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.

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surrounded by a swarm of reporters. If an ambulance were to come out from

the hospital's director's office, Karen stood there with a cold expression on her face. "What kind of mess have you made? This won't work, and that won't work

of the situation, were all present. They knew that they needed to get

to use an ambulance to draw the reporters' attention could not work, as it would certainly be discovered by the reporters. They definitely could not

hour had passed since the news broke out, and

him. If he was not mistaken,

the hospital, the hospital would

identity was sensitive at the moment. Even though he

of hiding information and harboring a suspect

trying to to find a solution," answered the director as

had the tenacious Karen on one side, and on the other, the media and the

case, we must get Mr. Pierre out of

However, the Mallory family was reluctant to do so, believing

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

solution. He

each other. They were at a loss too. Using a normal car to transport him was

get Pierre out, it would draw too

Mallory, maybe we should hide Mr. Pierre somewhere

denied it, the police would not be able to find him. If they could not find

"Where?" asked Karen

"Nowhere is safe to

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

not just something she disagreed with. Even Pierre would

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

would not search that thoroughly

"Or..."