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

The truth was that Marcos disdained doing such things.
Someone else should do the dirty work. Marcos was too lazy to get involved. Besides, ever since he took over the company, all
the deals he handled had been clean.
At the very least, they could stand up to scrutiny from others.
Ethan's face turned pale. In the presence of Marcos’ watchful eyes, he could only nod reluctantly with a faint smile tugging at the
corner of his mouth. He forced out the words, 'I'll make the arrangements.'
"Old Master Abaza and Uncle Matysh have a lot of confidence in you, Mr. Ethan. Don't let them down." After that, Marcos shifted
his gaze to the window and remained silent.
Marcos did not intend to inquire or delve into how Ethan would arrange things.
A City would not let Matysh succeed.
The case involving Matysh had stirred up too much attention. Everyone was watching. A City would hand down a heavy
sentence. The justice system would not let him off the hook easily.
If Marcos knew Ethan's plans and things went awry, he would not be able to easily distance himself from them.
Night fell.
Marcos opened the suite door, and almost instantly, Ethan came out as well.
During this period, as long as Ethan was in the hotel, he would immediately step out whenever Marcos opened the suite door. He
was seemingly concerned about his situation at all times.
"Mr. Ethan, what a coincidence. Are you going out too?" Marcos initiated the conversation this time.
"I need to talk to you. Are you going out like that?" Ethan sized him up. Marcos was wearing an evening suit and polished shoes.
It was an attire suited for socializing.
"There's a social gathering tonight." Marcos adjusted his sleeve. He was about to meet Sarah. His heart was not only filled with
excitement but also a hint of nervousness.

Sarah was forced to leave him and live in anonymity for many years. It was hard to say whether she had any lingering thoughts
about her son, but the sense of family and kinship in Russia was very different than in A City.
"A gathering? With Luke?" Ethan asked immediately. Marcos was closest to Luke here.
"No, it's a gathering hosted by Mr. Mallory," Marcos admitted openly. He had already arranged with Gale that he would take his
place in the private room. He would then change his clothes and slip out through the back door.
Even if Ethan had someone tail him, they would not be able to discover anything.
"You're meeting with Percy Mallory at a time like this? If something happens to Mr. Matysh..." Ethan's words held depth. It was
both a reminder and an implication.
However, Marcos was not one who would be swayed by words. He knew what to say to deceitful people. "Uncle Matysh is an
elder. I also hope that he can return to Russia and his home as soon as possible. Besides, I don't know what your plan is. It won't
affect my actions."
Ethan choked on his words, but he still warned Marcos. "Not a single word about Mr. Matysh's affairs must be revealed.
Otherwise, you'll be in trouble when you return to Russia if this fails."
Marcos shrugged, unconcerned. "Since you don't trust me, how about we go together? I have other plans to attend after this.
Care to join?"
He extended the invitation, convinced that Ethan would not agree.
Even though Ethan was worried that he might betray Matysh and expose his escape plan, he had more pressing matters at
hand. For instance, he had a meeting with Addison's legal team later to discuss the case's details.
This was more important than keeping an eye on Marcos.
As expected, Ethan sneered. "Do you think everyone has as much free time as you?"
Marcos did not argue with him. He curled his thin lips and answered, "Well, looks like you're occupied."
After that, Marcos turned around and left.
Ethan stared coldly at Marcos while he watched him leave from behind. He made a phone call to the person who had been
guarding the hotel. "He's heading out. Follow him and see who he's meeting."

"Yes Sir," replied the person on the other end of the line.
Marcos had his chauffeur drive him to the nightclub he had arranged with Percy. As he walked into the club, the booming sound
of the music was deafening.
He mentioned Percy's name to the nightclub manager.
The nightclub manager immediately greeted him and led him to the private room reserved by Percy.
After exchanging greetings with the people inside, Marcos took a seat. After a while, he took off his coat and put on the uniform
prepared by Gale's subordinate.
Marcos frowned. It was his first time wearing this type of waiter's uniform.
"Mr. Marcos, you have to avoid attracting their attention. I hope you don't mind. The uniform is new. You'll look just like one of the
waiters here in that uniform," explained Gale. Instead of choosing a suit jacket, Gale bought a new set of uniform from the
manager, which he had carefully planned.
"Thank you." Marcos accepted it even though he did not like it.
After putting on the cap prepared by Gale, he opened the door to the private room.
The brim of the cap covered much of Marcos' face. His ethnic features were not very noticeable in this attire.
Marcos noticed a few foreign faces sitting not far away. These were the people Ethan and the old master had sent to watch him.
Marcos left calmly. Those people saw him, but they did not pay much attention due to his attire. Marcos left the nightclub, found
the car arranged by Luke, and left.
After the car left the nightclub, Marcos removed the waiter's uniform and put on another suit jacket he had in the car. Then, he
headed to the hospital.
Luca and Luke were waiting in the corridor of the VIP wards in the hospital.
They came to the hospital early. They spent some time in Wanda's ward, then went to Old Man Rayne's ward.

Neither Wanda nor Old Master Rayne suspected why Luca was here with Luke. They just thought she was here to visit them out
of concern.
As the appointed time with Marcos was drawing closer and considering Old Man Rayne needed to rest, Luca exchanged glances
with Luke and came to the corridor to wait.
Marcos arrived at the hospital in a hurry after ten minutes.
"Sorry for being late," apologized Marcos. He knew people in A City valued punctuality. That was why he apologized
immediately.
"It's okay." Luke looked up and looked in the direction of a ward. Then, he said, "Your mother is in that ward."
"Alright." Marcos looked at the ward's door. Once he pushed the door open, he would finally see the person he had always
wanted to meet.
His mother...
Marcos' emotions were stirred, but he felt as though his feet were shackled by heavy iron chains, making it hard to move
forward.
Luca understood Marcos's feelings at the moment and knew what was going on.
She suggested, "Mr. Marcos, how about I go in first to inform Ms. Poplar that someone has come to visit her?"
If Marcos suddenly walked into the ward, Sarah might be surprised or even frightened when she saw someone with ethnic
features.
Even though Marcos resembled his father, his father and Matysh were brothers. Siblings often bore some resemblances. If
Sarah were to misunderstand that Marcos was here to harm her, it would startle her. There was a chance that she might
experience a stress response.
"Sure. Thank you." Marcos found Luca's suggestion to be a good one.