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

Matysh was pushed into the car by Mandy.

“Is this the best transport the holiday resort could provide to its customers?" Matsyh looked at the chauffeur in front of them and asked disdainfully.

"No, sir. If you're dissatisfied with our transport, you may choose a more luxurious car. But you'll have to pay more." The chauffeur could sense the contempt in his voice. Hence, he smiled and recommended another option for him.

"Do I look like I can't afford it?" Matysh asked querulously. He thought the chauffeur was being snobbish.

The chauffeur followed the principle of 'the customers are always right' and explained to him, "The car I'm driving now is only available for the basic package as you've reserved a villa in our resort. If there are no upgrade requirements, we'll provide our customers with the transport for the basic package. If you'd like to upgrade the package, you may inform the reception when you're checking in."

"What's the best transportation provided?" Matysh shrugged off Mandy, who was leaning on his shoulder. He was unhappy with the arrangements she made.

This woman did not know how to spend money. She was worse than Marcos.

"Do you prefer to drive yourself or would you like a chauffeur? If you're driving yourself, our most luxurious car will be a Bugatti, but if you need a chauffeur, the highest class of transport will be a Rolls- Royce," the chauffeur explained to him patiently.

"We'll need a chauffeur," Mandy immediately replied.

She had only come up with such arrangements only because she was worried that she would be spending too much and Matysh would be unhappy about it.

However, she did not expect Matysh to be asking for the best. He was nothing like a European noble, but he seemed like a parvenu.

He was so much different from his nephew.

The chauffeur glanced at them through the rearview mirror. He could not help but wonder as this was his first time running into such a situation.

No matter how wealthy a person was, they came here for a vacation. Enjoying the stay and having fun was all that mattered.

However, this man had blown his mind. He wanted everything he used to be the best as though they were free.

chauffeur thought about them and whined, “Hey, stop being mad. I only made such arrangements just because I thought of helping you to save some

a cold stare. The woman who claimed to be helping him to save the money was also finding

Women were the same!

said, "It's not expensive, indeed. Okay, I

to her, "Everything I use must

Matysh were not her sugar daddy, she would not have replied

holiday resort. Matysh did not notice that there

in the taxi, watching their car drive into the

entered Peace Valley

but to give up and say, "Okay. Find a hotel nearby and keep an eye on them. Our men in B City will

it to the taxi driver. He told him to keep the change and walked into the hotel opposite the holiday resort

A City.

T Corporation.

listened to Gale's report and learned that Matysh had gone to

Gale finished reporting to him, he scratched the back of his head and asked, "Boss, why does the name of the resort, Peace

developed by Jim Holston," Luke

sounds familiar to me," Gale clapped his hands once and he recalled it. Jim had even invited him to

he had been busy, so that was how

of the place Matysh was vacationing in belonged to someone they knew, and he

over and over again. Gale could not help but exclaim, "Boss, why do I have this feeling that even God is helping us? It'll be easy to

nodded. He did not believe in fate, but such

leave Jim to you," said

to watch Matysh like a

Luke continued

being. It gave Luke the chance to relax a little,

it was noontime, he compared the time difference between his country and Russia. He thought that Marcos should have woken up by now,