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

She did not stick around with the Mallory family for such a long time, enduring years of loneliness, just to be a tool.

"You don't have to tell me what to do. Since you have the time, why don't you sort out those past matters of yours that are still unclear? How do you expect others to view the Mallory family if you leave things hanging like this?"

Pierre replied indifferently as he listened to her lecture.

Karen's heart could not help but feel uneasy. She felt uncomfortable being complained about by her own son. As she looked at the stack of files, she rose to her feet and said, "Go on with your work. I'm going back."

Pierre could not be bothered to remind Karen to keep herself safe on her way back. Instead, he picked up a file and said, "Tell my assistant to come in."

Karen pursed her lips. She felt wronged in front of her youngest son but could not bring herself to lay that grievance on him. Thus, she quickly walked out of the ward.

Pierre's assistant and nurse stood not far from the ward door.

Karen first said to the assistant, "Mr. Pierre has something to discuss with you. Go in."

"Yes, Madam." The assistant nodded and quickly entered the ward.

Karen then walked to the nurse and whispered to her, "Take good care of him. If anything happens, look for the doctor. Don't let him push himself too hard."

She knew her son too well. If they kept him lying in the hospital bed, he might resist, and he would even try to get up.

"Yes, Madam," the nurse understood and immediately replied.

After Karen left, the nurse was about to return to Pierre's ward. Before she pushed the door open, she heard a thunderous rage coming from inside.

"What kind of lousy plan did you come up with? Do you think they'll hand over the project to our company with such a plan?"

The nurse shivered for a moment. She had just started her night shift yesterday.

When she arrived, Pierre was already asleep. Therefore, she did not really get a good read on his temperament.

Now, it seemed that this patient had a bad temper.

increment in salary for

a messy pile of files. He looks

he squatted down to organize the files on the floor. Once he was done, he left without saying

but considering she was just a nurse, any dissatisfaction the patient

voice came from the ward. "Are you trying to roast

ward door. She recalled what the night

be discharged.

not help but mutter, "Being a

...

to the Mallory Estate

men stood at the door of

had bars. They kept Silas in

he in

current task was to keep an

have accepted this fact now. Since the place he was staying was decent, he had decided to

the men outside the room. He recalled how Karen

Not only was she

crucial point was that he knew if he did not have some value to Karen,

someone were to say that Karen was capable of murder, Silas would have no

He

It was too terrifying...

was not in her feisty, brawling mode, she remained

“Did you guys prepare the living essentials for him when I asked you to? He looks

stubble above Silas' lips and frowned in disgust. Silas was indeed unkempt, and he seemed to be causing

prepared a razor for him, but he didn't use it..." explained the man. They had prepared basic daily necessities, but Silas chose not to use

face is swollen..." Silas mumbled unclearly due to the swelling on both

face made even the slightest touch painful. He had not shaved because it would be a torment

to being

Karen looked at him with