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

Chapter 623 Looks Like I’ll Have To Force You To Talk

The atmosphere in the room became stifling due to Queenie's sudden arrival.

"... Why is it you?" Allison wanted to get up from the bed.

However, Queenie pinned herdown by the shoulders.

Queenie smiled ambiguously as she looked at Allison's well-maintained face. "I'm not going to waste my time with you today, Allison. I only want to ask you something that happened more than twenty years ago. We’ve been friends for a very long time, and you should know what I want to ask. I hope that you can give me an honest answer today."

Allison glanced at Queenie. "We haven't been friends since a long time ago, and I don't think we have any shared memories worth remembering."

Queenie glared profoundly at Allison. "Of course, I want to know where you hid my daughter when I gave birth to her so many years ago."

Allison's heart skipped a beat.

down and said, "I think you've lost your mind, Queenie. I've told you that Dr. Lane disposed of your baby back then. How would I know what happened to the baby? Oh, wait... didn't I tell you that she threw your baby into the dumpster? I thought I told

Why should I care about our past friendship if you don't? My poor birth daughter is innocent, but you killed her right after she was born. I was blind to treat a wicked woman like

do all the good men go after you while I only get scumbags? That's right. I've always envied you ever since

If you can honestly tell me where my daughter is, I'll forgive you for everything that you've done. Otherwise, I won't go easy on

what you can do to me! Do you want to tell the

and think about it for a second. Would there still be any evidence of a crime committed more than twenty years ago? You

I'm here to look for you because Jack has already found Dr. Lane's overseas address. The truth

she heard that Queenie had found Vyen's whereabouts. However,

don't know where your

project with Vivi Group, and all their finances are

from the bed like

want to use Mr. Norman's authority to oppress me? That's not how you usually do things, Queenie. How can you

say that I am underhanded? You've lost my daughter more than twenty years ago. What else can be more underhanded than that? You won't talk unless you're forced to, and it seems that I have been too merciful to you in the past. If that's the case, you'll just have to wait and

one last time, then turned