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

Chapter 545 She and Bianca Were Indeed Mother And Daughter
Shakira's words hit Queenie hard like a bomb, exploding instantly! The fragments penetrated deep into her heart, making her feel
throbs of pain...
Queenie thought she had misheard her. She grabbed Shakira's arm tightly, her pale face full of shock. "Shakira, what... What did
you say?" "I said your daughter is alive and well. She wasn't stillborn when you gave birth to her!" Shakira's arm hurt from
Queenie’s grip. She took in a cold breath and said bluntly, "Queen, would you please ease your grip? It hurts."
Queenie let go of Shakira with a look of joy on her face, but then it quickly dimmed again. She mumbled in disbelief, "Impossible.
My daughter can't possibly be alive. I gave birth to a stillborn baby! The baby was so stiff that she didn't have any warmth when I
held her. I remember it clearly!"
Queenie began to cry again at the mention of her biological daughter.
Children were her armor and her weakness.
Shakira took out a piece of tissue and wiped Queenie's tears. She said with her heart aching, "Queen, you can't cry any more
tears. When you shed too many tears after going through a stillbirth back then, you couldn't see clearly at night anymore. Do you
want to go blind by not taking good care of your eyes? You've led a tough life all these years, and it's time to know the truth. I ran
into Allison when I was shopping yesterday, and guess what I saw and heard..."
She told Queenie about running into Allison and another unfamiliar woman near the embroidery shop and the conversation she
had overheard.
Queenie was dumbfounded after hearing it!
It took her a long time to come back to her senses. The pain in her eyes made her shake her head in disbelief.
'If what Shakira said is true...
'Allison is so frightening!
'How hateful!'
The weather in A City suddenly turned gloomy in the afternoon. Then, a drizzle started.

Raindrops hit the glass window of the cafe and smudged circles of different sizes on the surface.
Queenie sat in front of the glass window, looking at the glass of water. She kept looking outside as if she was waiting for
something anxiously.
"What do you want with me?" Her thoughts were interrupted by a haughty and irritated female voice.
Queenie turned her head and saw Allison all covered in jewels.
Allison was folding up her umbrella that was dripping with raindrops and somewhat impatiently sat down opposite Queenie.
"Allison, long time no see. I just wanted to catch up with you." Queenie sat there calmly, looking gentle. It was a stark contrast to
Allison's arrogance.
Allison glanced at Queenie with disdain in her heart. Seeing her plain clothes, Allison began to criticize her in her heart.
She was Mr. Norman's wife and ran a large corporation of her own but still wore simple outfits.
Also, Queenie did not wear any jewelry. She did not have an expensive necklace around her neck or even simple earrings.
The only accessory was Queenie's modest diamond ring on her ring finger.
However, in Allison's eyes, the tiny diamond ring was too monotonous, making her seem humble.
She and Bianca were indeed mother and daughter. Both liked wearing plain clothes and no makeup. Neither of them liked to
wear jewelry either. It was so unpleasant to see.
It made Allison feel better to see that the woman she once admired and envied was not as well-dressed as she was now.
"You can catch up with me anytime, but you had to pick a day with such horrible weather. Do you know I'm busy? Besides, it's
raining heavily but you still asked me to come here. The dress I just bought will get dirty." Allison dramatically shook her dress as
if it had been stained dirty.
In fact, her dress was so white that no water droplets were on it.
"Allison, the main reason I'm here today is to ask you about something." Queenie ignored Allison's harsh words and looked her
straight in the eye sincerely.

"What do you want to ask? Queenie, we used to be good friends, but we haven't been in touch for so many years. I don't think
we have anything to catch up on. Oh, do you want to discuss your daughter's marriage to my son? I have no say in my son's
business. You know Luke has a mind of his own. I can't interfere with his decisions even if I'm his mother.
"Of course, it's not completely out of the question if Leia insists on marrying into the Crawford family. As long as she can win
Luke's heart and make him marry her willingly, I absolutely approve of their marriage. I don't think you know that I like Leia very
much and would like her to be my daughter-in-law. I-"
Allison was interrupted.
"Allison, I didn't ask you here today to talk about Luke and Leia's marriage. The children have their own lives, and parents can't
interfere with them. Since Luke doesn't like Leia, I'm not going to force him. I won't let Leia marry into the Crawford family again
no matter what!" Queenie said dispassionately.
"Then why did you ask me here if not to talk about the children's marriage? Is there a financial crisis in your company that
requires me to persuade my son to finance your company? I can't do that!" Allison sneered as she blew on her freshly done
nails.
"Allison, I just want to ask if my biological daughter is alive or not? Please tell me the truth!" Queenie, who had always been
gentle, looked at Allison sternly as if to see through the woman in front of her.
Allison's heart skipped a beat, her pupils shrank, and her shoulders subconsciously trembled.
She looked up at Queenie, trying to be calm. She smiled sarcastically.' Queenie, have you gone crazy from missing your
daughter too much? Your daughter has been dead for more than 20 years. I remember you holding her dead body and bawling
your eyes out. Now you're asking me if she's alive. You're so unreasonable! Take your time with your coffee. Pardon me for not
staying..."
Allison suddenly stood up, picked up her bag, and headed outside!
However, Queenie instantly grabbed her bag and would not let go!
She was determined not to give up until she had an answer. "Allison, did you team up with the ob-gyn to swap my daughter with
a dead baby?"

Allison's guilty eyes sparkled, and her pupils shifted uncontrollably. She then said in outrage, "Queenie, I think you've gone crazy.
I have no idea what you're talking about! Let me tell you, your daughter's dead because you killed her in difficult labor. You
should stop daydreaming that your daughter is still alive, you lunatic!"
She forcefully broke free from Queenie's hands, grabbed her bag, and hurriedly left by stepping on her thin high heels. She
completely disregarded everyone's eyes on her!
However, Queenie was no longer the somewhat crazy woman she was 20 years ago when she gave birth to a stillborn child. She
was elegant, wise, and reserved.
Queenie had been paying attention to Allison's movements and expressions during the conversation.
Even though she and Allison had drifted apart, she still knew her well after all their years as best friends.
When Allison confronted her earlier, her shoulders had unknowingly drooped and her eyes kept looking to the right. Those were
her unconscious behaviors when she lied. She probably had no idea about it.
Queenie was almost certain that her biological daughter was still alive now, and she was pleasantly surprised by the fact!
However, she was helplessly sad at the same time. She had not seen her daughter for so many years that she wondered where
in the world her poor little girl was.
Would her daughter hate her for abandoning her?