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

He insisted on meeting Luke in person before revealing any information about the Island of Despair.

In addition, Marcos received news about his mother living here. That was why he planned to make a trip to A City. He claimed to the people on his side that he needed to come here to do business, then he would take a charter flight to travel to A City.

"The remnants of the Island of Despair need to be eliminated," Percy said in a sinister tone.

On the other hand, after Luca had dinner with Amur, Amur took the initiative to clean up the table.

Luca took out the dough that had been left to rest and the marinated filling. Then, she walked to the dining room to prepare pot pies and croissants.

Amur sat beside her and watched Luca divide the flour for the croissants and pot pies. He waited to see how she did it.

Luca's fingers were slender. She was skilled when she rolled the dough. It only took a while before a beautifully shaped croissant appeared in her hands.

"You're good with your hands," said Amur. He also understood that he might not be able to do it himself if he had to do this alone.

However, he did not know why Luca insisted on letting him try.

"You can do it too. Come on, give it a try." Luca had already divided the dough for the croissants and handed one of the balls to Amur.

Then, she picked up another ball of dough and taught him step by step how to make it.

After a while, Luca had made a fine-looking croissant, while Amur's croissant looked lumpy and ugly.

Amur frowned while looking at the croissant in his hand. Then, he glanced at Luca. "It despairs me looking at the difference between yours and mine. I'm not good at this."

"Don't worry. It's not like we're selling them. They're edible as long as the crust doesn't break," Luca reassured Amur and encouraged him to make more. "There are still plenty more to make. Help me out, will you?"

"Sure." Amur thought to himself that even if they did not look good, they would still taste good because they were Luca's homemade food.

The appearance might be unappealing, but she still made them. They would taste good.

Amur continued to shape the croissants while Luca began preparing the pot pies.

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her hands with a tissue and took out a piece of paper from her briefcase.

Amur looked at the

a moment," Luca took out another

here by

it over to Amur

message on it. He understood why she used such a method to deliver the message. He looked

spent a long time working on it. It finally worked." Luca nodded. She picked up a

news you were talking about..." Amur could not believe it. It was as

and his sister that no matter what, she would try her best to help them escape from the

and

and they knew that they only had a

time, they were hoping that nothing would

lose their cure

be a

Amur never thought that Luca would use such a way to help

standing

not believe it. With this cure, he could free himself from the control of the Island

do was figure out how

that the formula could neutralize the poison in their blood. It was just like the previous sample

Amur could not help

actually developed the cure on

something Abel

to make them listen to him. Now,

expected that one day, they would be able to free

do you plan to do

Nyla and Eler with the antidote and with

appearance had changed. Even if they could verify her DNA, would Luke really acknowledge

Luca. Luke had too much going on