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

"Oh?" Abel crossed his legs again to listen to what he had to offer.
"I'll give you money, and you'll help me deal with Luke and Percy. I want them to disappear off the face of the earth," Pierre said
relentlessly.
He knew that the person sitting in front of him could accomplish that.
He was equally as powerful as Luke and Percy.
"Luke? Percy?" Abel sneered and asked, "Do you have money?"
"The Mallory family does," replied Pierre. He knew that the Mallory family would never pay someone to get rid of Percy, so the
only thing he could do was to make a deal with the man in a mask in front of him.
"How naive. Do you really think that the Mallory family will agree to let me get rid of Percy?" Abel asked as he had heard stuff
about the Mallory family thanks to Pierre.
He looked Pierre in the eye. If he were not a member of the Mallory family, he might have even taken pity on him and let him
onto the Island of Despair.
As someone who was cruel enough to want to kill his own brother, he was the perfect candidate to become an assassin on the
Island of Despair as he could carry out missions without any emotion.
"You never know. With my life, Percy's life, and Luke's life on the line, you can just ask the Mallory family for however much you
want." Pierre smiled savagely as he thought that Abel would agree to his deal for money.
He did not tell Abel that he had shared some of his findings with Luke in order to hide from the Department of Homeland
Security.
He knew that he would have it much worse if he were to tell him the truth.
Thus, Pierre did not intend to tell him that Luke was also investigating him.
"Luke, Percy.." Abel frowned. The person who helped Luke take the lead in destroying on the Island of Despair was Percy, right?
He remembered them saying that Percy shot at least ten men with a machine gun, causing the island's defense system to
collapse in an instant.

Therefore, he would neither let Luke nor Percy get away with it.
However, now was not the right time, and he was not going to join hands with Pierre either.
Abel leaned forward to pat Pierre's face and ridicule him, "Look at you. How could you still be so naive under these
circumstances? I'll get my money with your life, but we're never working together."
Amur, who was standing in the corner, frowned upon listening to Abel's words.
He could not help but wonder what Abel had in mind.
After hearing what Pierre had to say, Amur assumed that Abel would agree, since his actual target was Luke.
However, Abel unexpectedly rejected Pierre's offer to work together.
It was surprising, but it also made him wonder how he planned to get rid of Luke.
"Aren't you in need of money?" As he turned to leave, Pierre hurriedly said, “I have money!"
“It's your family that has money, and I'll never work with anyone when it comes to dealing with people because I don't trust
anyone." Abel sneered and looked at Amur. "You, come with me."
"Yes, Boss," Amur said calmly as he followed Abel into a room.
"Close the door," ordered Abel.
Amur turned around to close the door, and when he turned back around to face Abel, he was slapped across the face.
A loud slap sounded when his palm met his face.
"Don't think I don't know what you're doing. Did I ask you to break Pierre's leg?" Abel took off his mask, revealing his sinister
face.
His sullenness was written all over his face.
Amur responded, "He was the one who resisted."
"You broke his leg because he resisted?" Abel sneered and continued, "Or did you break his leg on purpose to avenge Luca?"

Amur replied, "Boss, I completed the mission."
"Very well." Seeing how he would not admit his mistake and even insist that he had done as he was told, Abel clapped his hands
and said, "Amur, I can't say that you're my most loyal servant, but you sure are loyal to Ivana."
Amur did not say a word as one side of his face started to swell.
"But is doing all of this for Ivana worth it? Now that she has climbed onto Luke's bed and become his woman once again, will she
appreciate what you do for her? Will she sacrifice herself for you?" Abel's words were sharp enough to pierce through Amur's
heart.
Abel noticed his tightly clenched fists and taunted, "You're still willing to go against me for her, but what for? You can't even get a
strand of her hair. Amur, you'd better think twice about who your real master is."
"It's you." Amur lowered his head and clenched his fists so tightly that his nails dug deep into his palms.
"Very well. It's a good thing you're still aware of this. Otherwise, I might have to consider sending you back to the Island of
Despair to receive training again." Abel raised both his hands and patted his face, gradually adding more force each time.
After about ten pats, Amur still did not dodge, nor did he shout in pain. Abel stopped and gave him another order, "Go back to A
City and prepare to ask the Mallory family for money."
"Boss, do you need it in cash?" Amur was a little taken aback.
Cash was the hardest to deal with.
Abel had several Swiss bank accounts, so if he had the Mallory family transfer the money to his account and he transferred it to
a different account, he would not get caught.
That would not be the case if he asked the Mallory family for cash.
"I'll need some of it in cash, and you'll have to get the job done for me when the time comes. You know what will happen if you
don't," warned Abel.
"Yes." Amur nodded. His face was stinging, but he could hide the redness that Abel caused with the mask on.
"Get out." Abel took out a cigar and the lighter next to him to light it up.

Amur turned around to open the door and leave.
He had to pass through the living room he came from in order to leave. When he was there, he noticed that the man had already
fixed Pierre's right leg.
"I'll never let you get away with this." Upon seeing Amur approaching, Pierre lowered his voice and issued a warning to him in a
deep beast-like voice.
Beads of sweat trickled down his face from his forehead as getting his leg fixed without anesthesia was excruciating.
Before Amur could respond, the man fixing his leg for him said, "Hey, how dare you still seek revenge on our people? Watch out
or I'll break your left leg too!"
"How dare you?!" Pierre glared menacingly at the guy who was fixing his leg.
"Of course not. You're still useful to us for now. Mr. Pierre, oh, Mr. Pierre. You should know that if you ever give us trouble once
you return after the Mallory family has given us the money, your right leg isn't going to be the only thing that's broken. Please
wise up and realize that we're not people you should mess with." The man fixed another metal plate inside of his leg.