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

Chapter 638 Be Good and Wait For My Return
Luke stared at Bianca's face with a doubtful expression. He could not help but chuckle when he saw how serious she was.
He tucked her hair behind her ear and said gently, "You should accept Mrs. Norman's hospitality to you. She's your birth mother
after all. It's better than giving you the cold shoulder, isn't it?"
He thought that his woman was intelligent, but she could be confused sometimes.
Bianca buried her face in his chest and said, "I know that Mrs. Norman is my birth mother, but she doesn't know that I'm her
daughter. I'm afraid that I can't control myself if I interact too much with her..."
Luke scraped the bridge of her nose with a fingernail and smiled. "Why are you so unconfident about yourself, hmm? You don't
have to worry about anything. After all, she..."
Before he could finish his sentence, his phone started to ring abruptly. It was an unknown foreign number.
Luke answered the call.
Someone was panting heavily on the other end of the call as though trying to catch their breath.
In a rare display of patience, Luke waited for a full minute. However, no voice came from the other end of the call.
He was about to hang up when he heard a familiar voice. "Save me!"
The voice belonged to Gordan Norton. 1
Luke was surprised. The grip on his phone tightened subconsciously. He looked at Bianca, who was looking gently at him.
Luke thought for a while and went to the balcony.
He spoke softly, but there was undeniable anxiety in his voice. "What's going on?" "I'm... I'm captured by the Russian mafia, and
they're detaining me in Moscow. Their boss requests for you personally, and I don't have any other
choice..."
It was the first time that the usually casual Gordan sounded so uneasy.

He spoke very fast, as though he was a trapped beast struggling to stay alive.
"How did you get involved with the Russian mafia?" Luke frowned.
Sunlight shone through the window onto his white shirt. The warmth of the sunlight did not reduce the coldness in his gaze.
Gordan did not have the time to explain to Luke. He could only hurriedly say, "This is serious business. If you don't come, I think
I'll die here... Ahh... Ahh..."
Cries of agony seemed to pierce through the phone and ring in Luke's ears. He had an ominous feeling about this.
"Gordan? Gordan?" He yelled at the phone a few times.
"Hey!" The phone seemed to have changed hands. A young man with an attractive voice spoke.
Then, he continued to speak in Russian, "Mr. Crawford, your good friend is in my hands. He did something wrong. He violated
my darling, and he needs to be punished. If you don't come and pick him up, I'll send him back to you in a bodybag."
A hoarse voice repeated the same thing in English in case Luke did not understand Russian.
There was a crack in Luke's usually composed countenance.
He replied in fluent Russian, "I don't know what my friend did, but I will go over as soon as I can. I hope that you can keep him
alive before I arrive."
The other party seemed surprised that Luke could speak Russian fluently. Then, he smirked coldly. "I've heard so much about
you, Mr. Crawford. I eagerly await your arrival."
The other end hung up. In the next second, a long phone number appeared on Luke's phone.
Luke also hung up. He was in a bad mood. After reading the message, he instantly called Jason to book him a flight to Moscow.
Gordan was in a perilous situation. The other party wanted Luke to go over today.
Gordan had helped him before, and he promised Gordan that he would do three favors for him.
Luke was not one to betray his friends. He had to save Gordan's life, even though the situation might be extremely risky.
He had to gamble his life to repay that debt of gratitude.

Bianca saw Luke's grim expression and heard that he called Jason to book a flight ticket for him. She became anxious. "What's
going on, Luke? Why are you rushing to Russia? Did something happen there?"
Luke looked at Bianca's anxious face and explained to her briefly. "Gordan got into some trouble there. He's in the mafia's hands
now, and I'll have to go over."
Bianca's eyes widened and stared at the man's stern but handsome face." Will it be dangerous? Can you not go? Who is the
mafia?"
She had heard of that term on television, but she did not expect them to exist in real life.
Her life might be hard, but she did not have too many social experiences. She only vaguely heard that someone was asking for
her husband's help through the phone, and she was worried.
She did not want Luke to risk his life. She felt terrified and uneasy.
"I have to go. Gordan helped me before," Luke insisted.
Bianca did not understand. "Can't you send someone else there? Maybe you can ask Percy for help?"
The clear sky outside became gloomy and cloudy in her eyes.
"I don't have much time, silly girl. They want me to go there personally..." Luke kissed her lips to comfort her, then let go of her.
"Rest well at home. You'll be giving birth in about a month. You shouldn't go to work. Stay at home and wait for me to return."
"Luke..."
Bianca grabbed Luke's shirt sleeve. "I'm really afraid that something bad might happen to you. You're only a businessman. How
could you fight against the mafia? Won't you be in an equally dangerous position? What do they want from you? I've seen in TV
dramas that they... all those criminal organizations will only want money from you..."
She was quite naive when it came to the perils of the real world. She had not witnessed bloody scenes before, but she had seen
movies about the mafia.
She remembered a scene in The Godfather where the mafia would not hesitate to kill someone. As far as she knew, the mafia
was merciless and immoral. She was afraid that they might harm Luke.
If something happened to Luke, what should she and the children do?

Luke held Bianca's hand.
Her palm was cold and damp, a sign that she was nervous.
He hugged her helplessly and said, "Trust me, Bianca. I'll come home safe for you and the baby. Wait for me at home.”
He pulled Bianca's petite hand away. As Bianca watched worriedly, he put on his suit.
He kissed her gently before he left without turning his head back to look.