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Twins in Her Womb: Sir President, Please be Gentle

Chapter 681
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Chapter 681

Chapter 681 Putting Up An Act? Heh.

Leia's words were as shocking as a sudden clap of thunder next to Bianca's ears!

She rushed upto Leia, grabbed her collar, and asked her sternly, "What did you say? Tell me, how did Luke die? Tellnow!"

Leia sobered up a little and realized what she had just said. Trying to compose herself, she smiled mockingly at Bianca. "Why do I have to tell you? I'm not telling you. What are you going to do, kill me?"

Leia had been jealous and resentful toward the Norman family's long-lost birth daughter.

If not for Bianca, Leia would still be the only pampered daughter of the Norman family!

With her status, marrying Luke Crawford was all but a certainty!

That woman had taken away her parent's love for her and the man that she loved.

She did not expect that Luke died in a foreign country, and his remains could not be found. He deserved that!

Leia glared contemptuously at Bianca. She reached out and tried to claw at Bianca's delicate face with her sharp nails. "Let go of me, you jinx. Keep your dirty hands away from me!"

From Leia's abnormal reaction, Bianca could tell that she knew something.

Bianca's expression turned cold as Leia's hand clawed toward her. She grabbed Leia's wrist, twisted it with a crack, and dislocated her elbow.

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Bianca had picked up judo and taekwondo to protect herself from Vincent's harassment.

She might be at a disadvantage when fighting against men, but it was more than enough to subdue a defenseless young woman like Leia.

Ahh!" Leia cried out in pain.

Instantly, Bianca covered her mouth. Leia found it hard to even gasp for air.

"Nggh... Mom... help..." The pain on Leia's elbow was agonizing, and she could not cry out loud.

She glared hatefully at Bianca and tried to claw her face again with her other hand.

Bianca tugged Leia's hair with her other hand and kicked the back of her knee, which caused her to fall down kneeling.

"What's wrong, Bianca and Leia? What are you doing?" Queenie rushed into the living room when she heard the commotion.

In her hands were several toddler clothes that she had personally sewn for Tommy.

Bianca's expression turned gentle once she saw Leia. She stood in front of Leia and snapped her elbow back in place.

Then, she crouched down and gently massaged Leia's bruised knee. "Are you alright, Younger Sister? How could you be so careless while walking? I hope you didn't hurt yourself too badly."

Leia shoved Bianca away and started cursing, "Stop pretending! You two- faced bit..."

She instantly shut her mouth when she saw that Queenie was looking at them. Instantly, tears started to fall. "Mom! Bianca bullied me. She dislocated my elbow earlier. It hurts! You'll have to stand up for me, Mom. I know that you and Dad are trying to make it up to her, and that's why I've been trying to

accommodate her presence too. Even so, it seems that she doesn't wantto be here. Am I still your daughter, Mom?" 'Putting up an act?

'Heh.

'Does Leia think that she's the only one who knows how to put up an act?'

Bianca laughed up her sleeve. She flashed her most innocent and harmless smile.

She wagged Leia’s arms to show her mother that they were fine. Then, she stared innocently at her mother, "Look, Mom, Leia's arms are perfectly fine. I don't know what she's talking about. I've never argued or fought with Leia, and she'd usually givethe extra things she doesn't want or doesn't like. I think that we can get along well. It's just that I'll have to put up with her impulsive behavior sometimes because I'm her elder sister. Also, Mom, it seems that Leia has a daring boyfriend. Look at her neck..."

When Queenie's eyes fell on that deep red mark on Leia's fair neck, cracks seemed to appear on her gentle face.

Bianca might sound like she had a good relationship with Leia, but every sentence implied that Leia was being unreasonable. Leia wanted to rip her mouth apart.

She wondered when Bianca had been such a good actor.

She was about to retort, but she noticed that Queenie was staring at her elbow and that patch on her neck. She quickly covered her neck with her hands.

At the stime, she was thinking of how to get back at Bianca for slandering her.

''Mom, it's not... I... I..."

Queenie gave Leia a look of disappointment and chided her sternly. "Leia, I've told you that you two girls should be nice to each other. It took your elder sister a lot to return to the family, and I owe her too much. Now that your elder sister is about to leave for a foreign country, you should be nicer to her. Also, I've told you before that a woman should have sself- respect. Did you forget what I told you?"

She thought that her two daughters had been cordial toward each other, but it seemed that it was all a sham.

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Queenie could not understand. Why would the usually sensible and docile Leia beclike that?

Leia pouted, glared resentfully at Bianca, and said nothing.

Bianca looked at Leia, who seemed to be still under the influence. She remembered what Leia said when she stepped into the house earlier.

She narrowed her gaze and thought of an idea...

On the Island of Despair in the Pacific Ocean.

Luke sat on a wave-battered reef, looking at the blood-red sunset on the horizon.

His body was bathed in the lingering sunrays, and his hair was slightly messy from the sea breeze.

He sat there, unmoving, like a perfect stone statue.

No one knew what he was thinking.

His body emanated warmth, but his demeanor was ice-cold.

"Mr. Crawford." A thin and young man with a deep scar on his face hesitated before speaking. 1

Luke did not look at him, nor did he respond. He continued to fix his eyes on the sunset.

After the last ray of light vanished beyond the horizon, he opened his mouth. "Speak." 1

The scar-faced man lowered his head and said, "The preparations are done. Should we move tomorrow?"

Luke thought for a second and answered, "No. We move tonight." "Tonight? Isn't that too rushed? We've planned for tomorrow..." "Tonight!" There was no hesitation in Luke's reply.

He had wasted two years in this hellish prison. He did not wish to stay there any longer.

All he wanted was to meet the woman of his dreams once more.