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

The toys Luca chose cost several thousands for each set. They were displayed in the store, and only people who were
financially well-off could afford them.
Besides, the shop assistant noticed that the books Luca bought were suited for three different age groups of kids, so she came
to such a conclusion.
"Well, that's her business. As for you, you better get married soon if you're so envious of her," teased another shop assistant.
"I'd like to, but I'm not as lucky as others. Okay, that's it. Let me make a phone call to place an order. The customer who came
just now bought several sets of toys. We've run out of stock. I'll have to reorder some. Otherwise, it won't look good when
customers come and see empty shelves," said the shop assistant as she picked up the phone to place an order with the supplier.
Not long after Luca left the shop, she turned around and came back.
When the shop assistant saw her come back, she warmly approached her and asked, "Ma'am, is there anything else you need?"
"Well, I'd like to buy some snacks for kids," replied Luca. Even though she could make snacks and dessert for the kids, she had
no time for that when she was busy.
Previously, when she sent the kids back to Crawford Manor, she also brought all the snacks from the villa there. This saved
herself the trouble of buying separately for both homes.
Hence, there were no snacks for the kids at home at the moment.
Tommy got hungry really easily. He would get a bit cranky if he did not have some snacks.
That was why Luca remembered to come back here to buy some.
"Snacks for kids, huh? We have a variety here, and most of them are imported with no harmful additives. Kids can eat these
without affecting their health," said the sales assistant. Many snacks on the market contained all sorts of additives these days.
This spiel was used to attract customers to buy their store's snacks, and it worked pretty well.
Their snacks were a bit pricey, but many parents were still willing to buy them for the sake of their kids.
"Okay." Luca did not pay too much attention to what the salesperson said. She picked some of the kids' favorites and asked, "Are
there any new imported snacks?"

"Yes, Ma'am. These are newly imported," the sales assistant introduced.
Luca carefully examined the ingredient list on the new snacks. Then, she picked two more items and said, "These will be
enough. Let's settle the bill."
She handed the basket to the sales assistant.
The sales assistant smiled and took it from her. Then, she headed toward the cash register, just as another customer walked in.
"Welcome. How can I assist you?" the sales assistant greeted her politely.
"I'd like to buy some snacks for my kid.” Myra seemed to be in a hurry. She said to the sales assistant, “I'll take those in the
basket.”
The sales assistant was startled for a moment. She thought she might have misunderstood Myra and replied with a smile on her
face, "Please wait a moment. After I finish processing the customer's items, I'll get an identical set for you."
"I'll just take this one," said Myra as she looked at the sales assistant. "I'm in a hurry. Can't you get another set for the other
customer later?"
"But these are the items the customer picked earlier." The sales assistant felt helpless. She had encountered impolite customers
before, but intercepting someone else's chosen products like this was a first for her.
"Can't you understand human language?" Myra was frustrated. She had an important meeting scheduled, but her child insisted
on coming along to buy some snacks before she left home.
It was inconvenient for her to bring a child to such an occasion. Therefore, she agreed to buy snacks for him and let him wait at
home.
Myra was worried that the meeting might take too long and she would forget about it. That was why she planned to buy the
snacks first before heading there.
The scheduled time was getting closer. That was why she was in a bit of a rush.
"Mrs. Hudson, I think you're the one who doesn't understand human language." Luca stepped out from behind the shelves.
She walked rather slowly while looking at the other snacks on the shelf. This created some distance between her and the sales
assistant.

Myra could not help but be stunned for a moment when she heard her voice.
Even though they had only met twice, Luca's voice was etched in her memory. It reminded her that her current predicament and
difficulties were all Luca's fault.
Deep down, her emotions were a mix of fear and resentment.
Myra turned around and looked at Luca. She sneered. "What are you doing here?"
"If you can be here, why can't I?" Luca's expression was calm.
"Well..." Something crossed Myra's mind, and she suddenly let out a cold sneer. "I'm here because I'm a mother, but you..."
Myra deliberately glanced at the basket the sales assistant was carrying and continued, "I remember you're single, right? You
have no kids, yet you're buying so many snacks for kids? Are you trying to please Luke Crawford's children and become his
mistress? Tsk tsk, I don't think you're aiming for the role of a mistress. You seem intent on squeezing out the rightful wife and
taking her place, huh?"
Luca raised her eyebrows. She realized that Myra had done her homework on her basic information.
"Mrs. Hudson, have you resolved the court summons from last time?" asked Luca.
Myra shuddered for a moment at the mention of the court summons. Her facade cracked for a few fleeting seconds, revealing a
trace of vulnerability. However, she quickly regained her composure.
Luke had hired a lawyer to sue her. There was no chance for an out-of-court settlement. They were currently waiting for the
court's schedule.
"It seems like it's not resolved yet. Aren't you afraid that I'll find a lawyer and sue you for defamation of character and damaging
my reputation?" questioned Luca. Reasoning with someone like her was futile. If she wanted to get through to her, she had to hit
her where it hurt the most.
Myra shivered again.
She was afraid.
Soon after, she thought about the evidence the woman mentioned to her. That was not just about slandering. It was not even
close. She immediately stood her ground. "Stop trying to scare people. If you dare to claim that everything I said is wrong, there's

someone who holds a bunch of solid evidence about your affair with Luke Crawford. If you have the guts, go ahead and sue me.
If you can take me to court, I'll write my name backwards!"
Luca maintained a calm expression on her face, but she was struggling to hold it inside.
Myra had evidence?
Did she manage to get photos of her and Luke? She had always maintained a distance from him in public settings.
Those photos of them standing together could be easily explained as a professional, boss-subordinate relationship.
"Mrs. Hudson, if you've got that kind of evidence, feel free to bring it out into the open. I'll contact my lawyer as soon as I get
back,” replied Luca. She raised her phone, which displayed an ongoing recording.
"You... You!" Myra's face turned pale. She had heard about this kind of evidence, but she had not seen it yet.
She actually encountered such a thing today.
"The bill, please." Luca saved the recording and looked at the sales assistant, whose face was filled with astonishment.
The sales assistant came back to her senses, immediately nodding and replying, "Sure, please wait a moment."
Luca walked past Myra by her side, whispering a warning, "Mrs. Hudson, if you speak without evidence, be careful about the
consequences."
They said once bitten, twice shy. However, it seemed like Myra did not learn from her lesson.
Luca did not know what to say.
After settling the bill, Luca left with the bag.
The sales assistant noticed the gloomy expression on Myra's face. She took a few deep breaths before approaching her.
"Ma'am, do you still want those snacks?"
Myra came back to her senses. She glanced at the entrance and snorted. "It seems like your store isn't that great either. A
woman like that can buy things here. Perhaps the store has a lot of counterfeit
goods. I'm not buying anymore."

With that, she walked out briskly.
The sales assistant's face turned white as Myra's words had angered her. "What nonsense! Everything in our store is genuine,
imported from abroad. If our boss heard that, he'd definitely give her a piece of his mind."