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

Yvette nodded and asked, "Ms. Cullen, are we driving over there?"
"We'll walk. The driver can follow us." Shandra decided. She had been paying attention to the roadside conditions while she was
on the way here.
There was a milk tea shop by the roadside, and she noticed it too.
"Alright." Yvette ran over to Shandra's car and talked to the driver.
She also translated Shandra's words and informed Ethan of the plan.
"Okay. Let's go." Ethan saw Shandra leading Yvette toward the intersection. Even though he was annoyed as to why they
refused to get in the car, he still followed behind them.
The group arrived at the milk tea shop at the intersection in a grand and imposing manner.
There were several people sitting inside the milk tea shop. Shandra could tell at a glance who they were looking for.
The rest of the customers sitting there were young, except for the customers at that one particular table.
The person they were looking for was the man sitting across from the middle-aged woman.
Shandra slightly narrowed her eyes and recognized the man. It was Walter Long.
"Isn't that Mr. Long?" Yvette knew Walter, and she turned to look at Shandra after recognizing him.
Shandra and Walter were from the same university. Even though they were from different years, they had heard of each other.
Yvette knew about the relationship between the two. As she looked at Shandra's gaze, her astonishment turned into worry.
Shandra squinted her eyes as a hint of gloom flashed across them. Walter, of all people, took this case!
Shandra had just returned to the country. When she took this case, she did not make much of a fuss.
Walter had just returned to the country as well. How did he know? How did he manage to approach the victim's family so
quickly?
Shandra remained rooted to the spot. She felt irritable and had the urge to light a cigarette!

However, it was not the right time to smoke now. She cleared her throat and looked at Ethan, who was full of confusion, beside
her. Then, she explained, "He's Walter Long." "Walter Long?" muttered Ethan as he quickly ran the name through his mind.
Then, he frowned and asked, "That's him?"
He knew Walter. He had a reputation in the international legal industry and was on par with Shandra, after all.
Ethan initially thought of asking Walter to help with Matysh's affairs. However, when he tried to look for him, he was told that
Walter was still overseas and not taking on domestic cases at the moment.
Thus, he looked for Shandra instead.
Ethan looked at the man who turned him down when he was abroad. A flash of astonishment and gloom flashed across his eyes.
Walter declined their case and ended up becoming the lawyer for the opposing side.
If he were an ordinary lawyer, teaming up with Shandra would have a reasonable chance of getting Matysh acquitted.
However, if the opposing lawyer was someone like Walter...
Ethan had a feeling that Matysh was destined to be imprisoned this time. He only hoped that he and Shandra could work
together to minimize the time Matysh would spend behind bars.
"Ms. Cullen, we..." Yvette's scalp tingled. She had heard about how deeply in love the couple used to be, but whenever they
were in the same space now, it seemed like they could kill each other.
Their words clashed like swords, transforming their conversation into a colossal battlefield.
The human heart harbored a natural curiosity for gossip. However, Yvette did not want to confront such gossip when she was
working under Shandra. When she noticed that Shandra was still staring intently at Walter, she suggested, "Ms. Cullen, should
we go back to the car and rest for a while?"
They were already positioned on opposite sides, and it was not suitable for them to appear in front of the same client.
Walter, who was sitting in the milk tea shop, sensed that someone was looking at him. He turned around and looked in their
direction.
A faint curve formed on the corner of his thin lips, and a casual look of surprise flickered in his eyes when he saw Shandra.

This was the first time he encountered Shandra since he returned to the country.
She was as elegant as ever in her well-fitted suit. Her eyebrows and eyes exuded a cold charm, and her lips were as vibrant as a
spring flower. They were striking and assertive.
Walter's heart could not help but pound for her, but he maintained the same calm expression on his face.
"Why should we let Walter meet our client first?" asked Shandra as she straightened her posture and walked toward the milk tea
shop.
The interpreter continued to relay Shandra's words.
Ethan furrowed his brows when he heard this. He could sense that Shandra was not very calm. However, when she strode into
the milk tea shop alone, he had no choice but to follow behind her.
Walter silently watched Shandra enter. Before she could speak, he took the initiative, "Ms. Cullen, it’s been a long time."
He completely ignored Ethan, who was standing behind her.
Shandra ignored Walter and looked straight at the middle-aged woman sitting across from her. She spoke, "Ms. Clayton, I'm Ms.
Cullen. My assistant scheduled a meeting with you yesterday."
Lisa furrowed her brows and glanced at Walter, then at Shandra.
She received a call yesterday from someone claiming to be from a lawyer. She thought it was the lawyer who would help her
daughter in the lawsuit. It was only today, when she met Walter, that she realized the lawyer who had made an appointment with
her yesterday was the representative lawyer for the unscrupulous boss who slandered her husband.
Lisa maintained a cold expression and said, "We have nothing to talk about."
Shandra frowned. She had encountered people who refused to communicate before, but she could usually persuade them to sit
down and talk with just a few words.
However, the condition was that Walter was not there.
Shandra did not want to have even the slightest interaction with Walter. Thus, she waited for Yvette to speak up.

Yvette understood that Shandra was reluctant to talk to Watler. Hence, she quickly engaged with Lisa. "Ms. Clayton, I'm Yvette,
the one who contacted you yesterday. We're truly sorry for your daughter's ordeal, and we don't mean any harm. We just want to
understand the situation at that time."
Lisa snorted coldly with an unfriendly tone.
After she learned their identity, she immediately concluded from the depths of her heart that anyone helping Matysh in the
lawsuit was not a good person.
Lisa replied, "I don't know much about it. I've already told Mr. Long. Although I'm Serena's mother, I can't possibly know what that
beast did to her that night better than my daughter. If you'd like to know what she went through, you can just jump from a building
and maybe you'll meet Serena. Then, you can ask her how desperate and heartbroken she was at that time. You can ask my
husband too. You can ask him about the slander and pain he endured back then!"
Lisa could no longer contain her emotions as she became increasingly agitated. She did not understand why, as fellow citizens
of A City, Shandra would actually defend such a beast like Matysh in court.
As Shandra listened to Lisa's impassioned words, her expression darkened as she slowly turned her gaze toward Walter.
Walter understood what it meant when he met her gaze.
Shandra thought Walter had said something to Lisa, which was why Lisa was so vehemently against them!
However, the truth was, he had only talked to Lisa to gather some information without saying anything to provoke her emotions.
As a lawyer, he chose to approach Lisa today under the assumption that Shandra would also be speaking with her. However, he
was indeed working on the defense case.
Lisa's heightened emotions caught him by surprise, yet it also fell right into his anticipated scenario.