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

Margaret did not even consider the situation the Jackman family would face.

Working with an empty-headed person was both a good thing and a bad thing for Karen.

The good part was that foolish people were easy to manipulate, but the bad part was that someone like Margaret, whose primary focus revolved around her aversion to tasks and responsibilities, could easily cause trouble.

Karen clicked her tongue. Her mouth tasted bitter. She attributed it to the blood pressure medication she had taken earlier. She made her way down the stairs lazily.

She headed to the dining room. Old Master Mallory was already having his meal.

Ever since she started taking blood pressure medicine that could affect her emotions, Old Master Mallory never dined with her again. They mostly had their meals at different times.

Having often played the role of a dutiful daughter-in-law, Karen no longer bothered to conform to Old Master Mallory's daily routine after that incident. She did not sit down to eat when she saw him dining. Instead, she greeted the old man, "Father, you're having dinner this early?"

Old Master Mallory put down his cutlery and nodded at her. His voice was calm as he replied to her, "Sit down. I have something to talk to you about."

Karen's eyes flickered as she resisted and complained at the same time, "Father, can't we talk after you've finished your meal? I'm going to pour myself a glass of juice. The medicine is making my mouth bitter."

"Let the maid get it for you if you'd like to have a glass of juice. Sit down," Old Master Mallory's voice carried a stern tone that brooked no refusal.

Karen had no choice but to listen to him and sit down.

Even though she could not fathom what Old Master Mallory was going to say, she knew it was likely to be a reprimand. After all, the look on his face was quite unpleasant. He was probably going to bring up Pierre's matter to give her a hard time.

"What have you been up to lately?" Old Master Mallory finally asked after sipping his soup. He spoke with an unfathomable intonation.

Karen's eyes flickered, trying to figure out what was going on in Old Master Mallory's head. She held her chin up lazily and answered, "You told me to rest at home. That's what I've been doing."

her sentence, the maid brought a glass of freshly squeezed juice. "Madam, here's

the taste did not suit her palate. However, she did not want to make a fuss in front of Old Master Mallory. Thus, she frowned and put

resting and doing nothing else?" Old Master Mallory did not press further. He wanted to

be that Old Master Mallory already knew about

talk about working together. How could Old

a bug planted in her room... Karen felt uneasy. If she was constantly being watched by Old Master Mallory, she would definitely

could only purse her lips and

send someone to investigate the woman by Luke's side?" Old Master Mallory stared at her with a piercing

Pierre not to mess with Luke during this

of relief. Old Master Mallory only knew that she had someone tailing Luca, but he was unaware of her plan to use Myra and Margaret to cause trouble

Old Master Mallory slammed the table with his fork and spoon in frustration. His face was flushed

some leverage against Luke. That's the only way to control him. Just in case he goes crazy one day and hands Pierre over to the police. If he really does that, there's nothing we can do!" Karen explained at length. Then, she picked up the glass of juice

as he sized up Karen. His tone was

one who can threaten Pierre's safety is Luke Crawford. I have to do something to protect Pierre. Father, I only have Pierre as my child now. I have to do something. I can't lose him!" Karen reassured the old man, thinking that with Myra and Margaret on

up offending Luke because of this, the outcome will be the opposite of what you're aiming for. And there's more than one son under your wing,” replied Old Master Crawford with a tinge of suspicion.

Pierre as my son. Ever since he chose

had to choose between Nina and the Mallory family, he chose Nina. From then on, she no longer

Pierre, her hopes for

than the child of that bitch who had an affair with her husband, but he also had to surpass

shook his head helplessly when he saw the look on Karen's face. He stood up with the

Mr. Bennet, who stood beside him, glanced at

not even finish half

Master Mallory. Karen's stubbornness had made him