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

The moment Marcos answered the call, a deafening sound came from the other side of the line. Even though Marcos did not turn on the speaker, he and Andy could hear it loud and clear in the suite.

“Why was your phone turned off? Can you assure me that leaving M Group for you to manage is a wise choice?" Matysh's voice was penetrating and ear-piercing. Marcos could even hear Matysh's rage.

As Marcos listened to him roaring with rage, it reminded him of all those dirty things that Matysh had done. His hands were trembling uncontrollably. He responded as usual and took his time to explain, "I'm sorry. My phone ran out of battery just now."

"Fine. Your phone ran out of battery. Did Andy's phone run out of battery too?" Matysh brought up the main point. He thought they knew that he was coming today. That was why they turned off their phones and refused to receive him.

"Andy's phone was low on battery too," replied Marcos as he shot Andy a glance.

"How could there be such a coincidence? The two of you did it on purpose, right?" Matysh asked doubtfully. Marcos was running such a big company. It was fine if he did not notice that his phone was low on battery, but it was impossible that his assistant's phone would run out of battery.

"Uncle, what do you mean we did it on purpose?" Marcos asked.

What Marcos said caught Matysh off guard. What did they intentionally do?

Did they deliberately miss his calls and not pick him up at the airport? Perhaps not. Otherwise, they would not have chosen to answer his calls at this time.

Hence, the best explanation would be that their phones had run out of battery. It was a coincidence that both their phones were low on battery.

Matysh was no longer fussing about it. He said to Marcos in a bossy manner, "I'm at A City's airport now. Where are you?"

"You're at the airport?" Marcos deliberately replied in a surprised tone, "When did you come to A City?"

"You have no idea about it?" Matysh frowned. "How can you not know about it? You deliberately don't want to receive me, right? Did our family provide you with so much quality education to mold you into a proud and arrogant person?"

"Did you inform me or Andy that you were coming?" Marcos questioned him back.

impatiently. He did not inform them, but he subconsciously thought that they knew that

Marcos. Hence, how could Marcos not know that he

if you had informed me in advance. But now... It's

to arrange transport to pick me up at the airport now no matter what. And you can't just pick any low-class vehicles. It must be something on the same level as a Mercedes!" Matysh sneered. He would rather wait there than lose his face and seniority in

an expression on his face, "Then please wait for a while.

up Matysh's

He frowned and asked, "Boss, are

It was difficult to look for a car to pick Matysh up now. He had no choice but to

Lliam took a good look at Matysh's photo and drove off to the

Luke had told him that he would be Marcos' chauffeur for these few days. Hence, Lliam followed Marcos' instructions

at the entrance after he arrived at the

asked with dissatisfaction,

he asked in English, "I'm sorry, sir. I can't understand Russian. You

in English

the hotel now. Please get into the car and let me send you to the hotel," Lliam answered with patience. He had been receiving

someone like this before. He thought

for a

he always had a weird accent whenever he spoke English. There was nothing he could

it was because of his pronunciation and there was nothing he could

that others would be able to understand what he was saying.

Matysh would never speak English

dare he send a chauffeur who could only speak English and not understand Russian? Was Marcos not

and took a bottle of red

[Boss, Mr.

Luke replied: [Okay.]