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

Previously, it was understandable for her to do so when Bianca was around.
Leia had always liked Luke. Bianca's appearance and identity took away some of Queenie's and Jack's familial affection. It was
normal for Leia to target her at every turn.
However, it seemed that Leia had given up on liking Luke after that.
Her current identity was Luca. The Norman family did not know about it. Logically speaking, there should be no vested interest
between her and Leia.
Yet, Leia was still targeting her...
Luca really did not know why Leia held such a grudge against her. Could it be...?
She turned to look at Luke. Her gaze was focused and somewhat peculiar. Was Leia still in love with Luke?
Luke raised an eyebrow. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing. I'm going to apply some skincare products," said Luca as she lowered her eyes and glanced at the hand held tightly by
Luke.
Luke smiled and released her hand.
Luca sat in front of the dressing table, carefully taking care of her skin in the mirror. Her skin had improved a lot since she left the
Island of Despair.
Although Shanks used to provide her with some skincare products he developed, the training on the Island of Despair was
relentless. Sometimes, she would hold Nyla in her arms and fall asleep when she was exhausted.
How could she even care to take good care of her skin?
Now, even though the current skincare products were more expensive, they could not compare to what Shanks had developed.
However, applying them every day still yielded better results.
As Luca looked at her reflection in the mirror, she remembered the message she received from Tommy before entering the
bathroom. She turned to Luke and said, "I'd like to visit Crawford Manor the day after tomorrow."

"You miss them, right?" Luke assumed that she wanted to see the children as soon as she mentioned it.
Luca nodded. She did miss the three children, but there were also other things on her mind. "Tommy said that their school is
organizing a spring outing the day after tomorrow. The school will provide food and drinks, but they also encourage the children
to bring homemade snacks from home. I'd like to make some for him."
"Will it be too tiring for you to make them yourself? Why don't you ask Aunt Neile to do it, and you can just deliver them?" In
Luke's heart, Luca was more important than the kids.
Luca shook her head. "I'm not tired. If the kids want to eat them, I'll make them. The snacks Aunt Neile makes are slightly
different from mine. Even if I give them Aunt Neile's homemade snacks and tell them that I made them, they can still tell the
difference."
Children had a sharp sense of taste. Even if she blindfolded them and let them taste the snacks she made and those made by
others, they could instantly tell them apart.
Even though she was not their mother now, the food she made with a mother's touch was a manifestation of her love for them. It
was normal for children to be able to taste it.
When Tommy told her that he wanted to have the snacks she made, she readily agreed.
Luke shook his head when he saw how devoted she was to the kids. Fortunately, they were their children. Otherwise, he might
have felt jealous.
He felt sorry to make Luca tired.
Luke placed the laptop on the nightstand, got out of bed, and stood behind her. He picked up a comb and gently ran it through
her recently let-down hair. "You don't have to tire yourself out. Whether it's the children or Aunt Wanda, someone will take care of
them."
Luca held his left hand that was resting on her shoulder.
Luke took care of their children and also took care of her aunt. There were some things that did not need to be mentioned, but
she knew that he had always been sharing her burdens.
Luca also wanted to share some of his burdens, to make him less weary. However, what could she do for him?

Luca had no idea. She did not know how much time she had left to be by Luke's side.
With the antidote in hand, it was imperative to resist the Island of Despair. However, she also had to save Nyla and Eler from
there.
It would be difficult to achieve without Luke. Perhaps it was time to tell the truth?
Luca heaved a sigh and whispered, "Luke, I'm tired."
A gleam appeared in Luke's eyes. They had been so busy lately that they had not been spending time together for a long time.
Her words were like a signal. He bent down and scooped Luca into his arms.
She did not resist or scream. Instead, she blushed and nestled against his chest.
She wanted to lean on this broad and powerful chest for a lifetime. ...
The next day, when Marcos was about to leave the hotel, Ethan knocked on the door.
He opened it and found Ethan accompanied by two people. One was the interpreter he had invited, and the other was a woman
with Caucasian features who wore silver-framed glasses. She was also wearing a suit with a neatly pressed pair of trousers. This
attire added a touch of elegance to her beautiful face.
The woman also carried a leather briefcase, displaying an elite appearance.
"Mr. Ethan, who is this?" asked Marcos, but he already had an idea of the person's identity.
"She's Shandra Cullen. one of the finest lawyers in A City. She just finished her studies abroad and returned to the country. She's
also Mr. Matysh's representative lawyer," explained Ethan. It took him two days of research to pinpoint her as one of the target
lawyers.
Shandra happened to have returned to A City a few days ago. Therefore, Ethan took the interpreter with him and went to her law
firm to discuss matters with her.
Shandra initially refused to take the case, but he insisted on having her defend Mr. Matysh and offered her a substantial sum of
money.

Later, Shandra thought that since he was not afraid of failure and the other party could afford such a price, then she might as
well take it.
"Ah." Marcos nodded. He was not familiar with the lawyers here.
However, if Shandra was as capable as claimed and was someone who was able to defend Matysh and clear his name, then he
believed that Luke's side would also take action.
Once Luke decided to make a move, Matysh would have no chance when it came to targeting that woman.
Ethan noticed his indifference and continued his introduction, "Ms. Cullen has defended many clients in various cases. With her
involvement, Mr. Matysh will definitely be fine. Prepare for the handover. Once Matysh returns to Russia, he'll be taking over M
Group."
"Alright." Marcos did not say anything more.
M Group was currently under his management. Even though he had been closely monitored and guarded by the elders of the
family, he had gained control over many people inside.
They were not useless individuals who only knew how to enjoy their lives. They were capable of getting things done.
These people who were working in M Group had brought considerable profits to the company. Even though the elders were
vigilant because they knew he was behind them, he had no objections.
Talent was something every company valued.
Ethan wanted to further highlight Shandra's impressive achievements when he saw how indifferent Marcos was, but he was
interrupted by Shandra herself.
She handed him her business card and said, "Mr. Marcos, I've heard of your reputation. This is my business card. Feel free to
contact me if you ever need my services."
Facing someone like Marcos, who could walk with authority in Russia, most people would speak with deference and even with a
touch of flattery.
However, Shandra was not one of them. She exuded self-confidence.

Marcos took Shandra's business card and glanced at the English introduction on the back while maintaining a faint smile on his
face.
This woman seemed like an elite. To be so composed in his presence meant she either looked down on his bloodline or she had
a similar status and background as him.