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

Chapter 1005 Nearly Exposed Herself
"Mm." Luke turned his gaze back to the computer screen and took out a name card. "Send to my email the restored footage as
well as the footage before and after the incident." "Yes, I'll do that right away." The manager replied and handed the name card
to his subordinate. "Send the clips earlier to this email address." "Yes."
Luke received an email notification on his phone. He added, "Inform the butler if there’s any new information."
Then, he went up the stairs.
The manager watched Luke go up and said to his subordinates, "Keep working, stop daydreaming."
Upstairs, Luke saw Bianca and Lanie eating their breakfast in the second- floor hall.
"Are the things downstairs settled?" Bianca handed him a bowl of lukewarm oatmeal. "Here, have some oatmeal." "They haven't
restored the footage." Luke sat down next to her. He could feel through the bowl that the temperature of the oatmeal was just
nice for him, so he took a big gulp.
"We should give them some more time," Bianca said.
"Mm," Luke said and ate a slice of wholemeal bread.
Lanie did not have an appetite for food. After finishing a small bowl of oatmeal, he said, "I'm done, Mommy."
Bianca handed him a napkin. "Wipe your mouth, then take your medicine." "Thank you, Mommy." Lanie wiped his mouth, then
swallowed the medicine that Johann gave him.
Bianca was relieved that her son did not complain even though the medicine was bitter.
She wanted to tell him that he did not need to act so maturely. His parents were behind him.
"I'm done," Lanie said and gulped down another mouthful of water to flush away the bitter aftertaste.
I've already called your homeroom teacher. Take a nap after this, alright?" Bianca said to him gently.
Earlier, during breakfast, Lanie said that he wanted to go to school.
He thought that he had felt better after the medicine, and he would be bored if he stayed at home anyway.

"Alright, Mommy," he said.
Bianca saw that Luke had finished his oatmeal and ladled another bowl for him. "This one's warmer. Eat it slowly."
Luke was moved when he thought that Bianca had cooled down the earlier bowl for him. "Alright."
Seeing that his parents were getting all lovey-dovey, Lanie knew that it was time to give them some personal space. "I'm getting
a little sleepy. I'll be taking a nap in my room." "Mm. Remember to use the blanket," Bianca said. "Do you want some more
bread?" "Nah. I'd rather eat your cooking." Luke shook his head, finished the oatmeal, put the bowl on the table, and looked at
her. "I want to drink the coffee you make, Bea."
He had stayed up the entire night, and he would be studying the security footage later. He needed the coffee to keep himself
awake.
"Alright. I'll make it for you now." Bianca stacked up the bowls and brought the tray downstairs.
The cook took the tray from her hands. "Let me do it, Ma'am." "Alright. Where do you keep the coffee beans at home?" Bianca
was not too familiar with the layout of the kitchen in Crawford Manor.
It's in the first drawer of the white cabinet. Do you want coffee?" The cook asked.
"I'm making a cup for Luke." Bianca opened the drawer and saw the pack of coffee beans inside. She took out the beans and the
necessary equipment to grind the beans.
She made several more cups of coffee. After pouring one for Luke, she told the cook, "Bring these to the people in the living
room."
The technicians had stayed up the entire night restoring the footage. They should also be tired by now.
The cook nodded and smiled. "You're so kind, Ma'am." "It's nothing." Bianca knew that they were working very hard. A hot drink
might make them feel better. That was why she made a few more cups of coffee.
She took the cup upstairs and opened the door to the study. Luke was sitting in front of the desk and looking intently at his
computer screen.
"Luke?" Bianca called out softly and placed the cup on the table.
The aroma of the coffee filled the entire room. Luke inhaled deeply and enjoyed the smell.

"What are you looking at?" Bianca glanced at the computer screen curiously. The footage was paused, and the person on the
screen was Allison.
"I'm reviewing the footage for any clues." Luke minimized the window.
Bianca did not know how badly the signal was jammed. "Was that Mom earlier?" "Mm." Luke nodded and opened his mailbox.
Bianca did not want to disturb him. "I'll leave you to your work. I'll check on Lanie in his room."
After the incident, she was not in the mood to return to her company today. She had told Sue that she would be taking care of
Lanie for the rest of the day.
"Thank you, Bea." Luke held her hand and kissed it.
Bianca smiled and left the room.
Meanwhile, after Allison left Crawford Manow, she drove to a river.
The questions from the manager of the security company had nearly exposed her. She would have been caught if she did not
manage to keep her composure.
She took out the button-sized signal jammer from her handbag, opened the car window, and tossed it in the river.
She did not linger there for too long. She drove to the bank, withdrew two hundred thousand dollars from her credit card, put it in
her handbag, and gave a phone call to Jon.
"Where are you now?" She sounded anxious and angry.
Jon gave her an address.
Allison drove toward the given address using GPS navigation. She arrived in front of an alley, and the car could not go in. She
parked the car at the roadside, took her handbag, and went in.
The house at the end of the alley was the address provided by Jon.
Allison knocked on the door. After a while, Jon opened the door. "You're here."

Allison looked to her left and right guiltily, saw that no one was following her, and dashed into the house. Once the door was
closed, she instantly shrieked at Jon, "What's wrong with you? Didn't I say that you shouldn't injure anyone?' "That girl appeared
in front of me suddenly, and I only hit her out of instinct. How else am I going to get away if I didn't hit her?" Jon explained. " Is
the girl dead yet?'
Allison thought that Jon's explanation made sense. After all, she was not too bothered because her precious grandchildren were
unharmed. "She's not dead. They managed to save her. The situation is tense now. You should go and lay low elsewhere."
Jon looked into his house and shook his head. "I'm not going anywhere." "Aren't you worried that you might get arrested?"
Allison glared at him. If he was arrested, she would be implicated too.
"I'm worried, but if I leave, what should I do with these antiques? I've already contacted the buyer, and we can get the money in
two days at most," Jon said greedily. He was willing to take big risks as long as money was involved.