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

Luke reminded him, "This is the latest version of infrared alarms. It detects the
body temperature of intruders. The intruder will be verified as a human before it'll
trigger the alarm and alert the authorities.”
Stan's expression changed when he heard Luke mention calling the police. He
said, "Sir, it might just be a false alarm. Let me check on it. It's late at night. If it's
a false alarm, it won't only disturb the police but also cause unnecessary trouble."
Luke grabbed Stan's collar.
Stan was not tall, and Luke just needed to slightly lift his hand to grab the collar
of Stan's pajamas.
"I've already called the police,” said Luke.
The look on Stan's face changed. He looked down at his phone, trying to figure
out how to discreetly notify the people outside.
Luke's next words, however, made him panic a bit. "Give me your phone."
"Mr. Crawford?" Stan let out a cold shiver and looked at him in astonishment.
"I'd like to check your phone's alarm system," replied Luke. At that moment, Stan
had not turned off the alarm yet. The phone was still emitting a loud beeping
sound.
Stan's hand trembled slightly as he handed the phone to Luke.
Luke picked up his phone and turned off the alarm.
The beeping sound instantly disappeared, but the noises outside the yard
continued.
Luke asked, "Stan, do you know how to fight?"
Stan was puzzled. Why was Luke asking him something like this?
He shook his head and answered, "I don't, Mr. Crawford. When I was hired as
the butler, it was never mentioned that I needed to know these things..."
"Seriously? You don't?" Luke's eyes narrowed. "There might be thieves out there
now. If you don't know how to defend yourself, how will you deal with them?"
Stan shivered again. "Deal with them? I don't know... Haven't we already called
the police? The police near the attraction area are just nearby. They should be
coming soon."
"Yes, the police are on their way," sneered Luke as he pushed Stan into the
butler's quarters.
Stan did not understand what he meant. "Mr. Crawford?
"You don't know how to fight. If those thieves come in and hurt you, it won't be
good. Stay in here," instructed Luke before closing the door.
He did not care whether Stan understood or not. Luke only needed to keep Stan
locked inside to reduce the number of people he had to deal with.
Luke planned to block the door of the quarters with something. Before he could
find anything, Stan opened the door again and said, "Mr. Crawford, I can't let you
risk it alone.”
A shadow of gloom flashed across Luke's eyes. If Stan could obediently stay in
the room, he would not have said anything. He did not need someone who would
cause trouble now.
However, since Stan insisted on coming out and standing with him...
Luke's eyes turned cold. When Stan stepped out of the quarters’ door once
again, Luke immediately struck him with a chop to the neck.
Stan felt a sharp pain in his neck, and everything went black before him.
Luke quickly helped him up and then let him sit down while leaning against the
wall.
Stan was knocked out cold now. He would not be waking up anytime soon.
Luke casually made his way to the door. He took out a set of keys to unlock the
main door of the old mansion.
Gale and the others were outside.
Meanwhile, in the garden, the intruders were startled by the blaring alarm.
"Damn it, isn't the alarm supposed to be off? What's going on now?" cursed one
of the men with Caucasian facial features.
"I have no idea. Forget it. Let's just finish the task the boss gave us or we'll be in
trouble," said another Caucasian-faced man, who was none other than Jacob. He
was the one who consulted with Luca earlier that day.
"Let's head to the parking lot." Harold Lint, the other man, thought Stan should be
able to handle it. Hence, the two hurried toward the mansions parking lot.
When they arrived at the parking lot, they found two cars parked there.
There was an expensive car and a cheap one.
Jacob said to his companion, "That expensive one must be the one they drove
today. Search the car and check if there are any medicinal herbs inside.”
"Got it," replied the other man. He picked up a crowbar and skillfully tried to open
the car's trunk.
However, the car was of excellent quality. It took him quite a while before he
managed to open it.
“Can you handle it or not?” Jacob kept an eye on their surroundings vigilantly.
The alarm continued to blare, but no one came out. Were they all dead asleep?
He could not help but wonder.
If they had not been drugged, they would not be sleeping so soundly...
"If I can't do it, can you?" Harold could not help but mutter while exerting force in
his hand. With a click, the trunk finally popped open.
"Man, this car is built like a tank. I worked my butt off for this,” complained
Harold.
Jacob flicked on the flashlight and peered into the trunk, but there was nothing
there.
Nothing here... Boss must have misunderstood..." Harold wondered.
"Boss wouldn't have misunderstood. Luca doesn't look like an honest person.
She must have hidden the herbs somewhere else. Go ahead and pry open the
car doors," instructed Jacob.
"Why am I the one doing everything?" Harold could not help but mutter.
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You're the expert at this, aren't you?
Before you joined us, this was how
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you made a living." Jacob rolled his
eyes. The alarm had been blaring for
so long without anyone coming out,
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He guessed Stan did not trust them and drugged everyone inside the house,
knocking them out. That explained why nobody had shown up.
Jacob became more reckless at the thought of everyone inside the house being
unconscious.
Harold rolled his eyes too. He then forcefully struck the car window several times
with the crowbar. This time, cracks appeared on the sturdy glass.
Jacob could not help but frown. "You're just wasting resources."
"This is the simplest way. It's not even your car, so why are you so worried?"
Harold rolled his eyes. There was another forceful blow, followed by a loud crash.
The car window shattered.
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Harold opened the car door and shot
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Jacob a provocative look. "Were you
thinking of ways to unlock the car
doors? These cars are equipped with
the latest lock technology. The
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Jacob ignored him and got into the car.
Apart from glass shards, he did not see anything else inside. "Damn, why is it so
clean?"
He pushed open the other door and said, "Check everything. Boss couldn't have
been wrong."
When Harold heard this, he also got into the car and checked. He indeed found
nothing. They checked thoroughly but there was still nothing.
"There's really nothing," said Harold.
"Damn it. Did they hide the herbs?" Jacob suspiciously looked toward the dark
house in the distance.
However, he instantly remembered what Stan had told him.
Stan mentioned that since Luke and the others returned, no one had come out.
Moreover, there were only three people in the old mansion. Hence, it was clear
that nobody had touched anything in the cars.
There really was nothing here, and it was their boss who had made a
miscalculation.
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There's nothing here. Why don't we
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go back?" suggested Harold, who
was slightly at a loss for words. They
were hoping that there might be
something worthwhile, but it turned
out there was nothing to be found.
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