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

Chapter 730 She Could Not Believe What She Saw or Heard

Bianca's gaze fell onto a rose garden in full bloom in the garden outside of the window.

The flowers were white, pink, red, and orange. Thanks to her meticulous care, the plants were especially healthy.

The bloom brought love and warmth to the house.

However, Luke would be gone for a few days.

Without Luke at home, there would be less love and warmth.

Bianca lowered her gaze. When she looked at Luke again, she seemed visibly unhappy.

Luke kissed her lips helplessly and promised Bianca once more, "I'll come home safely, and I can promise you that. If I can't do that, you can punish me however you want." "Alright." Bianca agreed to it, though her left ear was ringing once again, which made her uneasy.

She hugged Luke tightly to try to make herself feel better. "You will come home safe. Otherwise, I won't forgive you!"

Luke sat in his seat on the flight to Country M. He closed his eyes to rest.

He had developed a keen intuition in his stint on the Island of Despair. He opened his eyes and turned his head to look at a middle-aged man in a suit.

The man stood straight, and his gait was like a march. The calluses on his hands showed that he was a long-time gun user.

Luke was very familiar with those calluses.

He rubbed his hands. They had calluses at the same places.

From a single glance, Luke could tell that the pistol was made of plastic. It was developed in Germany, held three bullets, and could easily slip past airport security.

Sitting not far away from Luke was a man dressed in casual clothes. A glass of '92 Lafite was touching his thin lips.

a scorpion's tail on the

him, then lowered his head and silently counted the steps in

man walked closer

Three steps, two, one...

lifted two glasses of wine

leaned forward and pretended to tip the glass over Luke's

and

smile on his face. Instantly, he pulled out

moment, Luke grabbed the arm of the man in casual clothes and tossed

on Luke's limited edition beige suit, which made him frown a

hand and a hand mirror in another. She was touching

to shake and draw a long arc on her

mirror fell onto the

address system. "You'd better sit down and behave, Luke Crawford. I've already taken control of the cockpit. If you resist, I won't hesitate to

wailed, unable to process the

my medicine..." "Sir... your medicine..." His attendant's hands were shaking as she tried to hand him the medicine. The bottle slipped

out from the washroom. He kicked the

He was Darren Buffell, a world- renowned stock

to reach the pills

drinks on the table were scattered all over

both of his hands while kicking the

going to take any chances. Those desperados

poured a handful of pills, stuffed them into his

He seemed relieved that his life was

other. Mr. Buffell had a

have the time to reply to

alarms blared, and more gunfire could be heard. Finding the right opportunity, Luke picked up a shard of broken glass from the floor and