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

"Sounds great." Amur grinned, revealing a row of gleaming white teeth.

He knew that Pierre was likely to be disabled.

"Amur, be more careful in the future. Don't take such risks anymore..." Luca did not judge him for what he had done.

After all, it was Abel's order to bring him to the base in X City, and it was Amur's own desire to disable Pierre.

Luca knew that he was seeking revenge for her.

"I wasn't exposed. It's getting late. You should go back and rest," said Amur, thinking about how the chauffeur might perceive Luca if she stayed here any longer.

Even though Warren was merely a chauffeur, Amur could still sense his aura.

He was not an ordinary driver. He was at least capable enough to serve as a bodyguard or detective.

However, Amur did not have the opportunity to test his abilities, so he was not sure about it.

Still, Warren might be observing him from outside the room.

"Well, you haven't had a good rest these days. Get some rest, and please get rid of that." Luca pointed at the paper they had just used.

Amur nodded. He picked up the paper and crumpled it in his hand.

After Luca left, he reached into his pocket and found his lighter. He ignited the crumpled paper and tossed it into the ashtray.

He gazed coldly at the flickering flames without any expression on his face.

When would he be able to escape the Island of Despair with Luca and Eler?

He had been trying his best, but it was not easy to break free from Abel. No one had successfully escaped Abel's control until this point.

Previously, nobody would risk their lives to break free from manipulation without the antidote.

had the antidote, Amur still found it challenging at the thought

the ashtray had burned to ashes, leaving only a faint wisp of smoke. The smell of burnt paper lingered in the small space of the

did not mind it. He picked up his phone

did not

On the other hand...

his mental state improved significantly. Therefore, when Old Master Mallory requested the hospital to let Pierre continue to stay there, they readily

he watched Sunny hang the IV fluid bag for him, he stared at her fine figure. He could not

it had been since he

it had

had done were compiled into

companions at a faster pace than anyone else. Even when he had a fiance,

broken now. Even after his leg was treated, it would still be lame. From refusing to accept it to later holding onto hope, he now found himself looking at the young Sunny with evil

the kind to indulge in lust, but he could not bear without it

three months. Including the three months prior when he

Pierre's gaze grew darker.

bag, she wrote down

on

was he looking at her

private hospital, and she had been working as a nurse in

faced similar

Pierre had decent facial features, Sunny felt disgusted

care for patients, not a place for indulgence. The staff did not provide illicit

the caretaker and said, "This saline is for Mr. Pierre's inflammation. Be sure to pay attention and ring the bell when the solution in the bag

a mistake, she had not been fired by Pierre. Pierre's identity needed to be kept secret. They thought that

take any action, and the caretaker who had been taking

walked out of

ward. Compared to his previous women, Sunny's appearance was average at best. She could only be considered a little

only innocent woman that had piqued

long. That was why when he saw Sunny, a pretty girl

she could