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

Chapter 102 Luke Competes With His Son
When Allison heard her son mention that they had broken up, she was overjoyed.
However, on the surface, Allison looked heartbroken as if she had lost her prospective daughter-in-law, Bianca. "Why did you two
suddenly break up? What kind of a problem is so bad that can't be resolved?"
Bianca turned to leave.
Allison pretended to try and stop Bianca. "Bea, I beg you... Don't tell the two old men about this yet. Their bodies won't be able to
take it.”
Luke raised his eyes and looked at the door where Bianca's figure disappeared.
At the same time, the other deep set of eyes in the room also looked toward the door. After that, Xavier's gaze turned to his
cousin, Luke.
Allison had her back turned away from the three of them. She rubbed her fingers before turning to give Yvonne an encouraging
look.
Yvonne got the hint. She went to pour a glass of water and put it next to Luke's left hand. "Here Luke, drink some water.”
Luke stopped his work, closed his eyes, and raised his hand to pinch his eyebrows. He ignored everyone, including the
excessively courteous Yvonne who was beside him.
Xavier got up, stood in front of the window sill, and lit a cigarette. He had one hand holding the cigarette and used the other to
push the window open. He glanced inadvertently at the garden downstairs.
The woman who his aunt had called Bea went to the garden.
Even though they were far apart, he could still see Bea's face clearly.
As a veteran in love, Xavier understood that those words said by Luke just now were probably invisibly mixed with ice knives,
cutting through Bea's heart.
Xavier listened to her aunt chatting happily with Yvonne about family affairs. It was obvious that his aunt was only pretending just
now. The only person she actually liked and accepted to be her daughter-in-law was Yvonne who came from a well-off family.

Deep down, she probably disliked Bea.
After smoking a cigarette, Xavier put out the cigarette butt, raised his head, and said, "Aunt Allison, I'll be leaving first. I have an
appointment with a few friends at the wine bar in the evening.”
Yvonne released her arm around Allison's arm and said, "Goodbye, Aunt Allison.”
"Come here more often. I still have a lot of skincare regimens I'd like to ask you about," Allison said. She looked at her son.
"Luke, Xavier and Von are leaving. Won't you send them to the door?"
Luke picked up the phone and made a call. He looked solemn with his furrowed brows as he talked about business through the
phone. He gave them a wave to bid farewell.
"It's alright, Aunt Allison. Don’t forget about our family gathering on the weekend."
After speaking, Xavier bid farewell to his aunt and left.
Allison stood at the top of the stairs, watching the two of them exiting the living room on the first floor of the manor.
When she turned back to the study, she waited patiently for her son to finish speaking on the phone before Allison said, "Since
you've broken up with Bea, then Yvonne..."
"We're ten years apart. I’ve regarded her as a little sister since I was a child. If you want her to be your daughter-in-law, I'm afraid
you'll have to find another son." Luke did not give his mother a chance to matchmake him with Yvonne.
Allison looked at his son who was making another call and was suddenly enraged.
Allison asked herself what kind of bad deeds she committed in her past life to get the karma of giving birth to such a cold-faced
son who never followed along with what his mother wanted. 3
'20 minutes ago, he just said that he's broken up with that Bianca girl! Now, he's giving an attitude and refusing another girl.
What's the matter with him?!' i
"What's wrong with a ten-year age gap? I don't think men care about marrying someone younger. Your dad didn’t mind
remarrying an 18-year- old wife!” When Allison saw that her son was still expressionless, she said, ’ I’ve promised Von that you'll
let her intern at your company for a bit.”

"The internship is fine, but other than that, it's out of the question.” Luke lit a cigarette, then raised his eyes. ’I'm working, so don't
mention this kind of thing in the future."
Allison went out and slammed the door angrily.
Even though she gave birth to that son, she could not lord over him. Even Susan's son knew to listen to his mother, but her son
would not listen to a single word of hers at all! 4
The more Allison thought about it, the angrier she got!
Downstairs in the manor, Bianca was sitting on a bench. There was a round table in front of the bench and her laptop was on it.
Grandpa was still sick in the Crawford family's home, and his condition was serious. He was coughing up blood, after all.
Therefore, she had no choice but to bite the bullet and call for an extended period of leave.
Fortunately, Sue approved her leave.
"Hello, my name's Yvonne Gideon. I didn't get to introduce myself when we were upstairs." Yvonne reached out her hand in a
grand manner.
Since Yvonne reached out to her first, Bianca had no choice but to stand up and reach her hand out to her. "My name's Bianca
Rayne.’
Yvonne let go of Bianca's hand and glanced at Bianca's hand. They were very white and soft. As a woman, she felt jealous when
she touched it, let alone a man.
"May I call you Bea? I'll be working in your department from tomorrow onward. I heard from Aunt Allison that you're also a
newcomer in the design department but are more experienced. I hope that I'll be able to learn a lot from you."
"No, no. I’m still studying too," Bianca said politely.
Yvonne did not comment and glanced at Xavier. "Let's go, Xavier."
Xavier nodded to Bianca as a greeting despite it being a little insignificant.
Bianca could only nod her head back.
The two of them left.

Bianca could not tell what impression Yvonne had of her. Whether she was a fiend or a friend, that would only be known with
time.
As long as her grandfather and her dad were under her care, she could not afford to lose the job no matter what.
Bianca stayed downstairs until it became dark.
It was mainly because Grandpa did not show signs of coughing up blood anymore. Even if she went up, she would not know
what to say or do, especially when she got embarrassed facing Luke.
When it was around eight, the mosquitoes in the surrounding grass were attracted to the light of her laptop screen.
The one bad thing about summer was the mosquitoes.
Bianca picked up her laptop and went upstairs to Grandpa's room.
Originally, she was going to tell them in the afternoon that she was going to go back at night, but Old Master Crawford seemed to
have guessed what she was going to say. Before she could say anything, he said, "You should stay here and take care of your
grandfather at night. The two nannies at home have other stuff to work on. I'm just afraid that paid servants won't treat your
grandpa nicely."
Bianca knew she could not keep leaving the care of Grandpa to Luke's family, so she had no choice but to stay back.
Old Master Crawford was listening to the radio in the room. When Bianca entered the room, Grandpa noticed that she was badly
bitten by mosquitoes on her arms and legs, so much so that her fair skin had turned red.
'1 told you to come in earlier. Look at how badly the mosquitoes have bitten you..."
Blanche was entering the room with a workbook in his hand. He was looking for Aunt Bea to ask her a question about his
homework, but when he heard that she was badly bitten by mosquitoes, he immediately ran back to his room to look for
mosquito bite ointment.
When he was leaving his room, he bumped into his daddy coming out of the study.
"Where are you running to?" Luke glanced down at his son with his cold eyes.
"Aunt Bea was badly bitten by mosquitoes. I went to get the ointment for her,” the little guy said tenderly to show that he was not
running around for no reason.

Luke looked at the ointment in his son's hand and snatched it away. "Go back to your room to finish up your homework. I’ll send
it over for you."
The little guy was in a daze as he looked at Daddy walking into the room where Aunt Bea was...
Shameless! Competing with his own son!

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