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

Mr. Peralta fell silent with embarrassment.

The two of them had strong auras. It was not his place to say a word.

Pierre walked into the lounge and ordered Mr. Peralta, “Go to my wine cabinet and bring a bottle of red wine here."

Abel replied as soon as Pierre said, "Red wine won't be enough. The alcohol content isn't high enough, Mr. Mallory."

Pierre frowned. Was this guy trying to make him drunk early in the morning?

However, Pierre had heard that Abel was Russian. Thus, he turned around and ordered Mr. Peralta, "Get a bottle of Martell cognac for me."

"Yes, sir," replied Mr. Peralta. He closed the door and went to prepare the liquor for them.

Pierre sat down on the sofa opposite Abel with a cold and haughty look on his face. "Mr. Abel, what can I do for you this time?"

The way Pierre talked to him was considered polite. Although he had no idea about this man's identity and background, he must be capable enough since he was able to steal T Corporation's bidding document.

"Will you believe me if I tell you I'm here to have a drink?" Abel toyed with the cigar in his hands, not lighting it up yet.

"Absolutely not. If you just wanted to have a drink, you'd come looking for me at night, not in the morning," replied Pierre. Drinking at night was much more fun than drinking in the morning.

"Interesting. You're smart." Abel did not really like Pierre, but the enemy's foe was his friend. He knew that well.

Just then, Mr. Peralta brought two snifter glasses and a bottle of Martell cognac into the lounge.

"Mr. Mallory, Mr. Abel, here's the cognac." Mr. Peralta placed the swifter glasses in front of them.

Pierre said, "Serve it to Mr. Abel first."

"Yes, sir." Mr. Peralta poured the cognac into the glasses for them.

Abel looked at the Martell cognac and raised his brows, then he said, "It's good, indeed. I didn't expect you to be so generous." "We're partners. Is there a problem serving my partner with the good stuff?" Pierre asked.

up his glass and drank it

Peralta stood at the side and listened to their

not remember the company having any business deals with foreigners. While

he watched Mr. Peralta refill

to hear the rest of the

Mr. Peralta left the lounge and asked,

replied Pierre as he slowly picked up his glass and took a

I came here to see your

you think?" Pierre could sense Abel's hatred for Luke from his

uniting with someone who hated

not as good as T Corporation," Abel said honestly, but

money to be the second fiddle after buying the bidding document. I'm sure this can deal a heavy blow

bidding document, but it would take some time for Luke to

any easier for him to complete the rest

ensure Luke could not recover the losses in time. That way, Luke's

to have confidence. Have you submitted the bidding document?" Abel asked,

or the

already submitted it. Don't worry. I didn't spend so much money just to read

you not to underestimate your enemy." Abel looked at the flattering look on Pierre's face. Abel would not have waited until

go to such lengths to spend three years plotting against

take Abel's warning seriously. This time, it would be his most

in his glass quietly and looked at how haughty Pierre was. It would serve him right if he got

o'clock in

the villa, the maid's

a long sigh of relief. The project was finally

let out another sigh too, but Luke was sitting in front of them. They dared not to express their feelings. Even so, their hearts felt much

had been busy with the project for such a long time. It was finally coming

he made sure the contents

the organizer after a while, claiming that they had already received the bidding document.

stared at the two people