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

Matysh knew Luke was the one who sent the car, but he was unhappy with Marcos' explanation.
“No way. Tell that kid that I want the chauffeur to follow me around," Matysh said in an overbearing manner. He was unconcerned
that his target was Luca and she had something going on with Luke.
Bill would take care of it, after all.
Marcos knew why Matysh did not agree to his arrangements and said, "The chauffeur I've hired drives a Rolls-Royce too."
As a big city with a booming economy, A City had never been short of wealthy people. That was why it was easy to rent a Rolls-
Royce here.
Mandy, who was listening to their conversation, was secretly surprised.
How easy it was for them to rent a Rolls-Royce. It seemed like her Russian friend was right. Matysh's family was rich.
It was a pity that she could never have the chance to marry into such a wealthy family. She could only seize the chance to curry
favor with Matysh.
Matysh frowned. He wanted to throw a tantrum, but Marcos' arrangements were perfect for him. He had no reason to be mad at
him.
"Miss, those eyes of yours look familiar to me^" Marcos' gaze fell on Mandy.
Mandy stood up straight and held her head up high. She even tucked her hair behind her ears. Her heart skipped a beat when
the man's gaze fell on her.
"That's just your imagination. Is there anything you want to tell me?" Matysh said impatiently.
"No. I'm going back to pack my stuff." Marcos refused to stay for another second here. He hated the strong smell of the perfume
on Mandy's body.
"Get lost. Stop bothering me," Matysh took a sip of the red wine with a dissatisfied look on his face.
Marcos turned around and left without looking at Mandy.
Mandy could not help but step forward, looking at his tall figure from behind.

Matysh noticed Mandy's gestures, then he frowned and asked, "What are you doing?"
Mandy came back to her senses. She knew that Matysh was a ruthless man, so she dared not to admit that she was charmed by
Marcos. She explained, "I'm going to close the door."
Matysh did not say a word.
Marcos left the suite, and Mandy quickly closed the door. She headed to the sofa, sat down, and snuggled up to Matysh. Then,
she asked, “Mr. Matysh, was he your nephew?"
“No," Matysh denied it.
Mandy was startled for a moment, then asked, “But I heard him calling you Uncle?"
Although Mandy could not speak Russian, she could understand the language. After all, she had lived abroad for some time and
could understand a few languages. However, she sounded weird when she spoke foreign languages. That was why she seldom
spoke in other languages.
Matysh narrowed his eyes and asked, “You can understand Russian?"
“Yes, but I don't know how to speak Russian. I know a lot of people..." Mandy spoke in a whiny manner.
“He has the blood of a lowlife in him and doesn't deserve to be my nephew," Matysh said disdainfully. Marcos was nothing but a
tool to his family. He did not deserve to be acknowledged.
Mandy's brows slightly furrowed. Why did it sound like things were way more complicated than it was?
At the same time, Marcos heard what Matysh said.
Andy had heard it clearly as well as Marcos did not put on the earphones this time. He was worried as he looked at his boss,
“Boss."
“It's nothing," replied Marcos. He slowly turned off the bugging device and returned to his bedroom.
Matysh said that he had the blood of a lowlife in him.
However, Matysh had inappropriate ideas toward his mother before. How dare he call her a lowlife.

The day would come when he would make them regret everything that they had done in the past.
Andy watched his boss from behind and shook his head helplessly. Marcos had been enduring all these alone ever since. He
truly hoped that someone could stand by Marcos' side and keep him company.
That way, he would not look lonely.
"Andy," Marcos suddenly called his name.
“Boss, is there anything you need?" Andy immediately asked.
“Tell Luke about Matysh and the woman he invited to his suite who looks like Luca," Marcos instructed.
“Yes, Boss." Andy picked up his phone and immediately made a call.
Luca drove back to the villa, parked the car, and got out of the car together with Luke.
Although Luke enjoyed drinking with Marcos, he did not drink a lot. He did not need anyone to help him stand.
Aunt Neile left the garden's lights on as the two of them had gone out. It gave off an entirely different atmosphere to see the pale
yellow lights on the white snow.
Luke slightly frowned.
Luca thought it was because Luke had been drinking too much and that was why he felt uncomfortable. She asked in a soft
voice, “Mr. Crawford, are you feeling uncomfortable?"
“No. It's just that I didn't feel anything when I was drinking the beer. But I can smell the alcohol now and it's disgusting," Luke
frowned and explained. The beer was not expensive, but he enjoyed drinking it with Marcos and did not think much about it.
He did not expect that he could not get used to the smell of it.
“You don't usually drink beer. Let me make you some tea to relieve your discomfort," said Luca as she walked into the house
together with him.
It was warm in the house. Luca slightly narrowed her eyes, helped Luke to take off his coat, and hung it on the coat rack. After
that, she took her coat off.

Luke saw her gestures and imitated her.
Luca did not say anything. She headed straight to the kitchen and prepared the tea for Luke.
It warmed Luke's heart when he saw Luca walk into the kitchen to prepare the tea for him. He sat down on the sofa and waited
for her to finish preparing the tea. They would head upstairs together after he drank it.
A message notification ringtone rang right after Luke sat down.
Luke glanced at his phone. It was a message from Andy. Andy told him that Matysh had found a courtesan who looked like Luca
to keep him company.
[Noted.] Luke put his phone aside after replying to him with a simple message.
What Andy told him reminded him of the woman he met in the elevator today.
It was indeed Matysh who found that woman. She was a substitute to replace Luca.
It looked like Matysh was deeply obsessed with Luca.
Luke's gaze darkened. He was unhappy to know that there was a man who had inappropriate ideas toward his woman.
Perhaps he did not have to wait for Matysh to make his move after Marcos left. He should deal with him right away.
After all, it was considered helping Marcos too...
To be precise, Marcos owed him a favor.
Although Marcos was well-mannered in front of the others, Luke knew they were the same kind of people.
They would never let others hurt those who mattered to them and get away with it easily. Merciless was the right word to
describe them when they sought revenge for their loved ones.
Luca brought the tea out and saw Luke sitting on the sofa. A shadow was cast upon him under the dimly lit lights. She blinked
her eyes, and she had this feeling that Luke was planning something evil.
She walked toward him, placed the cup of tea on the coffee table, and said, "Mr. Crawford, tea is ready."