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

at the side and listened to their conversation.

remember the company having any business deals with foreigners. While he was pondering, he did not forget to refill

spoke after he watched Mr. Peralta refill Abel's glass. "You may leave

rest of the conversation. Therefore, he nodded and

Mr. Peralta left the lounge and asked, "Do

Pierre as he slowly picked up his glass and took

the cigar and took a puff, then said slowly, "Honestly, I came here to see your company. I want to know whether

sense Abel's hatred for

many things, including uniting with someone who hated Luke

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

worry. I didn't spend so much money to be the second fiddle after buying the bidding document. I'm sure this can deal a heavy blow

more than a bidding document, but it would take some

easier for him to complete

Luke could not recover

confidence. Have you submitted the bidding document?" Abel asked, reminding him not

the bidding document tomorrow or the day

so much money just to read the bidding document." Pierre smirked. He was

the flattering look on Pierre's face.

go to such lengths to

This time, it would

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

in

villa, the

long sigh of relief. The project

in front of them. They dared not to express their feelings. Even so, their hearts felt much lighter at

a long time. It was

document after he made sure the contents of the

claiming that they had already received the bidding document. The organizer then

at the two people in front of