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

Chapter 177 Listen to the Children and Woman...

Everyone was packing up to leave at five o'clock when someone delivered a massive bouquet of roses over. "Excuse me, who’s Miss Yvonne Gideon?"

"It's me. What’s going on?" Yvonne grabbed her latest Chanel bag and walked over to the entrance of the office.

"Flowers for you. The guy who delivered this said that he doesn’t want you to be mad at him and that he'll marry you when you're at the legal age of marriage." The delivery guy handed the bouquet to Yvonne.

Yvonne took the flowers and looked at the card inside the bouquet with a grim expression on her face. Then, her face lit up. She threw the card into the bin shyly before leaving the office.

"Gosh, I can't believe the frigid boss would send flowers to a girl just to make her happy," a female colleague said and went to pick up the card from the bin.

A few of the female colleagues also curiously approached her to take a look.

It was unknown what was written on the card, but in the end, the female colleagues exclaimed in surprise, "The boss was a guy with so much selfrestraint! We can't believe all those motivational quotes online indeed.

Men would always prefer the young and sweet ones!"

A male colleague who was putting away his laptop laughed and said, "You people always stay up late to draw. Of course, your skin isn't as good as before. How can you compare to a pampered and spoiled young missus like Yvonne? It's only normal for Mr. Crawford to prefer a 19-year-old little chick. It'd be unusual for him to not like her!"

At this moment, Yvonne came back again.

Everyone shut their mouths.

"My card." Yvonne wanted to head to the bin the moment she came in. However, she saw the card in the hands of a female colleague.

However, she had already expected this.

The person holding the card must have read the card out loud. This meant that Bianca had to have heard it as well, right?

Yvonne was pleased with herself. Her effort of putting on this show was not wasted at all.

you'd come back for this, so I picked it up from the bin," the female colleague

throwing this card

mentioned was their boss who towered over all of

'tonight' was the sure-fire kill that made everyone

they would think of something related to the

Nina said naively, "Flowers from your darling? Why did he send it to the office? Are you guys living separately because your relationship is

was watching

that she'll get punished by her darling if she threw the card away?

feet like a slave? She would even be punished if she makes him mad? Wow, I don't think a normal person would want this kind of love. It feels like the relationship of a master who bought a slave back in the old times. The slave will need to wash the feet of the

turned as red

about her image. She threw the flowers at Nina

the help of Sue, Nina

"I'm so worried now. Yvonne, you were so scared of your darling punishing you because you threw away the card, but now, you've tossed your flowers. Would your darling hit you so hard that all of your teeth will

watching what was going on. They were stifling in waves of laughter, not even concerned about

figured that she would stop things when she felt that it was enough. She grabbed Bianca and Nina before leaving the design

sl*t! You failed to seduce my boyfriend and you asked your friends to humiliate me! Who do you

all felt that Yvonne lacked certain qualities and was uncultured, other than that, they were guessing

seduced the

department was able to meet the boss privately, then this woman was really something

hospital to visit her father, and finally, she went

her phone while she was on the

safe place. There were people taking care of him, and the

strong feeling to take her grandpa back. It had already come to this, and she did not dare to let her grandpa get

in his 70s. He could not go through any more torture. He should be living happily in

debt to Luke, she

typed the words 'thank you’. When she was

her a voice message. His voice was deep and alluring, reverberating