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

Pierre looked at him speak confidently and fell silent for a while.

Abel gestured toward Haller. “Hand it over."

Haller took out a phone and a card from his pocket, placing them in Abel's hand.

Abel tossed the things in his hand onto the coffee table and stood up. "This is how you'll contact me. After you've given it some thought, just dial this number on this phone and you'll be able to reach me."

After finishing, he left with Haller.

The door of the suite opened and closed again. Pierre slowly shifted his gaze toward the door. If he had insisted on getting the money back today, his brain would have been blown out by now.

He slowly picked up the phone and card on the coffee table.

The number printed on the card did not resemble a phone number. Pierre counted the numbers, there were a total of 22 digits. They said it was a number, but they might as well call it a scrambled code.

He turned on the phone. This ordinary phone model was available on the market, but there was nothing else on the screen except for the interface to dial numbers.

Not even the basic phone settings were seen.

Pierre could confirm that though this phone might look ordinary, it was actually far from it.

He put the phone aside.

He had not made up his mind on whether to contact Abel for help as he had already spent a lump sum of money. Although he never expected the bidding document to get him the project, seeing the project fall into Luke's hands filled him with jealousy.

Pierre kept the phone and card in the drawer. He wanted to deal with Luke, but he still had to give it some consideration.

After all, Abel had provided him with useful information. Luke had connections here too.

He wanted to investigate further.

The phone he set aside rang, and he picked it up impatiently. It was Mr. Peralta.

answered irritatedly, "What

other end of the phone, Mr.

asked coldly. He would not leave until he had decided whether to deal with

Peralta could sense from Abel's tone of voice that he was in a bad mood. He held his breath and bit the bullet as he reported, “Boss, there are some matters back at the company that you need

to disturb Pierre, but after Percy called, it not only put

refused to return, things would

here. You head

not help him negotiate. Secondly, he could not protect him. He should not have brought him here in the first

"But the company—"

impatiently cut him off, "Who's the

so when working

Pierre's

said, "I would never. In that case, I'll return first. Let me know when you want to go back, Boss. I'll book a

phone

his hotel room. Their bidding document did not even get chosen. He had no idea why

a celebration

considered lucky that Luke did not cause them

hurriedly gave him a reply, "Mr. Mallory, Boss said he wishes to stay in Russia for the

replied in an instant, "What is

Peralta wondered the same thing. Percy had a point. There was nothing in Russia for Pierre to do. He could only answer, "I'm not sure about that either. This is the boss's

for the time being too. Keep an eye

face immediately

by Pierre, but Percy wanted him to stay here. Should he leave

he stayed, Pierre would definitely find it

it," he answered Percy after

work for Percy, but that seemed like

open. He also said that if Mr. Peralta refused to help him, Luke would hold

throw half of his life away because

The following day.

to the hotel lobby to welcome Mr. Zac and the employees