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

Luca rested her hand on her arm and shook her head. “You don’t have to be in such a hurry. By the way, this is not the place to draw your blood either. Follow me."

Amur nodded and followed behind Luca.

Luca requested a visitor pass from the receptionist and asked Amur to put it around his neck. Then, she led him upstairs.

The receptionist watched as the two of them entered the elevator. She could not help but gossip, "Is he really Dr. Craw’s younger brother? Why is he a foreigner?"

"Who knows? There are so many complicated sibling relationships these days. It’s hard to tell." smiled another receptionist, dropping her a hint.

"Do you mean..." the first receptionist trailed off, unable to mask her surprise.

"I didn’t say anything about it. It’d be better not to make wild guesses when it comes to someone like Dr. Craw."

On the other hand, Luca had brought Amur upstairs, leading him to the administrative office’s lounge as not everyone could enter the laboratory.

The administrative manager knew Luca was here. She quickly came to the lounge. "Dr. Craw, I heard that you brought a guest up here. Do you need us to attend to him?"

The manager could not help but size Amur up.

She was pretty sure that this man had never shown up in Watson Biopharmaceuticals before.

"It’s okay. He came looking for me. Let me attend to him. I’ll leave you to your work," replied Luca as she shook her head.

"Okay. Please excuse me first." The administrative manager swiftly turned to leave, closing the door behind her to give the two of them some space.

Luca walked toward the pantry and asked, "Is there anything would you like to drink? Juice or milk?"

"What about coffee?" asked Amur. He never had juice and milk. Ever since he carried out his first mission, he has only had beer and coffee since.

Both of them tasted bitter. Every sip of which reminded Amur to be more alert and cautious.

Luca took the initiative to pour him a glass of orange juice. "Just have some orange juice since we don’t have what you’d like to drink

handed Amur a glass of orange

glass of orange juice before he eventually relented and

did not like the sour-sweet taste

the tools down

asked curiously, "What kind of research

But you probably can't understand it even if I explain it to you. The virus has different reactions in different races. That's why I thought of drawing your blood and transmitting the virus into the blood sample to analyze it,"

Eler were not interested

some kind

glad I could help,"

bring the phlebotomy equipment downstairs." It was inconvenient for her to take

Rhett's phone number. "Mr. Link, please bring the phlebotomy

Craw,"

the call and sat on the sofa. She

a moment as she almost forgot there

Amur knew what

this was not a place to talk

expression. He had noticed that Luca's hand was injured when they were downstairs, but he did not

cut myself with a knife." lied Luca, choosing to keep what happened to the Norman

police officers, Luke's men

hand, which had no extra gauze bandages, he would have unwrapped the bandage and taken a

could cut that part

afraid that the cut on

cut. Otherwise, there was no need for

silent. She knew there was no way she could lie to Amur, so she had no choice but to come clean. "There was an incident, but the police officers are already investigating the case. You don't have

touch with Tina?" asked Luca, shooting a glance down at her hand before

him, but he was destined to be out of her league.

thought Amur had returned to Russia, perhaps it was best to let