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Twins In Her Womb: Sir President Please Be Gentle Chapter 3181-Not Used To Inconveniencing others Tommy rolled his eyes, unfazed by Simon's words. "If my dad finds out you bullied my sister, he'll beat you up."

"Mr. Crawford wouldn't do that." Simon knew what kind of person Luke was. He might spank Lanie and Tommy, but he would never hit him.

However, if this escalated, his dad would definitely punish him.

Simon looked at the little girl next to Rainie and said, "Teri, I'll give you some candy if you switch seats with me, okay?"

"No way." Teri shook her head. "You're just going to bully Rainie. I'm not switching seats with you!"

"You little brat!" Simon was frustrated. He had not tugged on Rainie's hair in a long time, and he could not help himself today.

After all, Rainie was such a cute little girl, and he just wanted her to notice him more. That was why he could not help himself…

Who knew he would end up annoying Rainie?

Lanie looked at Simon with a serious expression on his face. "Are we still playing or not?"

"Of course, we're playing! Just watch me beat you!" Simon rolled up his sleeves, ready to compete.

Lanie could not be bothered. Simon's intelligence was about the same as his, but their personalities were quite different.

Simon loved to play and joke around, which was completely different from him.

The kids kept playing until the adults finished their gathering and called it a night.

Simon naturally followed Jim out.

Kari and Teri left with Jason and Sue.

The others helped to clean up before leaving, so Luca had nothing much to do.

She checked the time and urged the three kids, "It's getting late. Hurry upstairs and get yourself washed up."

"Ms. Luca, well clean up first and then go upstairs," replied the kids. They played with a lot of educational toys and needed to tidy up.

Aunt Nelle came out of the kitchen and said to Luca, "Ms. Craw, I'm heading off now."

"Okay, Aunt Neile. Thanks for your hard work tonight. Did you take the food I prepared for you?" Luca had specifically grilled some meat for Aunt Neile, knowing she would be working later than usual.

Aunt Neile pointed at her canvas bag, where the food was stored. She smiled and replied, "I did. Thank you. My family will enjoy a tasty snack tonight."

"Alright, take care on your way home." Luca nodded and helped the kids clean up the toys.

Once everything was tidied, the kids went upstairs to rest, and Luca followed suit.

After her shower, Luke came in from the bedroom across.

"Did you finish the paperwork?" asked Luca.

"Yes, it's all done," replied Luke. He had also washed up and changed into pajamas. He leaned against the bed, pulled Luca into his arms, and said," You worked hard tonight."

"It wasn't too hard, and it was worth it since everyone had a great time." Luca rested her head on his shoulder. Getting everything ready was pretty exhausting.

Still, she was happy that everyone was satisfied with the food and the company.

That brought her a lot of comfort. Nina and the others had helped to clean up, which saved her a lot of effort.

"Yeah."

"Were you discussing Maytsh and the Island of Despair while you guys were drinking?" asked Luca.

"You heard US?" Luke was a bit surprised. They did not raise or lower their voices deliberately, and considering the distance between the pavilion and the barbecue area, the people in the pavilion should not have been able to hearthem.

"I could hear bits and pieces." Luca pointed at her ears. "Almost everyone from the Island of Despair has had Shanks' dry needling treatment, so our hearing is better than most. Don't worry. None of them heard anything, only I did."

Luke raised his eyebrows. The women had pulled Rain into their conversation, so she had not heard anything from the men's side.

However, Luca heard them.

How good was her hearing?

"But is it really okay? The Abaza family offered two million dollars to rescue him…" Luca sounded worried.

Luke looked at her. Did she really only hear bits and pieces?

She even caught the two million dollars part clearly. If it were not for the distance and the fact that Gordan had mentioned the amount while facing away from her, he might have suspected she could read lips.

"Even if they offered 20 million dollars to hire someone better, it wouldn't matter.

Those people wouldn't dare make a big move in A City," said Luke confidently.

Or rather, it was not confidence in himself but confidence in the country.

Did the Abaza family think that their country was like Russia, where money could accomplish anything?

Therefore, this time, Luke would rely on the power of the nation and his capabilities to convey the message that money could not buy free passes in A City. This was a country that upheld the rule of law-not one where money could rule the roost!

Luca nodded. She knew she had to trust Luke.

"It's getting late. Should we go to bed?" suggested Luke.

Luca shook her head and glanced at her phone. "I'm worried about Vivian. I’d like to wait for her message before going to bed."

Everyone else had someone to go home with.

However, Vivian was alone since no one else was heading in her direction.

At first, Jim and Percy offered to give Vivian a ride, but Vivian, being the kind of person whp was not used to inconveniencing others, did not even think twice before politely turning down their offers.

Hence, Luca called a cab for her.

Nevertheless, she still felt uneasy, and she told Vivian to send a message to her when she got home.

Luke understood her concern. He wanted to say there was no ngeg to worry becayse Gordan Hived in the same area. However, after thinking it over, he decided not to mention it.

He had known for a while that Gordan had moved into the single apartment building he had arranged for Vivian.

It was Gordan’s freedom to live wherever he wanted. It did not matter much since he would not harm Vivian.

However, Luca and Vivian were unaware of this.

Considering that Gordan had left earlier, they definitely would not arrive home at the same time.

Luke decided to wait with Luca for Vivian's message.

Ray had entrusted him with her care, making Vivian's safety his responsibility.

While A City was generally safe, Ray had numerous enemies in Russia.

There was a chance those enemies might hold grudges and intentionally come to A City to harm Vivian.

"Alright." Luke picked up the book on his bedside table and started reading.

Luca also kept herself busy, researching the properties of some herbs online while waiting for viVian's megsagel Luke glanced at her tablet screen but said nothing. Since Gale had delivered the herbs, he knew she would study them.

Luke did not dwell on it. He simply hoped Luca would not push herself too hard and would take time to rest when necessary.

Twins In Her Womb: Sir President Please Be Gentle Chapter 3182-Avoiding Him? Telling Him To Stay Away?

Due to the surveillance camera at the entrance of the community, it would be difficult for the driver to stop inside, so Vivian got off near the entrance.

She glanced at the community gate, which was not far away, then checked the time. It was already past 11. She quickly sent a message to Luca to let her know that she had safely returned home and she did not need to worry.

After a while, Luca replied with a simple: [Okay.]

As Vivian tucked away her phone and prepared to head toward the entrance, she noticed someone standing not too far from the streetlights. Her heart instantly went on high alert as she glanced at the person.

Vivian knew she was pretty safe because of her appearance, but some men were just unpredictable. Moreover, she was worried that the person might try to rob her. The surroundings were eerily quiet, and the closer she got to the person, the faster her heart pounded.

Was that person intentionally standing there?

What was he doing standing there?

Vivian was not sure, and she felt a little anxious. She tightly gripped her purse.

She had her passport with her today.

It would not be a big deal if they tried to rob her money, but if they took her passport, she would have to go through the hassle of replacing it. As a foreigner, it was quite a process.

As she debated whether to take out her passport to protect it, she noticed that the person standing by the streetlight looked familiar.

When Vivian realized who the person was, it hit her like a bolt of lightning.

She stood there, completely still, unable to move a muscle.

Gordan furrowed his brows as he watched Vivian standing there like a fool. He felt irritated.

He was not sure what was going on with himself.

He had returned earlier than her, yet he was still waiting at the community gate for her. Was it because he was concerned about her safety?

Gordan immediately denied it to himself.

Who would worry about such an ugly woman's safety?

Besides, ugly women were pretty safe since they were unattractive. No one would dare lay a hand on Vivian after seeing her face.

Even though Gordan thought so, he still looked at Vivian.

He ignored the fact that he had been feeling restless earlier when he did not see Vivian coming home, which stemmed from his concern for her. Now that he saw her, the restlessness in his heart vanished into thin air.

As Gordan watched Vivian remain rooted to the spot, he let out a cold snort and asked, "Seeing me got you all flustered, huh?"

Vivian furrowed her brows, took a deep breath, and walked toward him. She initially thought of walking past him as she did not intend to pay him any mind.

Moreover, Vivian was not concerned about why Gordan was standing here. He was definitely here for her, but whatever the reason was, it could not be good.

If she was dumb enough to entertain him, she would be in for a round of insults.

She was not that foolish. Why bother to deal with him when she knew exactly how it would play out?

When Gordan noticed that Vivian was about to walk past him, he asked in a cold voice, "Vivian, are you blind?"

Vivian halted, took a deep breath, and turned to look at Gordan, who seemed ready to cause trouble. She said, "I've got nothing to say to you."

"What a coincidence. I don’t have much to say to you either." Gordan raised an eyebrow, feeling inexplicably angry at her words.

He could not help but feel like picking a fight with Vivian.

As Vivian listened to him, she felt like he was mocking her. If there was nothing to say, why bother talking?

She asked straightforwardly, "If there's nothing to talk about, what are you doing standing here?"

Gordan was stunned for a moment. A wave of anger surged within him. He felt like Vivian was seeing through some of his intentions.

Still, was she really capable of that?

"I'm here to remind you not to get ahead of yourself," replied Gordan.

Vivian's grip on her bag strap suddenly tightened, her heart skipping a beat. She was not holding out hope for any kind words from him.

However, when she heard those words, her heart still felt like it had been stabbed.

It hurt a lot…

Gordan did not get a response from Vivian and thought she did not care. He continued, "I had no clue you'd be there today. If I had, I wouldn't have shown up. I didn't leave after seeing you because of Luke's sake. It wasn’t because I wanted to respect you or anything.

"So, keep that in mind. Don't go thinking I'm into you or something. I don't want you to cling to me and talk my ears off forever."

After saying those words, he felt strangely uncomfortable in his chest. Was it because his words were too harsh? Still, he had said worse things before without feeling this way. What was happening to him now?

Why did he have to be so harsh? He had said what he wanted to say, but he felt uncomfortable now, almost guilty.

Vivian had pestered him for so many years and wasted so many years of his life. She deserved to hear these words. Why was he feeling guilty?

With that in mind, Gordan suddenly felt a weight lift off his chest, and he did not feel as sad anymore.

"What a coincidence!" Vivian suppressed the discomfort in her heart. She did not understand why she was so unlucky. She had been avoiding him, yet still managed to bump into him.

It was just like this time, he still showed up when neither Luke nor Luca had invited him…

Gordan was puzzled. "What?"

"If I knew you'd shamelessly crash a party uninvited, I definitely wouldn't you're here today just to tell me this stuff, I get it.

"So, do me a favor and stay far away from me from now on. I'd prefer to avoid any bad vibes."

Vivian spoke in English when she said that.

Then, she could not be bothered to argue with Gordan anymore. She walked straight to the community gate.

She wanted to find a place where he could not see her, take a deep breath, and calm herself down.

After hearing Vivian's words, Gordan stood there, stunned.

What did she mean?

Was she avoiding him? Telling him to stay away?

Those were the words he should have said to her!

Gordan felt a lump in his chest. He turned around, and as he watched Vivian walk away, his eyes darkened.

His fists clenched tightly. He felt like this anger would not go away if he did not blow off some steam. How dare this ugly woman say such things to him?!

Gordan let out a cold snort and walked into the community after Vivian disappeared from sight.

However, he did not follow her this time. Instead, he went back to his own home.

The moment Gordan arrived home, he immediately shed his outerwear and took out his frustration on the punching bag hanging in the center of the living room. He landed several hard punches, scraping his hands in the process. However, he still felt dissatisfied.

"Damn it. That ugly woman has some nerve in saying those things! And in English, no less. Damn it!" exclaimed Gordan, delivering another fierce blow to the punching bag.

He was still not feeling any relief.

Eventually, Gordon put on his gloves and spent most of the night in the living room, relentlessly pounding away at the punching bag.

Fortunately, this was a high-end neighborhood with multiple layers of soundproofing installed)duting the initial renovation, so Gordan's punching did not disturb the neighboring residents upstairs or downstairs.

Otherwise, he would have surely faced complaints tonight.

After hours of pounding the punching bag, Gordan was left sprawled on the floor, utterly exhausted. However, the gloominess in his eyes showed no signs of easing.

Twins In Her Womb: Sir President Please Be Gentle Chapter 3183-Very Possessive The following day, Gale, Rain, and Gordan showed up together at Luke's villa.

When Luca came downstairs and saw them, she was startled for a moment.

Then, she immediately realized the situation. She smiled and greeted them, "Good morning, Mr. Norton, Mr. Gale, and Ms. Rain."

"Good morning, Dr. Craw," they replied in unison.

Since Aunt Neile was there, they could not address her as Bianca.

"Are you all here to discuss matters with Mr. Crawford?" asked Luca.

"Yes, we need to talk to Luke," replied Gordan, speaking for the group.

Luca pondered for a moment and said, "We're having tacos for lunch today.

Why don't you stay and join US?"

The three of them knew Luca's home-cooked meals were delicious, but they hesitated and shook their heads at the thought of Luke.

Gale said, "Dr. Craw, we'll leave after discussing things with the boss. You don't need to worry about US."

"If the discussion takes a long time, you should stay for lunch. It's decided, "

Luca insisted. After all, Aunt Neile had prepared plenty of ingredients, and she could always order more meatballs and such online to make sure there was enough food.

Just as Gale was about to say something, Luke's voice came from the stairs.

"Stay for lunch."

Luca turned to look at Luke as he made his way down the stairs and smiled at him. "I'll make some coffee for you all."

Then, she turned to the three guests. "Have you had breakfast yet?"

"Not yet."

"Yes, we have."

Gale replied at the same time Rain did.

Realizing their answers were different, they glanced at each other. It was more like glaring at each other instead.

They were secretly blaming each other for the conflicting responses.

Luca watched them exchange glances and understood immediately.

They had not eaten yet.

Since Rain and Gale lived together, they should have left together. If one of them had eaten, the other would have too.

Still, one of them said yes and the other said no. It meant they had not eaten but did not want to trouble her.

Luca then turned to look at Gordan.

He was the exception since no one lived with him.

"Mr. Norton, have you eaten?" asked Luca.

Gordan shook his head honestly and answered, "No, I haven't."

"Alright, I'll prepare three servings of eggs on toast. Eat first, then you can discuss your matters," said Luca. Although their discussion seemed unrelated to her, the timing was actually very relevant to her.

After all, they were dealing with Matysh.

He came to A City because of her.

"It’s okay…" said Rain, puzzled by Gale's insistence on saying they had not eaten.

Was he hinting at Luca to make them breakfast? How would Luke feel about this? After all, their boss was very possessive of his wife.

"You must eat. Your boss hasn't eaten either, so join him. I'll make four servings of eggs on toast," Luca insisted, even though she knew Aunt Neile had already prepared breakfast for Luke. After all, they were here to help her, so how could she let them go hungry?

"Listen to Luca," said Luke, catching the pleading looks from Gale and Rain. He then sat down on the couch.

Luca nodded and headed to the kitchen to prepare breakfast forthem. Feeling a bit embarrassed, Rain rolled up her sleeves and offered to help," Ms. Craw, let me assist you."

"No need. Aunt Nelle is helping me. Just sit and wait. By the way, besides coffee, is there anything else you’d like to drink?"

"Coffee is fine," Gordan replied without hesitation. To Gale and Rain, Luca was both their boss' wife and their sister-in-law.

However, to him, she was just his sister-in-law, so he felt no guilt in making a request. After all, it was normal for her to take care of him, right?

Gale and Rain nodded in agreement. They were content with just coffee.

Their schedules were often erratic, and even though they took melatonin pills to sleep early last night, they still felt groggy. They really needed the coffee to perk up.

Luca glanced at Luke, who was also looking at her, but she said nothing. She knew he was picky, but aside from alcohol and plain water, he only drank coffee.

She headed to the kitchen, and with Aunt Neile’s help, she quickly prepared four servings of eggs on toast.

Each slice of toast was topped with two fried eggs and an avocado spread.

"Smells good," said Gordan, who was sitting in the living room and caught a whiff of the aroma in the air.

Their senses were more acute than average due to their training, so they could smell the delicious aroma wafting from the kitchen.

Luke rose to his feet, followed by the other three.

They walked to the dining room just as Luca emerged with a tray. When she saw them walking toward the dining room, she smiled and said, "You have keen senses."

She was about to serve the toastes.

Then, Gale hurriedly said, "Dr. Craw, the plates are heavy. Let US do it."

He took the four plates of eggs on toast and placed them on the table.

Each one was the same size, and they each had a plate.

"I've also prepared some side dishes to go with the toasts. They re really good," addgd kuca. She returned to the Kitchen to bring out a few plates of side dishes and a bowl of oatmeal.

After setting down the side dishes, she sat down and took the bowl of oatmeal.

"Dr. Craw, why are you having oatmeal while we have toast?" asked Rain, feeling puzzled.

"Would you like some oatmeal? There's more in the kitchen," replied Luca, misunderstanding her question.

Rain quickly shook her head. "No, toast is fine. I'm just curious why you’re having something different."

Luca smiled and explained, "This is the breakfast Aunt Neile prepared. If I have the toast, the oatmeal will go to waste."

It suddenly dawned on Rain that Luca had purposely made the toast, aware that they had not had breakfast.

Since today's breakfast for Luke and Luca was originally oatmeal, she gave Luca an apologetic smile.

If they had come later or eaten before arriving, it would not have been necessary for Luca to prepare anything extra.

However, they were also accustomed to occasionally skipping a meal, so there was no set rule about having breakfast.

"If the toasts aren't enough, there's some more left. If that's still not, enough, there's only oat meal lert."

said Luca. She was unsure of their appetites, so she had prepared according to Luke's portion size.

However, she made a bit extra just in case

"This is plenty," replied Gale. He did not expect to come over so earlyn today and have such a good breakfast. He secretly marveled at their luck to get such a yummy breakfast..

Gale felt quite pleased thinking about the lunch they would have later at noon.

After breakfast, Luca brought out a pot of coffee.

Gale took it from her and said, "Ms. Craw, you go ahead with your tasks. I'll take care of this."

Then, he carried the pot of coffee upstairs.

Aunt Neile came out from the kitchen just as Luca was about to clear the dishes.

She took over. "Ms. Craw, let me handle this. You should take a rest."

Twins In Her Womb: Sir President Please Be Gentle Chapter 3184-One Of The Main Targets Under Observation "Thank you so much, Aunt Neile. I'll be in the study for a while. Could you please call me at 11:00 am?" Luca was worried about getting too absorbed in her research and forgetting the time.

They were planning to have tacos for lunch. The preparation required her attention. She needed an extra hour to get everything ready.

"Sure, I got it." Aunt Neile nodded. Then, she heard Luca add, "Oh, by the way, I ordered some groceries online and left the home phone number. Could you

please keep an eye on the phone later? They can't deliver to our house, so I'll need you to fetch them."

"No problem, I'll take care of it," replied Aunt Neile as she placed the plates on a tray.

Other than a bit of leftovers left on Luke's plate, there was hardly anything left on the other three plates.

It was evident that Luca's toasts were delicious and exactly to their liking.

After Luca came upstairs, she passed by Luke's bedroom, which he used as an office. The door was closed. Knowing their conversation required privacy, she did not knock but instead opened the doors to the three kids' rooms.

They were already up and busy getting ready in the bathroom.

Luca gave them instructions, telling them that Luke was busy and to come downstairs after they finished getting ready so as to not disturb his work.

The kids obediently listened to her and told her that they understood.

After that, Luca finally entered the study.

She closed the door behind her, ready to delve into her herbal studies.

On the other hand, after two days of waiting, Abel finally summoned Amur.

He hurried to the headquarters to meet him.

Abel was sitting on the couch, smoking a cigar and toying with a glass. The liquid inside was as red as blood.

"Boss,” Amur greeted Abel respectfully.

Abel lazily flicked the ash from his cigar and asked, "Any unusual activities in A City recently?"

"Nothing out of the ordinary," replied Amur. Even though he still took on missions, he was now a permanent staff at the headquarters.

As one of the permanent staff, his task was to monitor any abnormalities in the city where the headquarters was located.

Meanwhile, Luke remained one of the main targets under observation at their headquarters.

However, Abel never instructed him to observe Luke and others like him directly.

It was mainly because of Luca.

Due to her close relationship with Amur, Abel had to be cautious. He never assigned Amur tasks related to Luke, fearing Amur might reveal something to Luca.

Moreover, whenever the headquarters carried out tasks related to Luke, Amur was kept in the dark. This was Abel's directive, and they simply executed it.

"Nothing unusual?" Abel's voice rose slightly, sounding disapproving." Amur, are you holding back, or do you truly not know?” "If I haven't found anything, Boss. You can just assume I'm in the dark about it,” replied Amur. He had not hidden anything else apart from Luca's matters.

Nevertheless, he might not necessarily know everything about Luca.

On the contrary, those tasked with monitoring Luke and Luca might be more aware of Luca's affairs than he was.

"Hmph!" Abel snorted. "I'll give you one more chance to be honest.” "I have nothing to report," insisted Amur.

Abel suddenly burst into laughter, rising from his seat at the same time and patting Amur's shoulder.

Amur looked at him in surprise.

Abel withdrew his hand and stood by the window. It was a residential building with a narrow and dirty street below. Hardly anyone passed through except for a few bold shortcut-takers.

Such houses were perfect for them to use as bases.

"I was trying to bait you, but I didn't really expect there to be nothing.” Abel's tone seemed disappointed. "How boring."

Amur remained expressionless. Abel had not summoned him just to pry information out of him. There had to be another reason.

Hence, he awaited Abel's instructions for a task.

"Why the silence?" Abel, not hearing Amur's response, turned around to look at him, feeling displeased.

Amur's expression remained unchanged as he replied, "I'll do as the boss says, no questions asked."

Abel let out a disdainful snort, convinced that Amur was deliberately trying to pull a fast one on him.

However, he could not be bothered at the moment. Instead, he said," There's a bit of trouble in X City. I need you to deal with it."

"Yes, Boss," replied Amur without asking any questions.

Abel turned to look at Amur. He was lowering his head, looking at the floor, and bowing his head respectfully.

However, Abel knew that deep down, he never truly held that level of respect for him.

"Aren't you curious about the mission?" asked Abel.

"I have no right to choose or refuse missions," replied Amur. What was the point of asking since he could not choose or refuse?

Whether he asked beforehand and then agreed or simply agreed without asking, the mission still needed to be completed. There was no real distinction.

Abel listened to his words, and a sinister smile curled his lips.

Amur's obedience was just a show for him.

If it were not for Eler, Luca, and Nyla on the Island of Despair, Amur would not be such a compliant subordinate.

Abel's eyes darkened at the thought of this.

"There are two failed missions in X City. You need to team up with someone to clean up the mess,” added Abel.

Amur was slightly surprised. Team up with someone?

Was he not supposed to act alone?

What could possibly require two people? If the missions failed, the people who needed to be rid of would have been captured by the enemy or the cops.

If the people who carried out the missions were any good, the missions would not have gone south and Abel would not require two people to clean up the mess.

Since those people were not skilled, there was no need for two people to handle it.

Abel immediately noticed Amur's confusion and said directly, "The other person doesn't haye much"

experience, so they need your help.

You don't have to get your hands dirty, but if they also fail, you guys will have to sort it out together."

Suddenly, Amur recalled what Luca had mentioned to him.

Abel had hired many locals in A City to facilitate his operations in this area.

These locals had received some training, but it was tar below the standards of training on the island of Despair. They were more like off-the- books members rather than core members of the organization.

It seemed that both individuals Abel needed to get rid of were locals, and the person in charge of the mission was also from A City.

Abel stroked his chin thoughtfully.

"Initially, this wasn't such a pressing issue. But if those two decide to tell the police anything that could seriously harm US, we need to be extra cautious. Especially considering the person you're assisting is injured.

"If the mission fails, nobody will make it out alive, got it?"

He knew Amur would definitely be able to handle this.

However, he had also mentioned giving Gerald a chance. If Gerald could not handle it on his own, then it would not be his fault.

Abel's eyes darkened. Not everyone got a second chance. Gerald was fortunate that Shanks happened to be around after he was beaten up.

If it were someone else, they would have been left to die in that situation.

Twins In Her Womb: Sir President Please Be Gentle Chapter 3185-How Could He Possibly Seek Vengeance For Her?

"Got it," Amur replied expressionlessly. He did not see any difficulty in Abel's request.

If Abel wanted to eliminate the people from the Island of Despair, Amur would have to execute it immediately. These targets, even though they appeared to be from the Island of Despair, actually had no connection to it.

Their fate was not in his hands.

This included the third person, whose fate also was not in his hands. That person's fate was mainly in Abel's hands.

If the mission failed, Amur would die too.

Amur had always known the brutality of the Island of Despair, so he never thought he could survive by working for Abel. While working for him, he only focused on doing his job and protecting Luca as best as he could.

Abel turned around to look at him. The cigar in his hand had burned out, and he flicked it away before stroking his chin and asking, "Will you go easy on Gerald Muller?"

"Who's Gerald Muller?" asked Amur, not recognizing the name.

"He's the one you're supposed to assist,’’ replied Abel. The mission for Gerald to get rid of two people was difficult, but it was simple for Amur. This way, Gerald would be fine.

Abel believed he could not afford to have useless people around him, so he assigned this mission to Gerald as a test.

If Gerald was capable of completing the mission without alerting the police, he would spare his life. However, if Gerald failed, he would be discarded.

'Til only complete the mission you assign,” said Amur. He did not have much compassion for others.

Abel did not want Amur to take it upon himself to help Gerald, so he added, "You might not know this, but after their mission failed, Gerald tried to blame Ivana. If you show mercy toward him during the mission, Ivana might get hurt one day because of it.” Amur frowned.

He framed Luca? How was she involved in this?

Amur remembered Luca had been to X City, but she had said it was for an industry networking event. How was she dragged into this?

"What’s on your mind?" asked Abel, noticing his expression.

"Nothing, Boss. I'll head to X City now if there's nothing else." Amur certainly would not share his thoughts with Abel.

Abel was not interested in probing further and waved him off, asking him to leave.

Amur left.

After he left the base, he went back to his apartment, gathered some simple gear, and prepared to leave.

He gave Luca a call before departing.

Perhaps she was busy as it took a while for her to answer.

"Luca," said Amur.

"Hey, Amur, what's up?" replied Luca. She was deeply engrossed in her research, so she took a moment to react when she answered the phone. She did not even check who was calling before picking up.

It was not until she heard Amur's voice that she came back to her senses.

"Are you busy?" Amur noticed the distracted tone in Luca's voice.

"No, what's up?" asked Luca, suddenly remembering that Abel was in A City at the moment. Was Amur calling her because of something related to Abel?

"Nothing much. Just wanted to let you know that I'm heading to X City. I wont be in A City for the next couple of days," replied Amur. He initially wanted to add that she could call him if she needed anything, but he decided against it.

Amur knew that Luca would not reach out to him unless something significant happened, like Abel causing trouble for her.

Neither of them wanted any major issues to arise, so Luca would not take the initiative to contact him.

Since she would not be reaching out, there was no need to say anything that might seem presumptuous.

"Why are you going to X City?" Luca's heart sank. She suddenly thought of Jacob Cook and the others who were still in police custody. "Is Abel sending you to fix a problem?"

By "problem", she meant dealing with the people who had failed their missions.

Amur let out a sigh on the other end of the line. "Not exactly. Luca, are you hiding something from me?"

"I wasn't involved in the operation in X City," clarified Luca. She did not fully understand what Amur meant, but she knew he was calling to find out what had happened in X City.

"You weren’t involved?" Amur was puzzled. If she was not involved, why would Gerald try to pin everything on her?

"Are you going to get rid of Jason?" asked Luca.

Amur looked at the documents Abel had given him. One of the two people he was supposed to deal with was named Jacob Cook. "Yes."

"And Gerald?" Luca asked again.

"No, he's handling this mission. I'm wet here to be we he anger.

"'fam up", it was clear he meant for Amur to clean up the mess if necessary.

If Gerald could manage on his own, Amur would just watch.

If he could not, Amur would step in to handle the situation.

"He's handling it…" Luca understood. Gerald was supposed to get rid of some people from the Island of Despair, and if he failed, Amur would take over.

Abel was ruthless. He offered Gerald a chance to live on but not without conditions. It all hinged on how capable Gerald was…

Abel had no emotions. He only considered how much benefit others could bring him. If his interests were threatened, he would not hesitate to eliminate them.

This applied to both people from the Island of Despair and those who knew little about it.

"Yes," answered Amur. He did not intend to ask, but he could not help himself.

"He knows I'm from the Island of Despair because I was there when they carried out the mission. Well, not exactly there. Y was in a bedroom while they were working outside. But Amur, this operation was initiated because

"If you weren't involved in this mission, why did Gerald blame you in front of Abel?"

Abel doesn't trust me. That’s why I was present, but does that count as participating?" asked Luca.

Amur's heart ached. This mission was targeted at Luca.

"Are you sure you weren't hurt?" Amur was worried.

Luca explained her participation in the industry networking event and how she was suspected because she failed to find all the necessary herbs.

However, she did not mention that she had secretly collected the herbs or that she had been punched.

If she told Amur about getting punched, it would stir up his desire for revenge, stil the person who hit her was not Gerald or Jason. It was Abel. How could Amur possibly seek vengeance for her?

Twins In Her Womb: Sir President Please Be Gentle Chapter 3186-If You Doubt A Person, Don't Use Them. If You Use Them, Don't Doubt Them As Luca explained, Amur began to grasp the overall situation. "Got it."

Essentially, it boiled down to Abel not trusting Luca.

There was an old saying in A City, "If you doubt a person, don't use them. If you use them, don't doubt them." However, this saying did not apply to Abel.

He doubted everyone, especially Luca and those around her.

Even Amur and Eler were closely watched by Abel's people, who feared they might do something to harm the interests of the Island of Despair.

At times, Amur could not grasp why Abel would assign Luca such important missions if he truly doubted her.

He could easily assign her other missions or just keep her confined on the Island of Despair. It would be a form of torment for Luke.

The person beside him was not the real Luca while the real Luca was being painfully manipulated. Was that not a better form of revenge?

Amur was puzzled.

Luca let out a sigh as she recalled the events in X City. She reminded," Pierre's incident caused a big stir, and then you had to carry out another mission after that. The police over there are now very vigilant, so you need to be extra careful."

"Yes, I will," replied Amur, secretly letting out a sigh. He did not let her know how he felt.

If Luca was really worried about him, she would not have gone so long without seeing him. If he had not asked, she would not have even mentioned that Abel was suspicious of her.

Thinking about this made Amur feel uneasy.

He glanced at the time and added, "I have to go now."

"Alright. Take care," reminded Luca, sensing something was off with Amur.

"Amur, don't force yourself on this mission, okay?"

If their mission failed but they were not caught, there would still be a chance to survive. However, if they failed and got caught, there would be no chance at all.

Like Jacob, who failed his mission and got caught, Gerald would have to deal with him.

Still, would someone like Gerald really dare to get rid of two people? Luca doubted he had the skill and courage forthat.

Even if he did, taking out a living person was not a simple matter. It required both courage and determination.

Gerald lacked these qualities-unless he knew that if Jacob lived, he would have no chance to survive. In that case, he might fight back.

"Okay," replied Amur as he ended the call. He picked up a bag, left the apartment, and drove away.

Luca sat in her study, staring at her phone's screen. It took a long time before she came back to her senses. She shook her head.

"I hope everything goes well for him," murmured Luca.

With Abel currently in A City, she could not leave carelessly. If Abel found out, who knew what trouble he might cause?

All Luca wanted now was a bit of peace until Luke's friends and subordinates finished their investigations and took action.

She glanced at the documents on her desk. Her thoughts drifted to Shanks.

What exactly was Shanks researching? Why was he collecting these medicinal herbs? Luca could not figure it out.

Just as she was about to continue reading the documents, there was a knock on the door. Aunt Neile's voice came from outside, "Ms. Craw, it's already 11:00 am."

Luca glanced at the time and realized it was indeed 11:00 am.

Time flew when she was engrossed in her studies, especially with the kids upstairs and Luke hashing out plans with Gordan and the others. With no interruptions, it felt like time was on fast forward.

"Okay," replied Luca. She put down her documents, grabbed her phone, and opened the study door.

Aunt Neile was still standing outside.

Luca closed the study door. She smiled at Aunt Nelle and asked, "Aunt Neile, have the groceries I ordered arrived?"

Aunt Nelle nodded and accompanied herdownstairs. "They arrived about an hour ago. I noticed the ingredients didn't need seasoning, so I washed it and put them in the fridge."

"Oh, I was handling some medicinal herbs earlier, so I need to wash thoroughly," explained Luca: Kithey were, oralinary herbs, one wash would suffice. However, she had been handling toxic herbs, so she washed her hands multiple times for safety.

She even used hot water.

"Great," replied Luca as she reached the living room, where the three kids were sitting on the couch reading. She reminded them, "It's essential to take a break and admire the flowers and plants outside after reading. It's good for your eyes."

"Okay, Ms. Luca," the three children replied in unison.

Tommy added, "We just took a break five minutes ago."

Luca smiled and headed to the kitchen. After washing her hands once, she washed them again.

Aunt Nelle, puzzled by her actions, asked, "Ms. Craw, what's going on? Why are you washing your hands so many times?"

Even though she had not tasted the food yet, Aunt Nelle knew that Luca's homemade meals wer@nevep m disappointing! She meticulously recorded every step and ingredient, knowing how much her grandson enjoyed tacos.

The hot water had turned her skin red.

Aunt Neile frowned as she watched, but Luca acted as though nothing was wrong and continued washing her hands.

Not everyone had the same tolerance as she did, so she was being extra cautious.

As Aunt Nelle watched Luca wash her hands the fifth time and was about to ask if there was a need to do so, Luca finally stopped and began preparing the ingredients.

Aunt Neile helped by washing onions and parsley while Luca quickly chopped some tomatoes.

With both kids and adults present, she needed to prepare a non-spicy option for the three kids. With guests around, offering a variety would ensure everyone's preferences were met.

Once all the ingredients were ready, Luca started making the tacos.

Aunt Neile, who had never seen Luca prepare tacos before, took notes with pen and paper, thinking that she could help prepare them in the future whether at home or here.

Luca could not help but let out a laugh, "Aunt Nelle, you don't need to take notes. If you want the recipe, I'll give it to you."

"But you'd still need to write it down. It's no trouble for me. I have time now, so I'll watch you cook and take notes. My grandson loves tacos, but neither my daughter-in-law nor I know how to make them.

"We always order takeout, but you know those are full of additives, and it’s not healthy for kids. Your recipe has none, so if I note it down and learn it, I can make tacos for my grandson."

Aunt Neile's cooking had improved significantly since she started using Luca's recipes.

As Aunt Nelle watched Luca cook, she commented, "Ms. Craw, back in our school days, studying waspretty laid-backi andiwe never even considered further education. But now, as I'm jotting down these notes, I'm finding myself taking it more seriously than I ever did in school."

Whenever she had a day off or time to cook, her family enjoyed the meals so much more, with her grandchild always asking for second helpings.

Twins In Her Womb: Sir President Please Be Gentle Chapter 3187-Were We Arguing?

Aunt Neile's grandchild enjoyed her home-cooked meals, so Aunt Neile was even more willing to collect recipes for cooking.

This way, whenever she had free time, she could cook for her grandson and receive his praises. Aunt Neile would feel happy as well.

"Alright, let me explain in detail so you can remember," said Luca. As she cooked, she explained to Aunt Neile how she made the dishes.

After finishing the spicy tacos, she began preparing the non-spicy ones.

Aunt Nelle said, "I'll take note of this too. My daughter-in-law isn't from A City.

She prefers spicy food. If I learn to make this, I can cook it for her too."

"Okay, I'll tell you all about it," explained Luca as she cooked, demonstrating the best ingredients to use.

All of this was from her previous research. Back then, while studying abroad, she sometimes worked part-time in restaurants. She would pick up some skills while helping out in the kitchen.

Then, based on recipes she learned, she developed her own.

Her friend, Jean, was also studying abroad at the time and tried it. He praised her tacos endlessly, so she made sure to jot down the recipe.

Luca suddenly thought of Jean and then of Nina. Before long, Nina would be getting married.

She probably had not invited Anna and Jean, but would they want to go?

If there were any benefits, Anna and Jean would definitely be willing to go. After all, establishing a relationship with the Mallory family would give them a boost in reputation.

However, Percy and Nina definitely would not welcome them, nor would they give them a warm reception. Since there was no warm reception and no benefits to gain, they surely would not go.

Luca heaved a sigh at the thought of this.

Seeing through someone's true nature was not always a blessing because everything that person did after would start to seem malicious.

Still, at the same time, she did not feel like there was anything wrong with her thoughts.

"Ms. Craw, what's wrong?" Aunt Neile glanced at the pot, thinking she might have burned something, but the stew was fine. Why was she sighing?

"Nothing, something crossed my mind." Luca shook her head.

Aunt Neile thought she might be thinking about the past. She had heard that Luca's family was all abroad. Was she homesick?

After all, Luca could not have known how to cook from the start. Someone must have taught her. Perhaps it was her mother?

"Are you missing home?" asked Aunt Neile.

Luca blinked her eyes and shot her a glance. "Aunt Neile, what makes you think so?"

"I saw you sighing, and I thought you might be missing your mother. Did she teach you all this?" Aunt Neile asked again, not thinking it was prying. It was just casual conversation.

Luca shook her head. "No, I learned this myself."

She knew how to cook, but it had nothing to do with her mother.

She had learned it all on her own.

After all, she was swapped by Allison when she was born, so there was no way she could enjoy maternal love. Even later on, because of various things Allison did, she had to share even the paternal love she originally had.

Therefore, knowing how to cook had nothing to do with her mother. She even felt her culinary skills were better than Queenie's.

However, she enjoyed the dishes Queenie cooked. It was because they reminded her of a mother's home-cooked meal.

When Aunt Neile learned that Luca was self-taught, she could not help but exclaim, "It's said that children who grow up abroad are particularly independent, and they don’t rely on their parents. Learning to cook on your own is really impressive…"

Luca did not know how to respond to Aunt Neile's words, so she just smiled without saying anything.

"It's almost ready, Aunt Neile. Could you assemble the tacos and serve them?"

said Luca.

"Alright." Aunt Neile nodded. Se began to prepare swiftly.

She glanced at the time. It was already 12:10 pm, and it was time to have lunch.

"Lanie, Rainie, Tommy, wash your hands. Get ready for lunch," Luca called out to the children before heading upstairs.

She arrived at the bedroom door on the second floor and knocked on the door.

After a while, the tightly closed door was opened, and Luke stepped out.

"Let's eat first. You guys can discuss after," suggested Luca. Even though Gale and Rain were Luke's subordinates, they were also guests.

No matter how important the matter was, it would not be right to let them continue working on an empty stomach.

Luke was not the type of boss who only made his subordinates work. He nodded and said to the people inside the bedroom, "Let's go downstairs and have lunch first."

"Okay." Gale and Rain followed out.

Gordan was the last to come out. He asked, "Luca, did you prepare spicy tacos?"

"Yes, I made a variety. There are spicy tacos too." Luca nodded.

Gale rolled his eyes at him. "Just having food to eat is good engugh.

having food to eat is good engugh.

You're even picky about flavors? Even Without spicy tacos, you'll definitely eat the most later."

"Great!" Gordan gave Luca a thumbs-up.

He had to admit that Luke's wife was really thoughtful. She specifically catered to both kids and adults just because they were here.

"You always have something to say. Don't you like spicy food too? I know you can't live without spicy food!" retorted Gordan.

Gale used to have the taste preferences of a Russian, but after coming to A City, he became someone who enjoyed spicy food.

Even though he did not insist on having it all the time, he would definitely choose it when there was a choice.

"I do, but anything Dr. Craw makes tastes good," Gale said confidently.

"Are you not afraid of getting into trouble with the boss by saying that?" teased Gordan.

"Cut it out, Gordan. I've noticed that since no one else argues with you, you've become addiated to arguing with me, huh?" Gale scoffed at Gordan as he made his way down the stairs.

After coming downstairs, Gale and Gordan did not speak much.

They felt it was too embarrassing for two grown men to argue in front of children, so all the arguing ceased!

the moment they reached downstairs. In any case, they had to maintain a dignified image in front of the children.

Tommy glanced at Gale and then at Gordan. He asked, "Mr. Gale and Mr.

Gordan, why aren't you arguing anymore?"

"We weren't arguing. Were we, Gordan?" Gale asked seriously and looked at Gordan, who had been arguing with him just now.

"No, we weren't." Gordan shook his head.

"You clearly were.” Lanie looked at the two adults who were pretending and put on an expression of disdain on his face.

The second floor was not far from the first floor. Did they really think the kids could not hear them just because they were kids?

"It wasn't an argument." Gale shook his head.

"But you two were just teasing each other like you were about to fight." Tommy frowned. Was that not considered an argument? What else would they call it?

Gordan and Gale were rendered speechless.

Twins In Her Womb: Sir President Please Be Gentle Chapter 3188-Tomorrow's Task Was Crucial "We were just having a conversation," Gale lied through his teeth, looking the kids straight in the eye.

Tommy pointed at the ceiling, then to the floor. "The distance between the first and second floors isn’t that far. We could hear everything clearly. We heard it all."

"It was just a loud conversation," replied Gordan, shooting a glare at Gale.

It was all his fault for provoking him.

Now, his cool image in front of the kids was ruined.

"Alright. If you don't want to embarrass yourselves, then stop arguing all the time." Luke stepped in to mediate. He turned to the kids and asked," Did you wash your hands?"

"Yes," replied Tommy.

Lanie glanced at Gordan and then at Gale, suddenly posing a deep question.

"Daddy, Mr. Gale and Mr. Gordan argue so much. Can they really work together?"

He doubted their ability to cooperate with each other.

Both Gale and Gordan immediately put on serious faces.

"Lanie, you can't doubt my seriousness and professionalism," said Gordan.

"Nor can you doubt my abilities," added Gale.

Although they argued sometimes, they worked well together when it counted.

They were nothing like this.

Luke looked at both of them and reassured his son, "Don't worry. They can work together just fine."

"Oh, I was just worried that their arguing would affect their work efficiency. "

Lanie nodded, not fully understanding what the adults were doing.

However, he knew that constant arguing could not be good.

Gordan cast a blaming glance at Gale, as though he was silently accusing him it was his fault for always picking fights with him.

Gale glared back at him. It was as though it was also all Gordan's fault. If he had not been so picky and sharp-tongued, he would not have argued with him.

"Alright. Let's take our seats." As Luca watched the two of them glaring at each other, she knew that this staring match would not yield any resolution. With a decisive move, she stepped in and deftly diffused the tension. She directed them to their seats.

At this point, Gordan and Gale finally noticed the enticing aroma of the food.

In an instant, their appetites were whet. Their quarrels and glares were forgotten as they quickly moved to the dining area.

After checking where the spicy tacos were placed, Gordan and Gale sat down on that side.

Luca came in and said to the kids, "The non-spicy tacos are on this side. Come sit here."

"Okay, Ms. Luca," replied the three kids as they took their seats.

Luca turned to Rain and asked, "Ms. Rain, which flavor would you like?"

Unlike Gale, who loved spicy food, Rain was open to both options. She glanced at the tacos and hesitated, "I want to try everything…"

"Then sit here." Luca pointed at a spot in the middle.

Rain would be able to try everything if she sat there.

"Thank you, Dr. Craw," said Rain, settling into her seat.

Luca turned to look at Luke and suggested, "'Why don't you sit here?"

She was pointing to another spot in the middle.

Luke has a sensitive stomach, a result of not having meals regularly because of work in the past. Therefore, he could not eat too much spicy food, or his stomach would suffer.

Hence, another middle seat was reserved for him.

"Okay," Luke agreed without objection. To his left were the spicy tacos, and to his right were the non-spicy tacos. Gordan was seated next to the spicy tacos, followed by Gale.

This arrangement allowed Luca to sit to his right.

Luca indeed sat to his right, keeping an eye on the kids. Even though they could handle things themselves, they were still young, and she felt it was better to supervise them closely. She did not feel comfortable letting the kids manage on their own.

After Luca sat down, Aunt Neile brought out the salad.

Luca said, "Aunt Neile, please join US. You can choose to sit on either side."

Aunt Nelle usually ate with them, but if there were guests, she would consider their feelings and might not join. However, since Luca invited her, she nodded and replied, "I'll sit here."

She pointed at the side with the spicy tacos.

She had been craving it since Luca started preparing the food. It smelled so good.

"Alright." Luca suddenly remembered they had not prepared drinks. She turned to Gale and Gordan, asking, "I forgot to prepare drinks. Would you like some wine, or…?"

She expected them to choose wine, knowing they had their eyes on Luke's collection. However, their answers surprised her.

"Our work isn't finished yet, Dr. Craw. I'll just have some juice, just like the kids,"

replied Gale.

"I don't drink the day before work," added Gordan. Although he had been drinking a lot lately, almost to the point of alcohol poisoning, he abstained when he had important tasks ahead.

"Okay, I’ll get the juice.” Luca nodded.

Aunt Neile stood up and said, "Ms. Craw, I'll get it. Please sit down."

With kids around the house, they always kept a stock of clean, quality ingredients, including tasty fruit juices especially since summer was in full swing. Aunt Nelle headed to the kitchen and retrieved a case of fruit juice beverages from the fridge.

She placed a glass of drink by each person and then sat back down.

"Let's eat," said Luke, picking up a taco.

Gordan and Gale eagerly followed suit.

The sauces, prepared by Luca, might not match everyone's preferences, but they tasted good. Everyone was very satisfied with the meal.

After the meal, Luca and Aunt Neile started to clean up.

Rain offered to stay and help, but Luca quickly said, "Ms. Rain, they're all upstairs now. You should go ahead and join them. We've got this covered."

Rain hesitated, feeling a bit embarrassed. "It's no trouble. I can help to clean up."

"You're a guest, and you have more important things to do. Go ahead.” Luca gently pushed her toward the exit of the dining room.

Rain had no choice but to watch them work, feeling a bit awkward.

Even though she was a guest, she had known them for a long time and was very familiar with them: Besides, she already had breakfast and lunch here. She felt bad not helping out at all.

She glanced upstairs, thinking how men had it easy.

They just ate and then went back to work, not bothering with the cleanup.

Rain shook her head helplessly, accepted Luca's suggestion, and headed upstairs to continue discussing tomorrow's plans with the others.

Luca was right. Tomorrow's task was crucial.

They needed to plan meticulously. After investing so much time, manpower, and resources, they could not afford to waste them all.

Moreover, getting Matysh locked up in A City's prison would be a hugel favor ta Maraose This Would pave the way for increased collaboration between T Corporation and M Group.

Their market share in Russia was the lowest in every aspect. Luke had long wanted to break into the Russian market, and this was a golden opportunity.

Twins In Her Womb: Sir President Please Be Gentle Chapter 3189-It's Not Two, It’s Three As Rain thought about it, she walked into the bedroom. She closed the door and joined the men's conversation.

The three kids went upstairs to rest.

Aunt Nelle and Luca stayed downstairs to clean up. They divided the tasks and worked quickly.

Suddenly, Aunt Nelle asked, "Ms. Craw, what are they busy with? I heard it's something important. Is it related to T Corporation?"

"I don't know either." Luca shook her head. After glancing at Aunt Neile, she looked away.

"Mr. Crawford usually doesn't discuss work at home. This is rare," Aunt Neile explained her curiosity as it was unusual for Luke to work at home.

They had been talking all morning, and their discussion continued into the afternoon, which surprised Aunt Neile.

Luca did not offer any further explanation. She washed her hands. Thinking that the people upstairs had already finished their coffee by now, she decided to make another pot.

"Aunt Nelle, I’ll leave these for you to wash. I'll make them some more coffee,"

said Luca.

"Okay, Ms. Craw." Aunt Nelle took over the dishwashing.

After Luca quickly made a pot of coffee, she noticed that Aunt Nelle was nearly done with the dishes. She said, "Aunt Neile, take a nap later. Even though they're busy, there's nothing for you to do right now."

She knew Aunt Nelle had a habit of taking a nap in the afternoon, but with guests in the house, Aunt Nelle might skip it unless she mentioned it.

Luca understood that people accustomed to naps would feel sluggish all afternoon if they missed it, so she reminded her.

Aunt Neile smiled and nodded. "Okay, Ms. Craw."

Luca carried the coffee upstairs.

After Aunt Neile cleaned up the dining table, she glanced upstairs. She did not say or do anything. She just went back to the maid's room to rest.

After delivering the coffee, Luca went back to the master bedroom.

She planned to rest for a while before heading back to the study to study the medicinal herbs.

As for dinner, she had already marinated the meat yesterday, so it would be ready to cook later.

Luca lay down on the bed, thinking about her plans for the afternoon. She soon drifted off to sleep.

At X City, Amur pushed open the door of the base.

Normally, it would take over four hours to reach X City, but Amur drove fast and arrived in just three hours.

His sudden entrance startled the people inside, who grabbed whatever tools they could find.

When they noticed that it was Amur, they let their guard down. One of them complained, "I know you're the boss' favorite, but can't you knock?"

Amur could not be bothered to argue with him. He asked, "Is Gerald here?"

Before he came here, he learned that Gerald had been badly injured by people from the Island of Despair a few days ago. However, Shanks had treated him, so he should still be in the X City base.

"He's on the second floor." The man pointed upstairs.

Amur carried his bag up to the second floor.

The man saw how arrogant Amur was, spat disdainfully, and said to his companion, "Look at him. He's acting like we owe him a fortune. Ugh, so what if he's got some skills? Does he have to act so cocky?"

"Yeah, he's so full of himself. He’s bound to get beaten up one day," added another man. Amur had not even bothered to knock before barging in, and it startled them.

They were not worried about someone causing trouble, but the fear of the police showing up was real.

This was X City, not their home base on the Island of Despair.

If the police arrived, they would have no choice but to flee. They would have to abandon the base and all the supplies.

"Have you heard?" one of the men suddenly spoke up amidst their complaints about Amur.

"About what?" The others looked at him curiously.

The man began, "This guy is no ordinary person. He used to be a prisoner and was locked up in one of those iron cages. He couldn't be beaten down no matter how hard they tried. Somehow, he held on and never seemed to die.

"Then, a woman came along and rescued him. He got a chance at some serious training after that. Now, there aren't many folks on the Island of Despair who can take him in a fight. So, if we try to jump him, what do you reckon our chances of winning would be?"

"Is he really that tough?" exclaimed another man. "But no matter how tough he is, one fist can’t match multiple hands. I bet if we ganged up on him, he wouldn't be able to handle it."

"Yeah, exactly!" others agreed enthusiastically.

"Should we give it a try? If we don't put him in his place, he'll keep looking down on US," one of them suggested eagerly.

"Good idea!"

Several of them nodded in agreement.

"Wait, isn't he here on a mission?" the man who knew about Amur’s past suddenly interjected.

"So what?"

The others looked at him, puzzled.

He rolled his eyes and explained, "If he hadn't come here on a mission, then us taking a swing at him, as unsavory as it sounds, could pass off as a bit of sparring. But if he's got a mission to handle and we end up leaving him crippled or seriously injured, what does that make US? If he fails his mission, do you think we'll be able to benefit from it in any way?"

Their boss only cared about results. A failed mission was a failed mission.

However, if Amur blamed them for his failure, they would be in big trouble.

"Offending him is nothing. Offending the boss is terrifying," reminded the man.

His words silenced the group. Their enthusiasm for beating up Amum quickly fadd. They.continued to stroke, dropping the topic of Amur entirely.

The man did not say anything more seeing they had given up on the idea.

Amur was not someone to mess with…

Unaware of the thoughts downstairs, Amur headed straight up.

Two men were standing there.

"Where's Gerald?" asked Amur.

One of the men, Phil, pointed at a room. "In there. What do you need him for?' "Boss says it’s time for him to start the mission, and I’m here to assist him,"

replied Amur.

"Your help is required to kill two nobodies?" Phil knew Amur's reputation.

He was one of the top assassins from the Island of Despair.

"It's not two, it's three," corrected Amur, pointing at the room. "If he fails, he'll be the third,” Amur said in English.

The door to that room was left open, and he did not bother to lower his voice.

Gerald, who lacked proper training, might hesitate to kill two peoplen Neverthelegs, knowing his failure would mean his own death might spur him into action.

He was not the least bit worried about Gerald overhearing.

Amur looked at Gerald, who was sitting on the bed.

"He's definitely not going to survive,"

muttered Phil as he followed amer into the rogm, "How's he going to complete the mission in such a state?"

After Shanks treated him, he was able to sit up, but his body was still covered in bruises.

Amur frowned. Gerald was practically a sitting duck in this condition.

Twins In Her Womb: Sir President Please Be Gentle Chapter 3190-Give Him A Quick One Gerald's face was bruised and swollen. His body was wrapped in bandages, and there was even a cast on one of his legs.

"Do you think he can handle the mission like this?" Phil asked Amur.

"We can, but he can't,” replied Amur as he looked at Gerald’s condition. The thought of taking revenge for Luca immediately dissipated.

It was not within the scope of his mission.

Normally, he would not bother dealing with someone like this. It was not worth it.

"Why don’t you give him a quick one and then take care of those other two? "

Phil suggested that since Gerald could not carry out the mission anyway, it would be better to give him a swift end.

It would save the hassle of coming back and forth and the risk of exposure.

"No!" Gerald understood Phil's implication. He knew this was his last chance to survive.

He wanted to delay the mission at first. He even entertained the idea of not having to deal with Jacob himself.

However, Gerald did not expect Abel to send Amur and even have him clean up the mess…

Gerald knew what it meant.

If he failed the mission, Amur would dispose of all three of them.

Therefore, Amur would not help during his mission.

Gerald was in despair, but driven by his survival instinct, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow Abel's instructions. He wanted to live!

Amur looked at Gerald and asked, "Are you sure you want to carry out the mission?"

"Yes! I want to live!" When Gerald answered, he accidentally touched his wound, causing him to tremble in pain.

Amur was puzzled when he saw Gerald like this, but he also caught a glimpse of the shadows of his past on the Island of Despair.

Back then, he was locked in a large iron cage and used as a punching bag. He was also forced to fight, providing entertainment for those who claimed to be skilled.

However, Eler kept him from giving up, even in his weakness. He relied solely on his willpower until Luca took him out.

Previously, he never thought he would have such a day-a day when he would step out of the cage and become someone others dared not to provoke.

Amur turned to Phil, who was beside him, and asked, "Is Mr. Shanks still around?"

Phil shook his head. "Mr. Shanks went into the mountains. He said he was looking for medicinal herbs."

"Did he leave any syringes or medications behind? How can we proceed with the mission like this?" asked Amur.

Phil was surprised. If it were him, he would simply take the person to the police station and let Gerald perform.

However, Amur’s intention now was to find a way to improve Gerald's condition before carrying out the mission.

After some thought, he asked, "Do you want to help him?"

"Not really. I remember you also came out of an iron cage." Amur vaguely remembered Phil.

He was just like him. They both made it out alive from an iron cage.

His words reminded Phil of the days when he was locked in an iron cage. If it were not for his sheer luck, he would never have gotten out.

He looked at Gerald and snorted disdainfully. "Consider him lucky. Mr.

Shanks left some medication, but he meant to ask if the boss wanted to let Gerald take it or not."

Phil walked to a safe, opened it, and took out a vial of medicine. He handed it to Amur. "This medication can temporarily numb the pain in his body, and at the same time, it'll calm both the mind and body.

"Since Boss wants you to team up with him, it's up to you to decide whether to administer this injection to him or not."

Amur took it and walked toward Gerald.

Instead of administering the injection to Gerald, he placed the vial on the bedside table. "It's your choice whether to go on like this or to have the injection."

"Will it really help?" Gerald suddenly remembered the potion he had taken when he joined the Island of Despair.

It was sold as a tonic, but after drinking it, they were told it was poison. They had to take the antidote every month to survive, or else they would die if they left the organization without it.

Gerald worried that this injection might be similar to the potion he had previously consumed.

"It has side effects, but if your mission isn't completed, the consequence is death," replied Amur, speculating about the side effects.

Shanks had the ability to develop such injections, and adding some side effects was easy.

Unless it was for someone of high rank in the Island of Despair, most auxiliary substances like this would have some side effects.

The moment Gerald realized that his worst outcome was death, he stopped hesitating and nodded. "I'll take the injection."

Amur stared at him expressionlessly.

Gerald also looked at him, thinking that maybe he did not hear him clearly, so he repeated, "I'll take the injection."

"Okay," replied Amur without moving.

At that moment, Gerald realized that this man would not administer it for him. He had to do it himself.

Gerald clenched his teeth, picked up the syringe, and paused for a moment.

Then, he inserted it into his arm, pushing all the medication into his body.

Phil at the door handed him another vial of medication and said, "Take this too.

It'll temporarily let you ignore your fractures and other injuries, allowing you to walk normally."

Considering he had already injected one vial, Gerald figured what harm could another vial do.

He took it as well.

"How long?" Amur suddenly asked.

Phil answered, "Four hours, which is enough."

"Let's go." Amur left the bedroom without looking back.

Gerald gently rose to his feet. For the past tew days, even the slightest?

movement had been exeruciatingly painful. He expected the pain to continue now, but to his surprise, he felt nothing.

Gerald widened his eyes. "It doesn't hurt anymore!"

Phil smirked, mocking Gerald's ignorance.

This was Shanks' researched medication. It worked incredibly fast, so not feeling pain was normal. It would be abnormal if there was no immediate effect after drinking it.

Gerald walked to the door and heard Phil say, "You only have one chance. Boss and that man won't give you a second chance. Oh, by the way, you still don't know who that man is, do you?"

"Can I not work with him? I'm afraid he'll kill me before I even get to execute the mission" Gerafd furned tô look at Phil. Phil had been giving him medicine during this time, and now, Gerald saw him as his lifeline.

"Who is he?" Gerald could not help but ask along.

"He has two sisters on the Island of Despair. You've met one of them.

hem, the one you blamed in Koft of Boss, Mana. so, Watch yourself. if things go south during the mission, your neck will be on the line."

Gerald thought of how he tried to shift the blame for the failed mission onto Luca, only to be severely reprimanded by Abel. He could not help but shudder.

Did Amur know about this? If he did, would he not be after his life?

Gerald regretted it immediately. If he had known about this arrangement, he would have rather taken all the blame himself earlier, avoiding their retaliation.

Phil sneered coldly, "You don't have a choice. Besides, he's not that kind of person. If you lose your life, it's because you failed the mission."