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

Warren watched as Luca and Jacob left. He had a feeling that something unpleasant might happen.
However, he had to follow Luke's instructions, so he suppressed his worry and sat in the chair.
Luke said, "Don't look."
The people around were somewhat surprised. Why did he suddenly say such a thing?
What should they not look at?
Luke did not explain, but Warren understood what was going on. He could only pretend to be calm and withdraw his gaze.
Evan glanced at Luke and then at Warren. He felt that Luca's departure was not simple.
The atmosphere was solemn, as though something bad was about to happen.
Evan dared not to ask further since this matter seemed unrelated to him.
He continued entertaining those who wanted to chat with him.
Evan was good at business. He could deal with the owners of pharmaceutical companies and drug dealers very easily, but his
mind was not fully focused on these people. He was still thinking about Luca's situation.
Luca followed Jacob to a corner.
Before she could speak, Jacob put away his smile and said to her, "You recognized the phone, didn't you?"
Luca looked at Jacob's change of expression without much surprise. People from the Island of Despair were good at putting on a
show.
Evil people could put on a facade of being good, act like they were not causing any trouble, and even come across as innocent
and naive.
"Where's the boss?" asked Luca.
"Over there. Walk over and you'll see him," replied Jacob. His task was to lure Luca over. The next step was to play his role as
an intern.

Luca shot a glance at Jacob.
He had a pleasing and pleading expression just a moment ago, but now, he looked completely different.
People could really change so drastically...
His features were the same, but his temperament had completely changed.
Luca did not say anything and walked in the direction he indicated.
When she reached the corner, a person appeared beside her, reminding her, "Turn left."
Luca frowned and followed the person's instructions to turn left while wondering how many of Abel's people were arranged in this
venue.
She refused to believe Abel had the capability to organize such an industry networking event.
She had already checked before she came. The event had a history of many years.
Thus, it should not have much to do with Abel.
Moreover, invitations like this usually had a maximum limit of six people.
However, there were already two people who were obviously Abel's subordinates now.
Furthermore, they all had Caucasian facial features.
Luca could not help but be more cautious. At the same time, she wondered when the Island of Despair, which had always had
more foreigners, had suddenly added so many Caucasian faces.

If they were just subordinates of the company, Abel probably would not dare to arrange them to work for him...
At the thought of this, Luca heard another person beside her say, "Turn right and you'll see the person you want to meet."
She could only follow that person’s instructions and turn right.
Sure enough, Abel was standing there. It was a smoking area, but there were only two people.
Abel and Shanks.
At the moment, Abel was still complaining to Shanks, who was standing beside him, "This kind of networking event is really
boring. We have to come to a place like this to smoke."
After that, he took a puff of his cigar and then slowly blew out a smoke ring.
The smoke ring dispersed, and the smell in the air was a bit pungent.
Luca knew that Abel's cigars were carefully prepared by Shanks. The cigars would taste spicy when smoked, and the
secondhand smoke produced was also pungent.
She walked over and greeted Abel and Shanks, "Good morning, Boss. Good morning, Mr. Shanks."
Even though she was reluctant to see them, she had to greet them.
She could not let Abel find out anything yet.
Abel squinted at the woman in front of him. His voice carried a strange tone as he said, "Oh, why if it isn't Dr. Craw?"
"Boss, do you have any instructions?" asked Luca.

"Can I still command you?" questioned Abel, squishing the cigar in his hand into a deformed shape. Luca remained silent.
Abel threw the cigar at her.
If Luca did not dodge the cigar that was still lit, it could easily burn her clothes. Luca instinctively avoided it.
"How dare you?" Abel narrowed his eyes, pondering how to torment Luca.
"I can't have a hole burned into my clothes. Otherwise, it’ll arouse Mr. Crawford’s suspicion,” explained Luca.
Abel sneered. "That's right. Mr. Crawford. I almost forgot about him. You came with that man..."
Luca pursed her lips. Judging from how much she understood Abel, he would definitely cause trouble now.
She kept quiet, waiting for him to provoke her.
As Luca stayed quiet, Abel let out another cold snort and questioned in a low voice, "Luca, you've got some nerve."
"Boss, I haven't done anything," replied Luca as she lowered her head, avoiding his sharp gaze.
Those eyes were her nightmare. Looking at them for too long would make her afraid.
Abel sneered. "Is that so? Are you sure you haven't done anything wrong? Luca... Oh no, perhaps I should call you Ivana..."
Luca shivered for a moment when she heard the name Ivana.
Back then, she was forced to undergo plastic surgery and change her appearance.
He said she was not Bianca anymore and had to change her name.
However, she still insisted that she was Bianca even though her face had changed. She was still the Bianca who loved Luke.
Yet..
She thought she would never change her name in her lifetime, but Abel forcibly made her change her name.
Ivana...
Luca thought that since she had to change her name, there was no need to be called Ivana. She should just be called Luca...

However, Abel insisted that everyone call her Ivana. He said that a captive like her had no right to be called by her name on the
Island of Despair.
Luca was in despair when she heard everyone constantly call her by this name. Her inner persistence was inexplicably shaken.
Fortunately, after leaving the island, she got rid of the name. Every time she heard Abel call her that, it was a reminder that she
was actually just a captive of the Island of Despair. Her heart would still tremble with fear.
Abel noticed the change in her expression. He let out a cold laugh and said, "What's wrong? You forgot your real name after not
returning to the Island of Despair for so long?
"Ivana..."
Abel wanted to say something else, but Shanks, who was beside him, reminded him in a cold voice, "Don't waste time. Just say
what you want to say."
Abel glared at him. Even though Shanks had helped him a lot, he always felt that he was the boss of the Island of Despair.
He had the ability to establish such a kingdom even without Shanks' help.
Therefore, he really hated it when Shanks interrupted him while he was talking to his subordinates.
However, unfortunately, Shanks did just that. The Island of Despair still needed Shanks' expertise at the moment. Due to certain
events and Shanks' aid, there was no turning back or making him vanish into thin air...