Twins in Her Womb: Sir President, Please be Gentle

Chapter 367

Chapter 367 If Bianca BecMr. Crawford’s Wife...

The neon lights at night twere colorful, and the pale yellow light spilled into the warm interior of the Bentley Flying Spur through the windows of the car.

The two babies were in the backseat, sleeping soundly while covered with a thin blanket.

Luke drove in front and Bianca sat in the passenger seat.

Her hand was under her chin as she looked at the illuminated billboards on the commercial street with something seemingly on her mind.

"Does it still hurt?" Luke steered the steering wheel with his left hand and gently stroked the white gauze on Bianca's neck with his right hand.

Then, his hand clasped her left hand tightly, as if transferring sof his strength to her.

Bianca looked up at him and saw how worried the man looked. She shook her head slightly and recalled what had happened in Blue Honors. "I was just thinking how weird and odd things were today. Even if Leia's assistant hated cats, why would she inject it with bacteria? And I think that the girl looked very timid. She doesn't seem like someone who would do that kind of thing at all. On the other hand, that Leia woman is also a little strange..."

Luke's dark pupils reflected Bianca’s thoughtful expression.

He wanted to tell her everything which was that Leia was most likely the culprit, but he did not want to add to Bianca's worries.

He rubbed Bianca's hair. "That Leia is not a good person. You should try to avoid her in the future. If you must, make sure you keep an eye on her. Make sure you don't fall into her trap and end up falling

for her tricks.”

Bianca let out a faint hum.

Although she had only met Leia a few times, her instinct told her that Leia was a very cunning person.

In addition to that, that woman still wanted to steal her man from her. Of course, she would want to avoid bumping into such an unpredictable woman!

The next day.

Bianca went to work with a bandage around her neck.

As soon as she entered the office, Sue walked up and pointed at her bandage, exclaiming, "Bianca, what's wrong with your neck? Was our boss too much of a beast last night and too strong that he left hickeys all over your neck so you have to hide it... Haha, and is that why you've wrapped a layer of bandage to cover it up?"

Bianca was amazed by Sue's limitless imagination.

She wondered why the woman who usually looked so steady and reliable becso silly when talking about things like that.

Bianca said helplessly, "Sue, a cat accidentally scratched my neck, so I have to bandage it. It’s not what you think..." "Oh, letbe the one to say it then. How could Mr. Crawford, who usually pampers you so much and is even reluctant to raise his voice at you, let you get messed up like this?"

Sue smiled sneakily. "It turns out that a cat scratched your neck. But Bianca, you're an adult. How did you get scratched by a cat? You're too careless!" "The cat suddenly went crazy. The whole thing was just an accident. By the way, Sue, you can sendthe follow-up information on the progress of our collaboration project with VIVI Group..." Bianca turned on her computer and began to work.

"Givea minute. I'll email it to you right away."

It had been more than a week since the handover with VIVI Group and Bianca had basically gotten used to Yanis' devilish torture and working style for the team she led.

Although Yanis was still cold toward her and never gave her any real responsibilities, Macauley, who was from Design Team Two, got along well with her.

He was a good-tempered manly man and was very talented.

Bianca had learned a lot from him.

As for Gerard and Michelle, she avoided them at all cost since Sue had warned her of them so that she could avoid all unnecessary trouble.

While Bianca was working hard, Bella, the Design Department's lead, walked in with her hips swaying side to side. She was wearing a tight-fitted ensemble.

Bella was wearing a deep V neckline, her cleavage high and perky.

Underneath her low-waisted miniskirt was her pair of pale and slim legs. When she walked over, she carried a fragrance with her.

When the department lead saw the tight bandage wrapped around Bianca's neck, a glimmer of gloat flashed in her eyes. "Oh, Bianca! Who did you offend this time? Why did you still insist on coming to work even though you were badly scratched? Yes, that's the spirit! Your work ethics are commendable!”

Bianca did not bother to pay attention to her and continued to tap away on her keyboard as if she had not seen Bella.

Bella's beautiful eyes flashed coldly as she thought to herself,*Pfft. You’re just a low-level small employee. Why are you so proud of yourself? When Ms. Laviere comes back, you'll be left weeping!'

When she thought about Ms. Laviere, Bella felt a little irritable for no reason.

More than two months had passed and she still sent updates on what happened in the office to Mavis every day. Ms. Laviere had not been transferred back from Western Europe and that gave her a deep sense of anxiety.

Could it be that Ms. Laviere did not care if Mr. Crawford married Bianca?

If Bianca becMr. Crawford's wife...

No, she must not let this happen! She knew that she had to work harder now!

Regal Capital.

Nina was wearing her loose pajamas, and her eyes looked sleepy as she carried a bag of rubbish to throw it into the neighborhood dumpster downstairs.

She was about to turn around and leave when she saw a white luxury car parked by the side of the road.

Two bodyguards in black cout and opened the car door. Pierre's tall figure stepped out.

A group of people blocked her way.

When she saw Pierre, boundless hatred grew wildly inside of her like wild grass pouring out from the tip of Nina's heart. She wished she could get a knife and slice him into pieces!

Nina tried her best to calm her tumultuous emotions. She wanted to just walk past Pierre and leave.

When she moved to her left, he moved to her left, and when she moved to her right, he also moved to her right.

He blocked her like a ghost and made it difficult for her to leave.

"What are you trying to do?!" Nina was like a hedgehog, and her eyes were full of hatred. Her teeth gnashed with every word she said.

"You're pregnant." Pierre stared at Nina's abdomen, which was still too early to show. His eyes were incredibly cold.

"I’m not!" Nina covered her belly in a panic.

Pierre snorted coldly and threw a copy of the information about her treatment in the hospital to Nina. "Perhaps you didn't know, but the hospital you went to is owned by my family! I can check your information like the back of my hand. It's that easy. I won't let you keep the child!”

Nina's face was as pale as a dead woman's. She clenched her trembling fingers. "This child is mine and has nothing to do with you. Get out of-"

Pierre's jaw tightened, and his extremely handsface was as cold as ice. His voice was full of cold killing intent. "I absolutely will not allow my seed to lead a wandering life in poverty. The child must be aborted!"

Nina's heart tensed, and her whole body kept moving backward.

She covered her belly tightly, and her eyes were clouded with madness." No! This is my child, I want to keep it! If you don't want it, why did you rapein the first place, Pierre? I won't let you touch my child!"

Pierre put his hands in his pockets, his eyes looking terrifying. "Do you think it's only up to you? You're not worthy to give birth to the heir of the Mallory family! Take her away!"

Nina struggled violently and resisted as she cursed Pierre with vicious words.

In the end, the weak little her was still forcibly stuffed into the backseat of the car by two bodyguards dressed in black.

The luxury car drove away, and withered leaves flew up behind it!

Through the window, Daisy had clearly witnessed everything that happened in the neighborhood just now. Instead of choosing to call the police, however, she merely watched by the side like she was watching a good drama.

She curled her lips in disdain. Sure enough, Bianca was not a good woman and her friend was the same. 'Birds of the sfeather flock together, huh? She’s getting what she deserves!’