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

Chapter 1055 Stealing From Your Own Family
Luke shook his head and was able to understand his intentions. "I'll book flight tickets for tomorrow for all of you." "Bro..." Gordon
put on a serious look. He sincerely wanted to stay back to help look for Bianca.
"You guys have been here for too long. We can't just ignore the issues in Russia," said Luke. Gordon had ditched all his work to
come here just to repay the debt. If he did not return even after such a long time, things on the other side would have to be
delayed."
Besides, Ray was still worried about Vivian.
"Let Faceless go back," said Gordon in a determined tone. Vivian was not a weak woman. After all, with a younger brother like
Ray, she certainly had the ability to carry out her job well.
"No, I want to keep you company." Vivian immediately rejected him as she wanted to be wherever he was.
Gordon frowned and looked at her. Just when he was about to lecture her for being immature, Luke said, "The two of you should
go back." "Bianca's case is much more urgent." Gordon disagreed with the plan.
"Even though we didn’t find anything even after searching the entire island, I still think that Bea's kidnapping incident is related to
the people from the Island of Despair. You’ll get more insider information back in Russia, so you can also investigate this case
when you're back there," Luke said.
That island was uninhabited, but that did not mean the Island of Despair would be forgotten just like that.
Gordon could only give in after hearing it. "Alright, then."
Luke tapped his shoulder, his cold face showing no emotion. With such a close friendship, no words were needed between the
two.
After seeing Luke off, Vivian headed into Gordon's bedroom when she thought about their flight back to Russia the next day. She
planned to help him pack his luggage.
Gordon came in and saw her busying herself in front of the closet. He frowned and asked, "What are you doing here?"
Vivian was dumbfounded, and she was holding his white shirt in her hands. "I'm packing your luggage." "Get out," Gorgon
ordered while suppressing his anger.

They had previously agreed that Vivian was not allowed to enter his room. On their last day here, she breached the agreement
and came into his room. The thought of her touching his clothes made him feel a strong sense of discomfort.
"I'm... I'm sorry." Vivian hung the white shirt in her hands back into the closet. She was feeling depressed as she did not expect
Gordon to have such a huge reaction.
Before their flight here, she was the one who had packed his luggage as well. It was just that he had no idea...
Vivian walked to the door and cautiously passed by him. She turned sideways so that she would not touch him, lest Gordon felt
disgusted.
Gordon's scent wafted into her nose. Suddenly, she could not hold back the urge and almost let her tears come streaming down.
Vivian was unwilling to let him see her tears because Gordon had once said that other pretty women would look pitiful if they
cried, but with her looks, it would be a horrendous sight.
She hurried back to her bedroom and locked the door.
Gordon’s fists that were clenched slowly loosened. Earlier, he seemed to have heard Vivian sniffing.
'Was she crying?'
The thought of her crying made Gordon suddenly feel depressed. He was feeling remorseful, yet he was irritated at the same
time.
After hearing the door closing, he walked into his bedroom and shut the door behind him forcefully.
Bang! The sound traveled into Vivian's ears. She leaned against the door and squatted. She covered her face, tears silently
dripping down.
She had been trying her very best to get on good terms with Gordon, yet every time, he would be disgusted at the sight of her.
What everyone was not aware of was that whenever Gordon spoke to her without looking disgusted, her heart would start to
thump erratically as though fireworks were erupting from within.
However, Gordon still spoke to her coldly most of the time. As time went by, it made her feel more pressured. She was gradually
unable to control her emotions.

Vivian leaned against the back of the door for half an hour. After releasing all the negative emotions within her, she stood up and
started packing her luggage.
On the other hand...
Luke drove his car and left the hotel. While he was rushing to T Corporation, he received a call from the manor.
"Luke, please make a trip back," Old Master Crowford ordered.
"Okay.” Luke ended the call and took a U-turn at the traffic light ahead. He rushed back to Crawford Manor. He was not at all
surprised that the old man was not sleeping despite it being so late at night, even ordering him to return.
He guessed that perhaps it was the police officers who had come to look for the old man.
Luke drove back to the manor.
The lights of the triple-story manor were on. He parked his car and walked into the manor. Old Master Crawford was sitting on
the sofa in the hall with Louis as they waited for Luke.
"Luke..." Louis got up and was feeling anxious when he saw Luke entering.
"Grandpa, I'm back," said Luke as he sat on the other sofa.
The three of them were sitting on three different sofas, forming a triangular shape between them.
"The police just showed up, claiming that they've found the robber." Old Master Crowford was holding onto a pipe and took a
puff. For the sake of his health, he had quit smoking for many years. However, tonight's issue made him unable to remain calm.
Hence, he had the butler take out his pipe and light some tobacco. He wanted to calm himself.
"Yes." Luke took out his phone with a pair of squinted almond eyes that did not reveal too much emotion.
"They've captured the mastermind. What are your thoughts?" Old Master Crowford asked. He was dumbfounded when the police
told him about it. He had asked the police not to reveal it to the public as he wanted to listen to Luke's opinion first.
However, the police claimed that it was Luke who wanted it to be dealt with publicly.
Old Master Crowford was unable to grasp what Luke was up to.

"I'm the one who asked the cops to handle it publicly." Luke admitted flat out. "Grandpa, doesn’t everyone want the culprit to be
captured? Now that the accomplice is found and we have proof, it's only logical for the police to arrest them." "Do you know just
how much it's going to affect the Crawford family by publicly disclosing this?" Old Master Crowford frowned, which made his old
face look very serious. 'Someone stealing from their own family. Even TV shows won't show such a thing.' "If we continue to
keep this from the public and wait for someone to dig it out to use against us, it'll be even more detrimental to the Crawford
family," Luke said. His phone vibrated and he lowered his head to sneak a peek. The flight tickets he had booked for Gordon and
the rest were approved.
He sent a Facebook message to Gordon and then continued holding his phone in his hand.
Old Master Crowford felt a pinch in his heart. He had thought that perhaps there was a spy in the Crawford family, or the
servants had joined forces with an outsider to get their hands on his antiques.
However, to his surprise, the culprit turned out to be Allison.
"So you're planning to have the police arrest her, announce it in public, and then send her off to prison?" Old Master Crowford
asked and took a deep puff from his pipe. The tobacco lit up, and he tilted the pipe toward the coffee table.
"She should receive her punishment if she committed a crime." Luke put on a stern look and was not at all hesitant just because
the culprit was his mother.
Louis saw that and was impressed. If he were in Luke's shoes, he would not be able to make such a firm decision.
"Actually, we don't have to do it this way..." He wanted to leave some room for leniency, given that Allison was Luke's biological
mother.