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

“I was waiting for you." Pierre was smoking a cigarette and sitting in the car with one of his legs on the ground. He

looked lazy.

The smile on Jean's smile disappeared. Pierre was waiting for him.

Jean would take different paths every day. However, Pierre had easily found him and stopped him at the junction. It

clearly showed that he was capable enough to find his whereabouts.

Otherwise, he would not have blocked him at this junction.

"Mr. Mallory, what's the matter?" Jean moved his motorcycle beside. He dared not to run away.

Even though it was an alley and he could just turn around and escape on his motorcycle, Pierre would be able to

block him again if he had already done it once.

There was no way for him to escape, so he had no choice but to face Pierre.

Pierre gave Jean a malicious look. Jean was trembling with fear. "Are you shaking? Am I that scary?"

"No. I just feel a little cold." Jean refused to admit that he was scared of him.

"Cold?" Pierre sneered and invited him, saying, "Mind getting in the car and having a talk with me? My car has a

heater."

Jean shook his head immediately. He did not have the guts to get into Pierre's car. "No, no. My shirt is dirty. I'm

afraid that I'll ruin your car. Mr. Mallory, what can I do for you?"

When he asked the question again, Pierre did not beat about the bush and asked, "Did you forget what I asked you

to do?"

Jean shook his head immediately. He was shaking in front of him like a mouse surrounded by a cat. He was too

afraid to move.

"I didn't. How dare I forget your orders?"

"It's been quite some time. Why hasn't Nina come to me? Didn't you promise me that you can do it?" Pierre leaned

his body forward slightly. He hated double-dealers the most. Jean promised him but he did not fulfill his promise.

That was why he purposely waited for him here.

Even though Jean's whereabouts were inconsistent, he could still figure out where he was and block his way.

Jean shivered and said, "Mr. Mallory, to be honest, I was discharged from the hospital not long ago. I need some

time to carry out what you've asked me to do."

"It's been two days. Are you still telling me that you've just gotten out of the hospital? Do you think I have no idea

that you went looking for Nina on the day you were discharged? As a brother, why couldn't you convince her? Is it

because you think I'm not paying you enough? That's why you didn't try your best, huh? Or are you refusing to work

for me after taking my money?"

Jean was shaking all over. "No, no. How dare I not carry out the task you set for me?" Jean shook his head to deny

it. "Mr. Mallory, I didn't manage to get a hold of my sister, but don't worry. I'll talk to her today, and I'll try to

convince her."

"Really?" Pierre looked at him suspiciously.

"Yes, I swear!" Jean lifted his hand and swore. Then, Percy came into his mind. He was stuck in between, but Pierre,

who was in front of him, looked scarier than Percy. At the thought of this, he had no choice but to say, "Mr. Mallory, I

have something to tell you."

"Say it." Pierre was impatient. The patience he spent on Nina was almost running out.

"I decided to tell you only because I can see that you like my sister very much. I'm telling the truth, and I'm not lying

to you!" Jean was worried that Pierre might think that he was lying to him intentionally, so he emphasized his

sincerity again.

"Say it!" Pierre shouted impatiently in a higher pitch.

Jean talked about Percy's matter as he shuddered, "I did go looking for Nina on the day I got discharged. But your

brother, Percy, was there too. I couldn't do anything. Besides, he's very protective of Nina and he asked me not to

disturb her anymore. Your brother is interested in my sister too. I'm put in a difficult position."

Percy?

A vicious gleam flashed across Pierre's eyes. They were brothers, but Percy was always better than him— be it

career or women.

Why? Just because he was born a few years earlier than him?

Pierre knew Percy was behind the Johnston family's crisis. He also knew that Percy did that only because he wanted

to call off the engagement with Madison.

However, he did not expect Percy to look for Nina right after he announced to the public that their engagement was

called off.

He knew Pierre had feelings for Nina, but Percy still cut in.

"Mr. Mallory? I'm not lying. It's true. Please believe me," Jean said when Pierre did not respond.

Pierre looked at him. He sneered and said, "I know. My brother has always been interested in Nina, but he's my

elder brother. He'll have to humor his younger brother."

Jean was startled. Percy did not seem like he was going to let Nina go...

However, he dared not to say a word.

Pierre asked, "Have you met him?"

"Yes. He warned me and asked me not to disturb Nina," Jean said.

"Did you tell him about me giving you money?" Pierre continued to ask.

"No, I didn't dare to. After all, Nina is lucky to have you be in love with her.." Jean truly thought that Nina was lucky

to be loved by the two young masters of the Mallory family.

However, now that there were two sides, it was hard to decide.

Pierre said with a gloomy expression on his face, “What do you think? Will she choose me or Percy?"

Jean replied right away without a second thought, "Of course, it'd be better if she's with you. Percy never gave my

sister an official status after all those years they spent together. She suffered so much with him. I can't bear to see

her like that anymore."

Pierre sneered. "Good. Then you have to help me. If this works, I'll make it worth your while. But you'll have to

contribute. Are you going to complete the task I gave you?"

"Yes, I'd love to!" Jean nodded. It did not matter who it was, the brothers of the Mallory family were the best among

all. They were blessed and wealthy. If Nina could hook up with either one of them, he would still be able to live a

comfortable life without Luca.

Besides, the best choice was indeed Pierre.

Percy would only give them money when their family was having financial problems, but Pierre was different. It

seemed like Pierre was more generous.

"Then, let's get into the car." Pierre made a pinky promise gesture.

Jean looked at him, and he felt like he could already see the money coming in. He got into the car right away

without thinking.

Pierre stood outside of the car and made a gesture, signaling to his subordinate.

His subordinate got into the car immediately and closed the car door. Then, he beat Jean up.

Jean never thought that Pierre asked for his help only to beat him up the next second.

"Ah! Mr. Mallory, I'm sorry. Please ask him to stop. I'm sorry. I promise that I'll help you." Jean clutched his head and

pleaded painfully.

Pierre picked his nails and said, "How is Nina going to feel sorry for you if I'm not harsh to you? Don't worry. He's

trained. He won't seriously injure you."

Pierre's subordinate stopped beating Jean after a while. The subordinate got out of the car and said respectfully,

"Second Young Master, it's done."