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.

at the thought of the ubiquitous

only a faint wisp of smoke. The smell of burnt paper lingered in

He picked up his phone and searched for

leg did

On the other hand...

hospital bed. After having a conversation with Old Master Mallory, his mental state improved significantly. Therefore, when Old Master Mallory

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

had been since he slept

like it had been

since the shareholders' meeting at the company, where all the things he had done were compiled into a booklet and uploaded online, he

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

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

in lust, but he could not

would need to stay in bed for three months. Including the three months prior when he was evading the police, he had gone roughly four

Pierre's gaze grew darker.

Sunny finished hanging the IV fluid bag, she wrote down the time on the record

felt a pair of eyes constantly on her. She looked up and met Pierre's gaze. She

he looking

became alert and took two steps back. This was a private hospital, and she had been working as a

faced similar

decent facial features,

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

saline is for Mr. Pierre's inflammation. Be sure to pay attention and

mistake, she had not been fired by Pierre. Pierre's identity needed to

take any action, and the caretaker who had been taking

walked out

deep, and his gaze followed Sunny until she closed the door and left the ward. Compared to his previous women, Sunny's appearance was average at best. She could only be considered a little pretty.

that had piqued

been holding back for too long. That was why when he saw Sunny, a pretty girl with a good figure, he found her

she could help