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

Gale waved his hand to Luke and said, "Boss, I'll go to the police station first."

"Okay." Luke nodded.

Ever since Gale started working for Luke, he often dealt with the police. He knew what to say and what not to say, so Luke was not worried that Gale would say the wrong thing.

After everything was resolved, Luke closed the door.

Then, he returned to the main house. He thought about Stan, whom he had knocked unconscious. He also thought about Luca, who was waiting for his news upstairs.

Luke slowly made his way up the stairs, pushed open the door of the master bedroom, and said, "I'm back."

"Is it settled?" Luca was sitting on the couch at the moment. When she saw Luke, she shot up from her seat in the blink of an eye.

"Yes, but there's still a problem downstairs." Luke pointed downward.

"Stan?" Even though Luke did not specify, Luca guessed that the trouble he mentioned was Stan.

"Yes, I've knocked him unconscious. I need to interrogate him next, and I may need your help,” replied Luke. He knew that Luca had various methods to wake up Stan right away.

"Okay." Luca quickly walked to the luggage and took out a packet of needles from a hidden compartment. Then, she headed downstairs with Luke.

The two of them arrived downstairs and walked down the hallway to the butler's quarters, where they found Stan slumped against the wall, unconscious.

He appeared to be leaning against the wall, but in reality, he was barely propped up. He would have collapsed to the ground a few minutes later.

"Did you use too much force?" Luca stood in front of Stan. She grew concerned as he had not budged an inch.

Even though Stan was from the Island of Despair, he was approaching old age. Considering he was on the brink of old age, mishandling him might just result in serious harm.

"I was careful with my strength. Don't worry, he'll be fine,” assured Luke.

Luca nodded and replied, "Why don’t you carry him in?"

Luke frowned, clearly reluctant to have any contact with Stan.

"Or should I do it?" Luca understood his thoughts, so she handed him the needles. "Hold these for me. I'll carry him in."

his lips. Having Luca carry Stan would only let the old man take advantage of her. He bent down and hoisted Stan onto

was nothing to

Stan's quarters with

Stan on the bed, his face full

those close to him, he did

and said, "After you're done interrogating him,

"Okay." Luke nodded.

you get a rope? Although he doesn't know how to fight, it's better for us to be

tool shed." After that, Luke walked out of

rush to perform dry needling on Stan. First, she checked his pulse and confirmed that there were no issues with his vital signs. Only then did she let out a sigh

had indeed controlled his

expect someone to be assigned here..." Luca muttered to herself. She seemed to be

expect that Abel could have his subordinate even in the Crawfords' ancestral

actually no need

since Luke did

and it had been that way for so

in his hands

are stable. Shall we tie him up first and then

rope and

ahead,"

Since the needles were new and vacuum-sealed, there was no need for sterilization. She directly inserted several needles

no time, the unconscious man showed signs of waking

in a soft voice, "He's

side of the bed. When

instant, his heart

before he fell unconscious quickly flashed through his mind. He tried to

I..." Stan attempted to plead for mercy, but he did not

cold voice, "From now on, you only need to answer my questions. Do

eyes, his mind racing to

hear another peep out of you except for answers to my questions. If you can't comply, don't

pulled out a needle from Stan's face as

was not professional. That was why when he removed the needle, it was not as quick or precise as Luca. It