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

Luca pushed the door open and smiled as she looked at Tommy, who had knocked on the door. "Yes?"

"Ms. Luca, I can't sleep. Can you read a bedtime story for me?" asked Tommy as he lifted his head. He had too much fun during the daytime, and the fascinating marine show during the evening made him too wound up to fall asleep.

However, his usual bedtime routine reminded him that it was time to sleep. Otherwise, he would feel tired at school tomorrow.

After giving it some thought, Tommy went to find Luca, hoping that she could read him a bedtime story with her gentle voice. It could help him sleep peacefully.

Luca nodded and agreed. She glanced back at Luke, who was sitting on the bed with a face brimming with unfulfilled desires. She said, "Let me read a bedtime story for him first."

Luke slowly nodded. His expression was still gloomy, but he had no choice as it was his son's request.

After all, it was just a bedtime story. He could wait for her.

Luca smiled, held Tommy's hand, and walked toward his bedroom.

Once they entered his bedroom, she picked a new book and began reading.

Luca slowly narrated the story with her gentle voice. Tommy's excited mood gradually calmed, and his eyes were closing.

Half an hour later, Luca closed the book. As she listened to the rhythmic sound of the child's breathing, she tucked him in. Then, she rose to her feet and closed the door behind her.

Luca did not return to the master bedroom immediately. Instead, she went into Lanie and Rainie's bedroom to check on them. When she saw them asleep, she walked back to the master bedroom, feeling relieved.

Luke leaned against the bedside, reading his book. Half an hour had gone by, and he seemed to be in a better mood. Still, when Luca met his dark eyes, she knew that there was no way she could avoid him tonight.

"Are they asleep?" Luke stood up and walked toward Luca, wrapping his arms around her slender waist.

"Yes. They're asleep," answered Luca.

settled in. The very air in the bedroom seemed to be gradually infused with

a swarm of reporters. If an ambulance were to come out from inside, a convoy of reporters' vehicles would surely

kind of mess have you made? This won't work, and that won't work either. What

the situation, were all present. They knew that they needed to get Pierre out of the hospital. However, every proposed plan

draw the reporters' attention could not work, as it

the news broke out, and Pierre was

heard Karen questioning him. If he was not mistaken,

the police found Pierre in the hospital, the

sensitive at the moment. Even though he was not yet convicted, he remained a suspect in

suspected of hiding information

find a solution," answered the

side, and on the other,

case, we must get Mr. Pierre out

Pierre's condition stabilized, the hospital director suggested that he be discharged and sent back to the Mallory manor for recuperation. However, the Mallory family was reluctant to do so, believing that staying in the hospital would lead

the Mallory family's influence, he had no choice but to

him again to find a solution. He

the hospital exchanged uneasy glances with each other. They were at a loss too. Using a normal car to transport him was out of the question, and an ambulance would not work either. The number of reporters outside was

it would draw too much attention. The police would investigate later.

hide Mr. Pierre somewhere else," suggested one of the personnel

about to arrive. They would search the hospital. If the hospital firmly denied it, the police would not be able to find him. If they

"Where?" asked Karen

moment. Then, he cautiously said, "Nowhere is safe to hide. The police will

it when she heard him mentioning the morgue. "That's where bodies are stored. Are you trying

Pierre in a place full of corpses was not just something she disagreed with. Even Pierre would be

now," the man argued. He thought Pierre pretending to be a dead body there might

police would not

"Or..."