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.

said!" Abel picked up his glass and drank it without toasting

stood at the side and

company having any business deals with foreigners. While he was pondering,

Mr. Peralta refill Abel's glass. "You

rest of

Mr. Peralta left the lounge and asked,

he slowly picked up his glass

lit the cigar and took a puff, then said slowly, "Honestly, I came here to

could sense Abel's

uniting with someone who hated

as T Corporation," Abel said honestly, but it

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

Luke and T Corporation would take far more than a bidding document, but it would take some

would it be any easier for him

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

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

be submitting the bidding document tomorrow or the day after if they

didn't spend so much money just to read the bidding document." Pierre smirked. He was pretty sure

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

would not have to go to such lengths to spend

news." Pierre did not take Abel's warning seriously. This time, it would be his most glorious victory after knowing

haughty Pierre was. It would serve him right if he got the short end of the

o'clock in

the villa, the maid's

a long sigh of relief. The project was

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

a long time. It was finally

after he made sure the contents

a reply from the organizer after a while, claiming that they had already received the bidding document. The organizer then

stared at the two people in front