there's no need for me to lie to you. Let me explain. This kind of thing is common among patients with head injuries. Some may lose their memory of the past few days, others of the past several months, and some even forget who they are.

"Based on the current situation, his amnesia isn't severe. At least he remembers who he is, and the lost memories aren't too extensive."

Gerald was so frustrated that he stomped his foot. It was not just a matter of losing a few memories.

The crucial ones were all gone for Stan!

"Doc, will he recover from this?"

"It's hard to tell. It depends on the patient. Some recover from amnesia within hours or days, but for others, it could last a lifetime. Some people think it's lifelong amnesia until something triggers their brain cells, and suddenly, they remember everything. So, amnesia is unpredictable."

The doctor shook his head, unable to provide a precise answer.

"Damn it!" Gerald could not help but curse.

It seemed that Stan could not be relied on right now. If he wanted to figure out what happened, he would have to start with the surveillance footage.

Gerald remembered he had asked Stan to turn off all the surveillance cameras as well as the alarm…