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

Luca smiled, "Aunt Neile, there's nothing to worry about. Mr. Crawford already had Mr. Doyle make reservations. We'll be going
out to eat, so you get leave early today."
Aunt Neile was delighted to hear that. "Really? That's great. My grandson keeps complaining that he doesn't get to see me
enough, so I'll go spend some time with him later. Thank you, Ms. Craw."
"No need to thank me, Mr. Crawford is the one who gave you a break." smiled Luca before picking up the empty wine bottles and
walking out.
Luke has a hobby of collecting wine bottles, so he usually keep empty bottles on shelves rather than throwing them away.
Besides, the bottle itself cost more than any normaal bottle of wine.
This way, other people would not be able to get a hold of these bottles and make counterfeits.
After Luca and Luke had lunch, they rushed to the international airport of A City right away.
There were many people coming with Marcos, so not only did Luke drive, but Lliam followed behind him as well.
The three of them arrived at the airport together.
Luke checked Marcos's flight details.
"It'll arrive in about ten minutes," said Luke. He put his phone away and looked at Luca. "Lliam will pick him up, so we'll just wait
here."
"Alright." Luca was fine with it because Lliam was pretty fluent in Russian, so he could communicate with Marcos.
She glanced to her right to see Lliam walking toward the exit of the airport with a pick-up sign in his hands.
Luca's phone vibrated. She picked it up to see that it was Nina.
"Percy asked me to attend Mr. Crawford's dinner tonight, will you be there too?"
"Yes, I'll be there," replied Luca. She thought that it was just a dinner for the guys, so she did not expect Nina to be there too.
"I'll bring the samples of photo styles the studio gave, so you can help me choose," replied Nina. After Luca helped her choose
her wedding dress, she would ask Luca for help whenever she could not come to a decision.

"Sure, no problem," answered Luca. After her texts, she knew that Nina was being indecisive again.
After replying, she turned sideways and asked Luke, “Will Nina be coming over tonight?"
“Scarlett too," said Luke. He asked those with partners to bring them over for dinner too, so Luca would have company.
“Wouldn't we be in the way of you guys talking?" Luca asked.
“No, the room is divided into two. The girls can have one and we'll have one, so that way, we won't disturb each other," said Luke
as per his instructions to Jason.
Luca nodded her head as she was pleased with the arrangement.
Five minutes later, Lliam and Marcos walked out.
Luca noticed that there were two foreign-looking men behind Marcos.
“You see those two people? One of them is a lawyer their family hired to help Matysh, and the other one is here to help me."
Luke did not tell her which was which. Instead, he unbuckled his seatbelt and said, “Let's get down."
“Okay." nodded Luca.
Then, the both of them walked toward Marcos.
Luke reached out his hand to greet him, “Good afternoon, Mr. Marcos."
“Good afternoon, Mr. Crawford." greeted Marcos. This time around, he had come to look for his biological mother, and Luke had
good news for him. This helped put him in a good mood. Then, he looked toward Luca and nodded, “Good afternoon, Ms. Craw."
“Good afternoon, Mr. Marcos." Luca gave a faint smile to appear congenial.
As soon as she finished speaking, she heard a snort from the dapper man standing beside Marcos.
However, Luca ignored it.
Marcos smiled, treating it as a unique form of greeting. Then, he introduced the two people beside him, “This is Katov, the
person I previously mentioned, and this is the lawyer who helped my uncle, Mr.
Ethan."

Russians had relatively long names, so Marcos chose to introduce them with their nicknames instead. This way, Luke would be
able to remember them.
Luca looked at Ethan and understood why he snorted.
Matysh was put into prison because he wanted to get to her.
People like Matysh had deep-rooted prejudice toward foreigners, and she triggered them, so the lawyer's hostility toward her
made sense.
“This is Mr. Crawford, and this is Ms. Craw," said Marcos humbly.
He wasn't looking for trouble. Not only was Ethan here to defend Matysh, he was also here to look after the elders of the family.
His family was afraid that he would cause trouble in A City, which might jeopardize Matysh's inheritance.
Besides, in the eyes of the stubborn elders, Matysh's “blood" was much purer than his.
“Mr. Crawford, Ms. Craw, nice to meet you," said Kastov, extending the first greeting.
Meanwhile, the lawyer beside him turned away slowly without greeting them.
To him, people from A City were not worthy of being spoken to.
Luke ignored the lawyer and said to Marcos and Kastov, “My assistant has prepared a hotel for you, you can get in the car here."
"Mr. Crawford, you didn't have to go through such trouble." smiled Marcos while Lliam put his luggage in the trunk of the car.
Luke asked, "Why isn't your assistant here?"
"He had to stay at the company to do some work for me," said Marcos. It was a shame that his assistant could not come to A
City.
The last time he brought him over here, he said that A City was a great place and that he loved it here.
He also said that he would definitely spend his retirement here.
"Everyone, you may proceed to get in the car." Lliam swiftly put all their luggage in the trunk before opening the doors for them.

Mr. Ethan sat in the back seat.
Marcos glanced at Kastov, and Kastov piped up, "I'll sit in front."
He then sat in the passenger seat while Marcos got in the back seat from the other side.
After Lliam closed the door, he asked Luke, "Boss, should I send the three of them to the hotel?"
"Yes, send them to the hotel," said Luke before taking Luca's hand and getting in the car.
When Ethan saw what happened in the car, he complained in Russian, "I don't know why Matysh would go through all that risk
for a woman who doesn't even look that pretty."
Although Lliam did not understand Russian, Matysh did not bother mentioning what he said.
Kastov, who was sitting in the passenger seat, could not help but sigh because Marcos was truly the only normal one in his
family.
Everyone else, even those who worked ordinary jobs, were as arrogant as him.