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

Chapter 717 Let’s Make A Few More Babies
Robert looked at his subordinates sprawled all over the ground. They were shot in the heart and died instantly.
A devilishly handsome man stood not far away from him, smiling brazenly.
His gaze was sharp as a knife as they stared at him as though he was prey.
Soon, Robert came to his senses.
He knew that the man in front of him was Percy Mallory, the underworld crime lord of A City.
However, they never had any interactions with each other because their territories were so far apart.
Why was Percy in Moscow pointing a gun at his head?
Robert smiled superficially and said arrogantly, "So it's you, Mr. Mallory. How unexpected. I don't remember having any grudges
between us, so I don't understand why you're pointing a gun to my head."
Percy was not surprised that Robert recognized him.
"I don't need a reason for you to die!" Percy said coldly as he continued to point the gun at Robert's head.
Robert laughed out loud. "So many people want me dead. Do you think you can do it? What can you possibly do to me?"
They were very close to Moscow's administrative center, and security was tight. Any unusual movement would be easily
detected.
Robert did not believe that Percy would kill him right there.
Just as he finished his sentence, Percy pulled the trigger of the silenced pistol.
"You..." Robert clutched his chest that was oozing blood. He had a crazed look in his eyes.
The veins on his forehead bulged and writhed like earthworms because of anger.
His physical abilities were greatly reduced after years of living comfortably.
Robert was beginning to feel fear. He could tell from Percy's icy gaze that Percy was being serious.

Robert was not going to yield. He screamed through the pain, "I was right. You wouldn't dare to kill me! The Federal Security
Service won't let you get away with this! Kassy, my dear daughter, will hunt you down, and there won't be another peaceful day
in your life..." "Mr. Mallory!" Mallory One shook his head and tried to warn his master," Don't be rash. We're not on our turf now.
Let's just hand him to the police. We shouldn't get ourselves involved like this."
Percy pulled the trigger...
"Mr. Mai lory!" Mallory One roared.
Bang!
The bullet ejected from the silenced pistol pierced through Robert's heart.
Robert opened his eyes wide and fell straight to the ground, as though unable to believe that Percy dared to kill him.
Bright red blood flowed like a stream from his chest and the corner of his mouth.
Mallory One was shocked. His muscular body turned stiff. "Mr. Mallory... you..."
Percy grinned like the devil. He turned around and tossed the pistol on the ground. "Clean it up. Don’t leave any evidence
behind."
He was not going to leave any loose ends, especially not one like Robert.
He had never planned on handing Robert to the police. Only dead men would not tell lies or take revenge on him.
In the first-class cabin on the flight from Moscow to A City.
Bianca leaned her head on Luke's chest and looked at the dark sky outside of the window. She was experiencing a complicated
mix of emotions.
She was finally going home with her beloved man next to her.
Bianca glanced at Luke with an unfocused gaze. Suddenly, she hugged his waist with all her might.
Next to her, Tommy sat on Selena's lap while reading a comic book.
He flipped the pages with one hand while sucking on the fingers of the other.

Selena tried to ignore Bianca and Luke's brazen displays of affection. She read the comic book together with Tommy and
occasionally laughed.
The atmosphere in the cabin was jovial.
Luke turned his head to glance at his cousin-in-law and his son, then turned back to stare at Bianca's face with his profound
gaze.
He pecked Bianca's lips and asked, "What's wrong?"
Bianca's head fell on his lap. "Luke, I still can't believe that you're back with me now. I can touch you and feel you next to me, but
I still think that it's all just a dream. Maybe it's because I've lost you for so long..." She said softly.
The soft cabin light fell on her fair and delicate face like a thin veil.
Luke draped his coat over her body and ran his slender fingers through her hair. "Silly girl. I promise that I won't leave you or the
kids behind again. Our family will be together forever."
For the past two years, he had dreamed of sitting next to her, hugging her, feeling her warmth, and indulging in her presence.
Being separated from her was agony.
Whenever he missed her, it felt as though someone was stabbing his heart with a knife.
Luke greedily took in Bianca's face. He thought that she had become more mature and feminine. Gone was the naive and
childish girl; the Bianca in his embrace now was sensual and charming.
"I wonder how Grandpa is now. I'm afraid that when we get back to A City, he's already..." Bianca dared not complete the
sentence.
Every minute and every second sitting on the plane was pure torture.
Luke gazed at her and ruffled her scattered hair. "Your grandfather is a blessed man. I believe that he'll be fine. Grandpa adores
children, and he must be waiting for you to give birth to a few more great-grandchildren for him. Let's not disappoint him.”
Bianca was speechless. She was not sure how to react to that.

The man's smoldering gaze seemed to burn away her clothes. She was feeling embarrassed and helpless.
Bianca pointed at Tommy sitting not far away from them and smiled slyly." Do you want to share my affection with another
person? I don’t mind giving birth to more children if you want."
Luke gritted his teeth when he thought of Tommy's behavior. He thought for a while and decided that three children were enough.
He would not mind if his children were as cute and obedient as Rainie, but he would regret it if his future children turn out to be
like Tommy...