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

This floor was where T Corporation's housekeeping department was located. Pierre looked into the office. There were a few middle-aged women who were wearing their uniforms sitting there.

The housekeeping department was the department with the least secrets in every corporation, and the people received the lowest pay.

It was clear what Luke wanted to tell him by asking him to wait in the lounge of this department.

Pierre could not help but mock. “Very funny. Is Luke Crawford worried that I'd steal your company's confidential information? How dare he ask me to discuss matters with him in the lounge of the housekeeping department?"

The security guards who were walking in front of him remained silent. They could not help but secretly judge him. How shameless Pierre was. Some things were better left unsaid, but this man was blurting everything out. Was he not ashamed of himself?

A guard pushed the door open when they arrived at the entrance of the lounge and invited them, "Mr. Pierre, please come in."

Pierre looked at the humble-looking lounge and sneered. "What kind of lounge is this? Those who see this would think T Corporation is a small company. Is this all T Corporation has? Didn't the company just become partners with M Group? Is the company short of money to decorate the lounge?"

The guards were secretly complaining while they listened to Pierre's sarcastic remarks.

Why were they the ones to take over the receptionist's job?

They came with the thought of watching Pierre making a fool of himself while they followed Pierre. Now that they were feeling helpless from getting provoked by Pierre's words, there was nothing they could do.

"Mr. Pierre, that's up to them." The assistant could no longer bear it. If Old Master Mallory knew this was how Pierre was acting when he was supposed to make things clear and apologize to Luke, he would burn with anger.

Although it was Luke's fault for making such arrangements, anyone would have done the same thing.

It was already kind of Luke to be willing to see Pierre. After all, stealing a bidding document was no small matter. If not for Luke's document, would Pierre even have the chance to join the bid for the project?

Hence, Old Master Mallory's assistant thought that Pierre should endure it.

could not help but mock. "Those

Old Master Mallory's subordinate," the assistant

assistant was reminding him that he was

to the guards,

other. There was not much funding for the housekeeping department. How could they have

like T Corporation

you'd like to have a glass of wine, I guess the Mallory family's manor would have tons of it." Luke's voice came from the door. The two guards let out a

stared at Luke, who came

the prideful look on his face reminded him

of the ceremony online. All he wanted to do

you're a wine collector. What's the matter? Is it because you don't feel like taking any out and sharing it with me? Then why don't I buy

helplessly. With that attitude, it looked like Pierre came here to look for trouble

here, not even a bottle. If you'd like to have a drink, I can ask someone to buy it for you. What would you like to drink?" Luke sat opposite him with his legs crossed. He placed his hands on his thighs, and

look on Pierre's face turned gloomy once Luke deliberately taunted his company. "No,

you keep wine in your company? Will that affect the efficiency in the workplace?" Luke questioned him with a string of words without waiting for him to answer. Then, he added, "I guess

for the man behind him, he

Pierre's expression, so he reminded

fists and clenched them

but what Luke said was provocative. The employees in his

funds, he could only hire those who had

knowledge, but they did not have any experience. That was why they would ask for

joined the company were the first batch of employees, and no one was there to guide them. There was no way they could write

but someone showed him another way, claiming that he had a way to get

his hatred for Luke. He thought of using T Corporation's