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

Chapter 805 Found the Evidence

Allison felt a little embarrassed when she saw her son's gloomy face." That's not a lot, right? Isn't T Corporation one of the biggest corporations in the country? It's even renowned internationally too. Don’t tell me that the company is running out of money just because of this minor accident?"

Luke lit a cigarette, feeling rather frustrated.

Sometimes, he did not have the patience to deal with his mother, who only knew how to ask him for money. "This is a delicate scenario, Mother. You must have seen the situation at the entrance when you came here, right? Can you please not compound my troubles? I'll get the finance department to transfer three million dollars to your account. That should be enough for three months if you spend it sparingly. Please stop bothering me during this period." "What? Only three million?"

Allison's face stretched exaggeratedly, and her voice became shrill. "Do you think that three million dollars is enough for me, my son? That's only enough for a few handbags and clothes. How can I pay for my living expenses then? You can't be that stingy toward your mother! I don't care. I want at least twenty million from you today. Otherwise, I'm not leaving!"

She reclined on the couch, crossed her legs, then pointed her pedicured toes demonstratively at Luke.

Luke did not even glance at her. He picked up his coat and walked toward the door. "I have a meeting to attend. You can stay here for as long as you want."

He glanced at Jason, who had entered the room with a fruit platter and a glass of fruit juice, then left as though nothing had happened.

Allison got anxious when she saw that Luke was ignoring her.

She pounced from the couch and said, "Hey, my son, you can't leave. I don't need that much money after all. Give me ten million. That's the least I can accept... My standards of living will lower by a lot if you can't even give me ten million dollars. Don't you feel sorry for your mother?"

Luke did not stop or slow down. He opened the door and stepped out.

stomped her feet

down, Madam. You should know better than anyone else that Mr. Crawford won't change his mind once he has decided on something. You should be exhausted from waiting. Here, have some fruit..." "Do I look

stubborn. She picked up

of the office, she glared

the finance department to transfer three million dollars to me, and not a cent less!" "Don't worry, Madam.

left, Jason looked helplessly at the fruit platter

for the

woman like Allison

the mother and son looked somewhat alike, he might even wonder if Allison was

was filled with people from higher management. The meeting lasted for one and a half hours, and all the people seemed quite tired after one boring discussion after

boss's stern demeanor was colder than a

sharp. Even though he did not move, the way he sat straight in his seat gave off an

that the secretary passed to him and briefly glanced through it. His calm demeanor was a stark contrast with the nervousness of those people from higher

thirty billion dollars since The Galleria's collapse, Mr. Crawford. If we don't curb the loss somehow, we run the risk of being delisted, and that'll be troublesome for future funding prospects..." "Yes, Mr. Crawford. Also, the families of the victims have been rallying outside the building. Why don't we negotiate the compensation with them? What are we waiting for? Why aren't we acting?" "Mr. Crawford, you have always been swift and assertive, but why haven't you made a decision this time?

questions rained on

a stern glare, which immediately shut them

pen and wrote a single word on the cover page of

explain anything to his subordinates. The word that came out of his