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.

glass and drank it without

Peralta stood at the side and listened to their

with foreigners. While he was

Mr. Peralta refill Abel's glass. "You may

was not allowed to hear the rest of the

out after Mr. Peralta left

he slowly

took a puff, then said slowly, "Honestly, I came here

Pierre could sense Abel's hatred for Luke

things, including uniting with someone who hated Luke to

Corporation,"

didn't spend so much money to be the second fiddle after buying the bidding

Luke and T Corporation would take far more than a bidding document, but it would take some time for Luke to recover his losses.

any easier for him to complete the

to seize the chance to continuously strike blows at T Corporation and ensure Luke could not recover the losses in time. That way, Luke's time would come to

you submitted the bidding document?" Abel asked, reminding

tomorrow or the day after if

it. Don't worry. I didn't spend so much money just to read the bidding document."

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

would not have to go to such lengths to spend three years plotting against

did not take Abel's warning seriously. This time, it would

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

in the

villa, the

out a long sigh of relief.

out another sigh too, but Luke was sitting in front of them. They dared not to

project for such a long time.

the bidding document after he made sure the contents of the bidding

a while, claiming that they had already received the bidding document. The organizer then asked them to attend the project

stared at the two people