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

Chapter 3387 What Proof Is Needed

Luca instantly understood the situation. It was about Hera.

Hera was someone Abel valued, possibly as a future corneal donor for Kassy. While Abel might not love Hera now, he certainly took her health seriously.

In a calm tone, Luca explained, "She was hospitalized due to inflammation that caused a fever."

Abel furiously flung his half-smoked cigar at her.

The glowing embers singed her clothes, leaving a small burn mark

She instinctively stepped aside.

Abel roared, "What kind of care is this?! I told you to look after her! Is this how you handle things?"

Luca was perplexed. When did he ever tell her to look after Hera?

Besides, she did take care of her."When Ms. Sanchez fainted last night, she already had a low-grade fever. I diagnosed her condition as inflammation and prescribed anti-inflammatory and fever-reducing medication. I also emphasized that she needed to take oral anti-inflammatory drugs. She didn't trust me and threw out Mr. Shanks' medication, which led to her condition worsening."

Luca deliberately mentioned Shanks' involvement, ensuring her actions would be beyond reproach since Abel trusted Shanks' expertise implicitly.

Abel's face darkened further. He narrowed his eyes as he looked at the woman in front of him. Shanks' medications were unquestionably reliable.

The fault indeed lay with Hera's own choices.

If it was not for her negligence, she would not be suffering now.

Still, needing an outlet for his anger, Abel coldly snorted and accused, "It's still your fault. If you had been more attentive, she wouldn't have fallen ill in the first place!"

Luca almost laughed at the absurdity of the accusation. Realizing he would not back down, she retorted without hesitation, "Ms. Sanchez's inflammation is a result of overindulging in intimate activities. Mr. Abel, you can't possibly blame me for that."

Abel's expression turned livid.

Intimate activities?

Had Hera betrayed him?

However, then he recalled how rough he had been during one of his fits of anger.

Hera had complained of discomfort, yet he had ignored her.

The situation could not possibly be pinned on Luca.

though he was sure that Hera had not betrayed him, he still needed to find someone to vent

ordered one of his

stairs. Shortly after, everyone except Shanks gathered in the living room, standing in tense

sat with an

one dared to breathe too loudly, afraid

Hera had been

guess that Abel's wrath stemmed from

with any of them, and no one was willing to bear the blame or

contact with her?" Abel's gaze was fixed on the crowd. His stare hardened until it landed on Luke. Luca followed his gaze, feeling a surge of

most likely that person would

Luca's heart raced...

were now

Hera approached Luca, everyone had seen it, and some even felt jealous. They wondered why a plain- looking man like him had

she was an incredibly beautiful

would only

fully aware that everyone's eyes were on him, knew that he

tall and unbothered, showing no

that he had done nothing wrong, so

tightened

decided to confront Luke, she would have to remain

and their precious

thought in mind, Luca bit her lip, bracing herself for what Abel might say

eyes flickered with a menacing intensity. "Did

indifferently, showing no sign of

would have shown fear or anxiety if questioned by Abel, Luke stood

narrowed his eyes, a slight smirk on his

there

laugh escaping him. "Fine, you won't admit it. I'll make

of the men beside him

a beat. She almost said something, but then she caught

gaze.

silently warning

her hands behind her back, her nails digging into her palms

entire focus

with the whip and handed it to Abel. "Boss,

took it and swung

whip struck the floor with

instinctively, as though the