Twins in Her Womb: Sir President, Please be Gentle
Chapter 147 Unexpectedly, Luke Tightened His Grip On Her Wrist!

Luke's brows furrowed slightly, his dignified expression still a little upset. She knew why he was feeling upset.

"Can you show some respect?” Bianca pulled out her hand to avoid any more unnecessary touching. Out of her expectation, the man gripped her wrist even tighter the very next moment.

Luke's deep and piercingly cold gaze was chilling as he looked at her flickering eyes. "How do I show my respect to you? Should I address you as my cousin-in-law?”

His tone was sarcastic and cold.

Bianca was once again annoyed by his words. "If that's what you want to call me, I don't mind." Just when the man was on the verge of breaking her wrist, Grandpa said, “Bea, have you packed the kid's school bag?”

Bianca could not say anything from the pain she was feeling. Her wrist would have broken if he had not loosened his grip.

Luke's cannibalistic appearance was reflected in her misty eyes. She lowered her head, gritted her teeth silently, and broke away from his grip...

"Say goodbye to Grandpa.” There was no expression on Luke's face when he told his son as he reached the door.

The little guy took his daddy's hand, turned his head, and waved his other hand toward the hospital bed. "Goodbye, Great-grandpa. Have a good rest. I... I'll come and see you tomorrow..."

"Okay, I'll see you tomorrow," the old man said.

The little guy was taken out of the ward by his dad.

Before the ward's door closed, he looked back at Aunt Bea who had not come out. He walked along the corridor and looked up. "Daddy, I think Aunt Bea is secretly crying."

Luke did not look at his son. “You're mistaken.”

Bianca had finished packing breakfast for Grandpa and went to work.

When she was on the subway, her phone rang.

It was from an unknown number.

"Hello? Is this Bianca?"

It was a woman's voice.

"Hello, this is Bianca speaking.” The subway station at the hospital never had any seats. She stood and held the handrail tightly with her left hand.

"I'm Brayden's mother. I have some things to talk to you about.”

Bianca was shocked. "Sure, Mrs. Collins..."

"Brayden came back last night and drank a lot of alcohol. Brayden never did things like this before. His dad and I asked him why he drank. Perhaps it was the alcohol helping him to tell the truth, but he didn't hide it from us and told us about the two of you.”

Mrs. Collins was not a person of power, but she just had to say something when Bianca's family’s conditions were unacceptable. As Brayden's mother, she did not know what Brayden thought, but since he was a child, he was always kind, pure, and did not see the bad side of people.

“Brayden's father and I think that the two of you... Should just break up!

"Hello? Ms. Rayne? Are you listening?" Brayden's mother asked anxiously.

Some parts of the subway line had very bad signals. She knew what Brayden's mother said and was about to respond when it seemed that his mother could not hear what she said.

When the line was better, she could hear a change in Brayden's mother’s tone of voice. She said sharply, "What's the meaning of you not talking? Are you not taking my words seriously? Ms. Rayne, I advise you to think things through clearly. Don't take advantage of Brayden. Even if Brayden makes a lot of money and his savings are a lot, he can't give them to your dying father or splurge it on your sickly grandfather. Don't bring your problems to a good person, you leech!”

After she finished saying that, Brayden's mother hung up the phone.

Bianca heard the tone that signified the call had ended.

At that moment, her train arrived at her office's station.

It was the downtown area and most people were getting off at the stop. Before Bianca had time to digest what Brayden's mother said, she squeezed so hard out of the door that a button got pulled out from her shirt.

When she finally got out of the subway station, all her notifications came flooding in.

Her female classmate from the last reunion sent her a message, “Bea, are you looking for a part-time job? I know of an available part-time job. Would you like to do it with me? At least we can keep each other company!

"The basic salary is 300 bucks per night. The more you sell, the more commission you'll get. However, the catch is that the things are a little hard to sell...

[Picture] It's this thing. Take a look and see if you can accept it and promote it in an entertainment club. However, you can rest assured that the club is run by my friend's uncle and is a proper place. There won't be any weird guys around. If you've seen my message, give me a reply. Bye~"

After Bianca read the messages, she replied, “Sorry, I was in the subway just now. I just managed to squeeze myself out.”

'So do you want to do this part-time job with me?’ the female classmate said.

Bianca hesitated when she looked at the word Durax that was an imitation of Durex in the picture. However, she needed money, and selling anything was the same to her. Selling condoms would allow adults to have sex responsibly and it was a form of respect for women's bodies as well.

“Send me the time and place,’ Bianca replied.

After replying to the text, she looked up at the traffic light on the crosswalk which had turned from red to green.

When she was just about to cross the road, she turned her eyes inadvertently and froze in place... Someone walked out from the subway station ten meters away from her! It was none other than Faye Thomas who had arranged for her to give birth to her employer five years ago!

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