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

Kastov nodded along with to words and said, "Though I'm busy, I can prioritize helping with it if it's Mr. Matysh's matter."

Ethan's anger surged.

Even if Kastov was capable of such things, he dared not to use anyone who worked for Marcos, as Matysh had warned him to be cautious of Marcos and his men.

When Ethan sensed the sudden change in Marcos' tone, he pointed at his bottle and said, "If Old Master Abaza finds out you're partying and drinking in A City, how will you explain it to him when you go back?"

"Am I not just having a drink?" Kastov could not stand Ethan using his Russian connections to assert dominance. He took the drink from Marcos' hand and said, "Mr. Matysh also indulges in quite a bit of alcohol, doesn't he?"

Ethan's face grew darker and darker.

"Isn't there an old saying that goes—what's sauce for the goose is sauce for the gander? Does that not work in Russian too? Besides, if Mr. Matysh doesn't want Mr. Marcos involved in this matter, then having a drink shouldn't hinder Mr. Matysh's affairs, right?" Kastov was usually a quiet person, but when it came to discussing his work or anything related to the Island of Despair, he became more talkative.

Today, he could not help but lash out at Ethan, finding his demeanor unpleasant and his words offensive.

Ethan let out a cold snort, threatening Marcos, "I'll tell the old master everything you've been doing in City A."

"Hah." Kastov sneered, finding his words utterly meaningless. Ethan was acting like a little schoolboy, tattling on others. What was the point of doing this?

Marcos paid no attention to it. Ethan had been reporting his situation to the old master for the past few days. Adding one more thing about him drinking and having fun during Matysh's imprisonment would not be a problem.

Marcos said to Kastov, "Let's go inside and have a drink."

The two of them walked into the suite and closed the door in front of Ethan.

There was a loud bang. Ethan frowned. Marcos was not easy to manipulate. If the Russian family found out about this, he would face the consequences when he returned!

Kastov picked up the wine opener and uncorked the bottle.

craving a drink?" asked

good happened,” answered Marcos as he took out two tall glasses from the cabinet

red wine into the glasses. "Something

of doubt in his words. After all, Marcos had not made any progress for

though the situation isn't ideal, I finally found her. She's in the hospital now. I'll go and meet her once her condition is better." Marcos did

no conflicts of interest between them, making them the

and clinked it with Marcos'. He genuinely felt happy for Marcos.

drink.

if it were not for Luca, he would be

be truly orphaned with no father

Saturday the following

to the villa. Luca woke up early and was busy

some soup to take to the hospital and snacks for the

cookies just the night before, and Luca was worried they might get a sore throat from eating too many cookies. Hence, she decided to make milk

butter, marshmallows, and

healthy and delicious. Luca believed the children would

done the preparations and was now shaping the candy into

at the white, delicate milk cube candies. She could not help but praise, "Ms. Craw, you're really good at this. These milk cube candies look so exquisite. The kids will definitely love

smiled faintly. This was her first time making these

only did children enjoy these milk cube candies, but adults liked them too. She placed the finely shaped milk cubes into separate packaging and then picked up the sealer to seal the packages. Then, she said, "Aunt Neile, remember to take some home

had been taking care of Lanie, Rainie, and Tommy for

sticky things were not to Lanie's liking, but Luca did not add a lot of sugar to it. Therefore, she believed all three of them would enjoy

some away, the kids would

it was not

many of them. I'll pack some for you later. Remember to take them with you when you go home," replied Luca. She made enough for the