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

People were just plain strange sometimes. Once Stan started thinking his illness was caused by overwork, he forgot what a relaxing job he had.

He lived in a mansion and did not have to do anything yet still received a salary. It was such a good deal. Furthermore, he only managed to get the job because he falsified his resume.

As the group of relatives bickered incessantly, Luca's brows furrowed tighter with each passing moment. She hoped that Gale would arrive sooner.

Since Luke had asked for Gale to come over, perhaps there would be evidence to silence the crowd.

Luke could not be bothered to argue with these people. Thus, Luca did not bother with them either. She just quietly sat there.

The Muller family thought their silence was out of fear or guilt, so they got even more aggressive. It appeared as though they were going to demand justice for Stan.

However, in reality, they were only thinking of their own interests.

The nurse pushed open the door to the ward and saw the group making loud noises. She could not help but be angry. "Why are there so many people? Do you think this is a marketplace?"

The nurse's words had the crowd quiet down.

She looked at them again and asked, "What's going on with you guys? It's late at night. The patients in the neighboring wards need their rest too. Please keep it down or I'll have to call security."

Her words successfully silenced the crowd.

After the nurse left, Marlon walked over to Luke and said, "My brother has ended up like this. No matter what, you must give us an explanation today."

Luke rose to his feet. His gaze was cold, and he stood in front of Luca, blocking her.

This man seemed to be here to settle scores with him, but his eyes kept darting back to Luca.

Luke was very unhappy, so he simply blocked her.

Marlon looked at the man in front of him, who was a head taller than himself. When he sat down, his presence was strong enough. Now that he had risen to his feet, his strong aura surged even more, filling the space with an undeniable force.

not help but

something to say about it." Suddenly, there came a voice as the ward door swung open once. Gale

here making a fuss, how were the patients in

he was sure he was Luke's

something to say, he felt even more

asked Gerald as

Mr. Crawford's subordinate. Mr. Crawford mentioned that you doubt the truth about Stan’s fall. It just so happens that the police have retrieved all the surveillance footage from the mansion, and I

ask Stan why he turned off the infrared alarm?" replied Gale as he looked

naturally did not know

turned off the infrared alarm? I didn't do that." Stan looked

darkened. "Don't go throwing around baseless accusations. What's the point of making wild

accusations?" Gale smirked. “Boss, can they

the surveillance, so what was being played now was

over to the television in the ward and quickly figured out how to project the

wrong and quickly walked toward Gerald. "What's going on? Why does

the alarm," Stan, suffering from amnesia,

only you studied more, you'd know more than just

not be well-educated, but was Stan more

not know that he only became

butler training school did Stan attend? With his qualifications and awareness, how could he possibly have

to retort when he heard Gerald say, “Uncle

moment and then realized that Stan had amnesia. Hence, he was not sure if Stan had turned off the

infrared alarm were turned on after that. What exactly happened? Gerald's gaze fell on the TV

finished setting up

surveillance room at the old mansion. Stan entered the room and turned off all the switches. The surveillance camera in

Gerald's expression darkened. Indeed...

there, but he did not even think to cover it

surveillance camera to a blind spot if necessary instead of having it

caught red-handed doing