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

Luca picked up the glass and took a sip of the juice, ignoring her sarcasm.

"The police didn't arrest me, so what's there for them to do to me? I just cooperated to help with the investigation.

There's no evidence to point out that I hurt anyone." She smiled and thought of how this woman's mouth had once

spat out extremely vicious words to Nina. She was thinking about how she could get even with Madam Mallory.

"There were surveillance cameras that captured what you did. How dare you say that there's no evidence? If you

didn't touch him, my son wouldn't be lying in the hospital now!" Madam Mallory was raving mad that the police

released Luca, saying that there was no direct evidence to link her to Pierre's injuries. The hospital could not issue

an injury report either because they found nothing. They could not take action on Luca.

"I barely grazed him. Mrs. Mallory, I'm nothing but a weak woman. How could I cause your son to lie in the

hospital?" Luca raised her hand deliberately. Although she had been doing experiments, the skin on her hand was

delicate and she had long fingers. It did not look like a hand that could beat up a man.

Madam Mallory wanted to tear off her sharp mouth. She asked, "What did you do to Pierre?!"

"I didn't do anything." Seeing how mad Karen was getting, Luca held the juice in her hand so she could not splash it

on her.

"Don't act dumb in front of me. If you didn't do anything, how did Pierre get knocked to the ground just like that?"

Madam Mallory narrowed her eyes. If Luca refused to tell her what had happened, the doctor would not be able to

find the root cause. Taking painkillers five to six times a day would not lead to Pierre getting any better.

"There are many people who fake accidents in this world. Maybe Young Master Pierre wanted to stage an accident

involving me?" Luca drank her juice leisurely. In the past, she would not be bothered to waste time on people like

Madam Mallory.

However, she did not want to go back to the empty villa, so she was there to waste time with Madam Mallory.

Madam Mallory did not care about her image at that moment and scolded, "Who do you think you are? Why would

Pierre waste any time staging an accident involving you?!"

"Yeah, you're right. I'm nothing. However, Young Master Pierre still wanted to kidnap me. How did a kidnapper

escape the punishment of the law?" Luca deliberately mentioned the kidnapping incident.

"Who are you calling a kidnapper?!" Madam Mallory slammed her hands on the table and stood up.

"Stop spewing nonsense! The police have no evidence to prove it!"

"Aren't you spewing nonsense as well? Since you and I are talking nonsense, there's no need to continue the

discussion." Luca stood up and saw the waiter bring the lemonade. She took out two hundred dollars from her

pocket and said, "Can I get the bill? Don't worry about the change."

The waiter was not sure how to react, so he put the lemonade on the table, looked at the money, and then at the

two people.

The two of them did not look like ordinary women. However, the situation felt awkward as though they were about

to break out in a fight.

Luca looked at the woman whose face had turned blue with anger and smiled. When she was about to leave, she

received a call from Luke.

She stepped aside, worried that she would be splashed when she was not paying attention.

She answered the call, and Luke's voice came from the other end of the phone. "Aren't you home yet? You're still

working at Watson Biopharmaceuticals?"

"Mm, I'm still out. Aren't you and the children staying at Old Master Crawford's place?" Luca was a little surprised

that they were not spending the night at Crawford Manor.

"It's too noisy over there. It's not suitable for the kids to rest there," Luke said. Susan and Allison quarreled as soon

as they met. Even when Old Master Crawford was around, they would still be cynical and sarcastic with each other.

It was not good for the children, so he left with them after dinner. They did not expect Luca to still be out.

"Where are you?" Luke asked.

"I'll be back in a little while. I still have some stuff to deal with now." Luca looked at Madam Mallory and knew that

their conversation was over. However, Madam Mallory was still standing there, seemingly insistent on figuring out

what was going on with Pierre.

"What do you have to deal with?" Luke frowned and looked out the window. The temperature at night was lower

than that during the day. It was cooling down even further. He wondered if she was staying warm.

"Mrs. Mallory came to look for me," Luca said feebly.

"Because of Pierre?" Luke raised his eyebrows. Percy had already made the documents public. They should now

have their hands full dealing with the mess Pierre made. ‘How can they still have time to trouble Luca?'

"Yes. Pierre is still in the hospital and it seems that he's not doing well," Luca answered honestly. After all, Luke

already knew everything.

"Give me the address," Luke said.

"No, I can deal with it myself." Luca did not think of asking him for help. If he sided with her in front of the Mallory

family, the rumors surrounding them would never be wiped out.

"I believe you can deal with it on your own. I'll just go to pick you up. I won't interfere in the matter," Luke said. He

opened Luca's bedroom, dug through her closet, and took out a coat.

When Luca heard that, she told him her address.

Luke wrote down the address and said, “I got it.” Then, he hung up.

Luca put her phone away.

Madam Mallory sneered at her when she saw her reaction. "Why? Are you scared?"

"What?" Luca raised her eyebrows. When she saw Madam Mallory hold the glass of lemonade, Luca knew that if

she was not alert, the glass of lemonade would be splashed on her face.

"You feel guilty and are looking for help. Let me tell you, if you don't tell me the truth today, don't even think about

getting out of this cafe!" Madam Mallory then moved to splash the glass of lemonade on Luca's face.

Luca immediately dodged to the side.

All the lemonade was spilled but none of it got on her.

Madam Mallory was fuming and shouted, "How dare you dodge to the side?!"

"It's a pity... This is such a nice chair but it was ruined by you." Luca glanced at the wet chair and said calmly, "Why

shouldn't I dodge it? Madam Mallory, I'm going to repeat myself once more. If you want to take action against me,

show me some evidence and get the police involved. Otherwise, don't falsely accuse me. If you go on spewing

nonsense, I'll have evidence to sue you for slander."

"You!" Madam Mallory's eyes widened. 'She wants to sue me for slander?!'

"When the time comes, it won't look great for the gracious Madam Mallory to be brought to court for slander, no?"

Luca smiled and took out a few bills. She then placed them on the tray the waiter brought over. "Sorry, you may

need to take this chair out to dry before you can use it again.”

"Ma'am, no need," the waiter responded quickly. After all, it was lemonade, not coffee.

Luca shook her head and left the cafe.

Madam Mallory stood there. Her series of actions had made her the center of attention.

Several couples were on a date in the cafe. They took photos of what had happened with their phones. "Who is this

person? Why is she so arrogant?"

"At first glance, I can tell that she's the wife of some rich man. Did you see her bag? It's so rare that there are only

ten of them in the world."

"Another drama among the rich and powerful?"