Twins in Her Womb: Sir President, Please be Gentle by Heap Heap

"Good." Pierre nodded his head with satisfaction while Jean got out of the car with a depressed expression on his face.

Jean was beaten up so badly that his face was all swollen up like a pig.

"Mr. Mallory, your subordinate went too far." Jean covered half of his face with his hand and cried out, "Ouch!"

Pierre looked at the state Jean was in now and nodded, feeling pleased. He said, "This is good. Show Nina your face and she won't turn you away."

Jean understood why Pierre did that. He was furious at getting beaten up, but he dared not say anything else. He had no choice but to go along with the arrangements. "Mr. Mallory, I understand what you mean now. It's indeed a good idea."

Pierre grinned while he looked at Jean's swollen face. "You must be feeling wronged now. Give it to him."

The subordinate heard him and threw an envelope to Jean.

Jean took it and glanced inside the envelope. Money!

There was lots and lots of money. It was a fat stack of cash!

"Mr. Mallory, thank you. Thank you so much!" The grievance in Jean's heart was suddenly gone when he saw the money. He reckoned that there must be more than 10,000 dollars inside.

Pierre looked at Jean, whose eyes brightened up when he saw the money, and said disdainfully, "There's 100,000 dollars in it. Your bones and muscles are still fine after getting beaten up this time. You'll only have to rest for a few days. The money is compensation for your medical bills. You'll be rewarded if you do me the favor. I'll give you plenty of money. You don't have to think about earning money anymore. You'll be able to live your life comfortably."

"Yes, yes. Thank you, Mr. Mallory." Jean bowed and scraped, forgetting the pain on his face.

Pierre got back into the car and reminded him again, saying, "I don't have much patience. And I've already done my part in this matter. I'll leave the rest to you, and you'll have to speed up the progress. You know the consequences if I'm not satisfied with your progress."

Jean nodded and

door and the

and it was as though he could not feel the pain on his face. Judging from Pierre's personality, it looked like although he was malicious and it was hard to figure out what he had in mind,

Pierre giving him money,

his motorcycle and came to

had just taken her medicine this morning, and she was lying on the bed attached to an IV drip. She was so nervous to the point that she almost got out of bed to check on Jean. Just then, she saw him come in with a

happened to

Nina had hired to take care of Anna. She would report

a hurry to talk about Pierre's matter. Instead, he said,

on the bed. She could not be bothered that the needle was still attached to her arm. She said, "Come, take a

the caretaker, "I'd like to have

even when she heard him. Instead, she said, "It's my duty to take care of Mrs. Anna. I'm not

and get the fruits. Here's the money. Hurry up." Jean generously handed a hundred dollars to her and said, "Go and buy some

up when she saw her son becoming so generous. "What's wrong with you? Do you have to spend so much on

said,

had no choice but to cooperate with him to send the caretaker away. "Alright. I'd like to have

no choice since Anna asked her to do it. She took

on the chair beside the ward bed and

win the lottery?" Anna asked him when she saw him so excited. She could not think of any other way how Jean

Jean said excitedly. He thought the wounds on him did not matter anymore when he talked about

hurt? Why don't you go see the doctor?" Anna was heartbroken to see her son get beat up so

to see the doctor. Besides, they didn't hit me on the vital parts of my body. Let me tell you something. Pierre is in