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

Chapter 949 She Can't Afford to Be Humiliated
Allison closed her eyes and tried to recall. "About half an hour." "Alright, Madam. I'll perform heat therapy to open up your pores
before we proceed with the treatment." Elsa covered Allison's eyes with a damp towel before starting the treatment.
Allison felt a blast of hot air on her face.
She felt slightly uncomfortable and asked, "Why does my skin feel off recently, Elsa? It gets very uncomfortable with the slightest
irritation."
Elsa's hands that were mixing the beauty essence paused for a while as she composed herself. She smiled gently and said, "It
means that your skin's condition is becoming better, Madam. Your skin is so soft and tender, so it's not surprising that it gets
irritated easily. Look at the people who work menial labor every day. Their skin is rough, and they won't be as sensitive as yours."
Allison thought that it was quite strange, but what Elsa said made sense too.
Her skin was well-maintained, and it should not be surprising that it was more sensitive.
She smiled and said, "That makes sense."
After mixing the beauty essence, Elsa placed her hands on Allison's shoulders and massaged her. "Yes, Madam. Everyone out
there is praising that your skin is like that of an eighteen-year-old. You can see that the treatment is effective, isn't it?"
Allison thought that what Elsa said was pleasing to the ear. Zachary had fallen in love with her because of her outstanding looks.
She wanted to maintain those beautiful looks for as long as she could, which was why she emphasized beauty treatments.
She was proud that she was the most beautiful one among the friends of her age.
"You're such a charmer." Allison's discomfort disappeared thanks to Elsa's praise.
Elsa's nimble hands gave her a satisfying massage.
"I'm only telling you the truth, Madam. Look at Mrs. Jaeger or Mrs. King. When you sit together with them, you don't look like
you're in their generation. Everyone will believe you if you tell them that you’ve just graduated from college." Elsa might have
exaggerated a little, but she was familiar with Allison's temperament.

As expected, Allison was happy when she heard that. She nodded and said, "That's because I spare no expense in maintaining
my beauty."
She and her friends would usually go shopping or hang out at cafes, but they would also discreetly compare themselves with
each other.
After the beauty treatment, Allison could feel that the condition of her skin was becoming better and better. Of course, she was
quite happy about it.
The heat therapy was complete. Following that was the beauty treatment. It took about an hour.
Elise came in with Allison's lunch. "I've made some herbal porridge for you, Madam. Your skin will be glowing after eating it."
Allison was already hungry. She took the bowl and began to eat the porridge elegantly.
"How is it, Madam?" Elise asked softly.
"Not bad. It's a lot more delicious than those you can find in restaurants," Allison praised. She appreciated Elise's cooking more
and more.
Elise and Elsa exchanged glances and smiled.
The medicinal herbs used in the porridge were bought wholesale. Elise did not know what herbs those were, so long as they
were not poisonous.
Allison was addicted to the porridge because Elise had added a certain something inside.
It was something that could improve the taste but would not be detected that easily.
Allison finished the porridge and handed the bowl to Elise. "This is
delicious. My friends will be coming over in two days, and I want you to make a pot."
Elise nodded, took the bowl, and handed Allison a checklist. "This is the list of ingredients, Madam. I don't think we have enough
ingredients if you want to make an entire pot."
Allison glanced at it and did not look at it carefully. "How much?" She asked.

Elise shot a glance at Elsa and said, "These medicinal herbs are top-grade, Madam. It would be cheaper if I buy it all at once,
and I'll need fifty thousand dollars."
Allison frowned. "Fifty thousand? That much?"
Elise took the checklist and said innocently, "That's already the discounted price, Madam. Take a look at the list. The herbs are
all very expensive."
Allison did not know all of the herbs, but she could recognize a few that were very expensive. She felt a little reluctant.
She only had one million dollars, and she still had to pay her credit card debt...
"Alright, I'll transfer the money to your account later, and you can go buy it. Prepare the porridge two days later, and also some
exquisite desserts," Allison said reluctantly. She had been bragging about Elise's cooking in front of her friends. It would be
embarrassing if there was no porridge.
She could not afford to be humiliated that way.
Elise kept the checklist and smiled. "Don't worry, Madam. I'll use the money and buy the highest quality ingredients. Your friends
are discerning eaters, and they'll know if the ingredients are mediocre. I'll make sure that every gram of the food is of the highest
quality."
When Allison heard that, she continued, "Fifty thousand dollars won't be enough. I'll give you sixty thousand. Make sure that you
don't put anything cheap in it." "Yes, Madam." Elise smiled in satisfaction. It was so easy to get money from their employer.
Elsa was in a good mood. She massaged Allison's legs with all her might.
They could not help but feel lucky to have such a wealthy but silly employer.
Wealthy old ladies who lived alone were the most generous employers.
Allison was enjoying the massage, but her brows furrowed gently when she was reminded that she was running out of money.
Elise noticed that and asked, "Is there something troubling you, Madam?"
Allison thought for a while. The siblings had worked for her for quite some time now, and they did not look like they would gossip.
"Do you know any of those ne'er-do-wells?” "Who do you mean, Madam?" Elise and Elsa looked at each other but did not

answer her question.
"I mean, those people that commit crimes for money,” Allison said, though she did not tell the siblings what she actually wanted.
"I have a friend who found out that her husband has a mistress, so she's looking for someone to take revenge. She's looking for
someone with nimble fingers, if you know what I mean."
Elsa frowned and thought for a moment before speaking, "I know someone, but don’t misunderstand me. He's from my
hometown, and we took the same bus to A City. We don't keep in touch, but we've heard of what he has done back in our
hometown." "Do you have any way to contact him?" Allison was delighted. She could not wait to get her hands on Old Master
Crawford's inkwell.
Old Master Crawford had a vast collection of antiques. He would not mind if he lost one.
She planned to sell the inkwell on the black market and use the money to tide these tough times.