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

“Yes, Boss." The man Abel called Haller grunted coldly as he put the gun away and stood next to Abel.

Pierre looked at the rogue looks on their faces and regretted not having two bodyguards by his side. In comparison,

he looked like he did not even qualify to talk to them.

"Mr. Pierre, what do you want to talk to me about?" Abel asked with a wide grin.

If it were not for Hera pestering him about Pierre threatening her, he would not have bothered coming over.

He was not afraid of Pierre, but he did not want Hera to fall into Pierre's hands. After all, she did look like Kassy in

certain places. It would be a shame if she was taken away by someone like Pierre.

"T Corporation got M Group's project. I suppose you're aware of it?" Pierre knew from today's incident that Abel

was not a simple person.

Previously, he thought that he was just a thief who stole other people's trade secrets without being in the public

eye.

Only today did he realize that he was the one who had been underestimating Abel.

"I'm aware. You're referring to the bidding document situation, right?" Abel switched his sitting position and casually

folded his left leg over his right, not taking the man in front of him seriously.

"I've also asked about this. The bidding document given to you indeed belonged to T Corporation, but no one

thought that Luke had prepared another copy that was a hundred times better than the one given to you. So, it was

only natural that he got the project.

He originally thought that he could cause serious damage to Luke this time, but he did not expect that he would

have a card up his sleeve.

After he ended the call with Luca yesterday, he had asked two other of his subordinates in T Corporation.

They said that the bidding document they had been working on all this while was the one that was sold to Pierre.

This showed that Luca was not lying.

Luke really had his subordinates prepare a fake bidding document as bait to lure him in.

Although he was set up, he did not suffer much of a loss. All the loss was on Pierre, after all. However, he was still

unconvinced.

He did not reveal any loopholes, but Luke continued to stay on guard. He did not hesitate to have all of his

employees help prepare a fake bidding document, while he secretly completed one himself. It made his plan a

complete failure.

Pierre clenched his fist and almost threw a fit listening to Abel shift all the blame to someone else.

Haller reached for the gun in his pocket.

Pierre forcibly restrained himself. Even if he was capable, he still could not fight someone with a gun.

"Didn't your people double-check before stealing the bidding document?" he said through gritted teeth, trying hard

to hold back the rage in him.

"Luke is one cunning fella. Who knew he could even deceive those under him? The bidding document everyone

thought was going to be submitted was the one you got," Abel said with an innocent look on his face.

He knew the actual reason why Pierre was looking for him, but it was impossible for him to take out the money that

had already entered his pocket.

Moreover, he needed to do big operations lately, which required more money.

"So, are you just going to leave it as is?" Pierre asked with veins bulging on his forehead. No matter what, this

matter must be dealt with.

If he could not start with Abel, he would start with Luke.

He could not offend Abel as he had a gun, but what did Luke have?

Abel saw the wrath on his face, and the corners of his mouth curled up into a smile. "Otherwise, what else do you

have in mind?"

"I don't expect you to be considerate enough to help me recover from the damage this caused me, but I want Luke

dead!" Pierre started to have the desire to kill.

This was Russia, and it was not at all like home.

He did not bring many people with him here this time around, so if Abel were to help him, Luke may die in Russia.

He wanted Luke dead?

Abel raised his eyebrows, Pierre may not seem like much, but he sure knew how to talk big. Moreover, he also

happened to share the same goal as him.

The only difference was that Pierre wanted Luke dead on the spot, whereas Abel wanted to destroy everything Luke

had little by little and let him die in despair.

"Do you have what it takes?" Abel did not try to hide the fact that he looked down on him.

Pierre clenched his fist as he was upset about being belittled, but the other party was indeed telling the truth.

He did not have what it took to do it back home, and it was the same abroad.

"I might not, but you have what it takes. You can hold a gun here in Russia, so I suppose this is your stronghold.

Make me an offer. All I want is Luke's life."

"I can make you an offer and I can help you, but I can't guarantee that Luke will die." Abel took out a cigar from his

pocket and sniffed it.

"Why? You have people and even weapons, so why not?" Pierre looked at him with red eyes. If he could not take

Luke down, then what was the point of spending that money?

The rage that he had tried so hard to calm down got fired up again in an instant as he remembered that he had

spent a large sum on the bidding document as well, only for Luke to make a fool out of him.

Furthermore, he believed that Luke could tell that the bidding document he submitted was the one his company

had prepared.

Presumably, he was already under investigation by his people.

“You may not know this, but Luke has a lot of friends in Russia. One of them is Ray from the underworld. You can

investigate him. Two-thirds of the underworld territory in Russia belong to Ray. Although I have a stronghold here,

there's no way I'll go head to head with them just for your money. If Ray decides to protect Luke, how much effort

do you think I'll need to put in to take care of Luke? Can you afford to pay that much money?" Abel analyzed the

situation for him.

He needed the money right now, but he also had to make it clear to Pierre about the situation.

Not to mention, he never intended to confront Ray head-on this soon. After all, it was easier to get things done in

the shadows.

"How much money is enough?" asked Pierre.

Seeing how determined Pierre was, it seemed that Luke's scheme had made him lose his mind. Unexpectedly,

Pierre could not stand it any longer, and this was even before Luke made him go insane.

His temperament was far worse than his brother, Percy's.

Abel took out his phone, entered a number, and handed it over to show him. "This is the price for taking action

without the guarantee of success."

Pierre looked at the number and frowned. "You can't guarantee success at such a high price?"

"Your task isn't the only one my people are dealing with, so I can't assign everyone to your task." Abel put away his

phone.

Pierre asked again, "What about the price of a guaranteed success?"

"I'm not accepting this one." Abel shook his head.

"You're passing up the opportunity to make money?" Pierre was surprised.

"If you really have the money, you can ask other underworld forces in Russia and see which of them are willing to

go up against Ray," Abel said indifferently.