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

It was when a sharp pain shot through her hand and it felt as though a needle was piercing her vein did Mandy finally realize that Rain was giving her an injection!

A sense of fear rose from the soles of her feet and ascended to the top of her head.

Could it be that this woman was really capable of murdering someone?

Did she run out of patience and decide to poison and kill her?

Rain skillfully completed the procedure. Then, she chuckled and patted Mandy's cheek. She did it gently this time. "Do you think that starving yourself can force us to release you? Don't worry, I have IV drips that can sustain your life. You won't die! If you refuse to tell me the truth, I'll continue to give you drips until they aren't enough to keep you alive. Then, I'll insert a feeding tube through your nose and give you liquid food. That's how patients in vegetative states survive. You're destined to live."

Mandy felt despair. She did not expect Rain to be so cruel.

The idea that she just came up with was countered by her right away.

Moreover, Rain acted without hesitation. She did not even give her a chance to negotiate.

Rain said to the person beside her, "Someone will be coming to do a shift handover with you shortly. Remember to remind them to come in every hour and confirm whether Ms. Sanders is still alive or not. Oh, by the way, when the IV drip finishes, remove the needle for her to avoid blood backflow. She's too weak now."

Rain turned around and left after giving her instructions.

She sat in the living room. She furrowed her brows while reporting to Luke, "Mandy still refuses to say anything."

A person who feared death was afraid of going to prison too.

However, Mandy had not truly experienced a near-death encounter yet. She probably would not confess that easily and risk being thrown into prison.

"Keep going," replied Luke.

Mandy must confess everything.

In A City's detention center, Marcos and Ethan were sitting on the chairs. According to the laws of A City, family members were not allowed to visit someone who had been detained. Hence, Marcos did not come to visit Matysh as his nephew but as Ethan's assistant.

The police officers in the detention center escorted Matysh to the room.

face, and his hair was messy. Apart from his relatively clean cheeks, he looked like a refugee

on Ethan's face. Where did

up in such a state

at Marcos. His wretchedness

were never really close. They merely maintained a facade of harmony for the sake

to see him in such a state. He questioned in an

expression on his face

spoke in Russian, but the police officer who was assigned to watch Matysh could only understand English.

Matysh glared at him.

it. However, this man insisted

to

Marcos. He was disheveled and haggard. It was a big blow to

refused to accept the current

glowered at Ethan. His family had asked him to be his defense attorney. Why did he

him here to

glared at him that way. He wondered if he had made a mistake. Should

to tell Matysh that Marcos was his nephew and

help without understanding the entire

about what happened at that time and the incident of breaking into someone's home and injuring the owners." Ethan straightened out his attitude, understanding that regardless of whether bringing Marcos was the right or

the case

yet they did not even bother to prepare a

translator was outside, translating those case files

no intention of discussing the previous events,

came looking for him was not because of the home

not brought it up, he

such an act, but the evidence against him

Matysh had been waiting

was here, but the first thing he did had already made