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

Amur knew he was different from Luca.

If he failed to complete his mission, he only had to be punished when he returned to the Island of Despair.

However, if Luca failed her mission, she would no longer be useful to Abel. She would be sent back to the Island of Despair at that time. She would be facing a severe punishment that was worse than the punishment given to those who failed their mission.

She might end up being a playtoy at the Island of Despair...

After all, Abel was a psycho. He would not have mercy on Luca. When the time came, Luca would not be able to protect Nyla, and she would not be able to protect herself either.

Amur could not let Luca take such risks.

[He's not killing Pierre?] Luca could not help but feel suspicious. What made Abel change his mind?

There was no way he would show mercy.

He would not have done that, especially when Pierre had offended him.

Amur replied: [No. He only wants to punish him. Let's talk about this later. Wait for my reply.]

Luca stared at her phone screen for a while and read Amur's message. Only then did she delete the message.

She could not let Luke see the messages.

Night fell.

In the midst of the hustle and bustle of the city, people were walking to and fro in the suburban district. Some were doing illegal business and some were making loud noises at the bars as the music played. The busy nightlife portrayed the other side of A City.

Amur stood at the corner of the street, smoking his cigarette and looking at the house opposite the street.

The address that Luca gave him was here.

Amur confirmed that Pierre was in this house, hiding from the police.

The flame of the cigarette at the corner of his lips glowed and dimed. The glow of the bright, yellow street lamps shone on his face for a moment before immediately dimming out after that.

“Yo, what a hot foreign guy we have here. Do you understand English?" A scantily dressed woman walked toward Amur and teased him.

He caught a whiff of the smell of cheap perfume in the air. It made him frown, and he said, "Get lost."

found out that he understood English. Men who stood and

was waiting for

to me. Is it your first time here?

the woman chattering away.

He's so mean. Why is he standing there when he

his brows unhappily when he heard what the woman

something more important to do tonight. He had no time to deal with the long- winded

the street quieted down. Only then he could

fingers was almost extinguished. He threw it on the ground and stepped on it to stub out the cigarette. Then, he lit up

a puff of the cigarette and slowly blew

disappear in the air, engulfed in darkness, his forefinger suddenly

Amur could not protect her, he hoped

would Abel let them get what they

to kill Pierre

not within his

was slowly getting quieter as

that Oswald, who had gone for a drink

on the gloves specially made on the Island

hid in the darkness and waited until all the lights in the apartment went out. Then, he glanced at the

was three in the

be asleep now. She probably was

to his message since he sent

took a bottle of solution

solution would help get rid of

a loud noise, it would be even more difficult

used the same wooden

to break into

took an iron wire out, the master key to unlock all doors. He stuck the iron wire into the door lock and tried unlocking

took him three seconds before he heard a clicking sound. The door was

someone who was up to no good and looked in all directions before he went in. He leisurely walked into

behind him. Then, he stood behind the door. He was not in a

adjust to the dark. Then, he

rooms in

room Pierre was staying