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

Not only was Luke alive and well, but those who were protecting him were not injured either!

Pierre refused to believe that. Abel's subordinates had carried guns, but no one on Luke's side was injured. Were

they blind?

Pierre suspected that Abel deliberately chose some worthless men to carry out the mission this time.

Even though the mission failed, Abel had gotten his money. Abel did not lose anything.

Pierre could not calm himself down at the thought of this. He picked up his phone and called the string of numbers.

The call was answered, and Pierre said, "I'm looking for Abel."

A woman's voice came from the other end of the line. "We don't have anyone called Abel here. You must have

called the wrong number, right?"

Pierre hung up the call and verified the numbers on the name card. He did not get it wrong, so he thought they

must have gotten on the wrong line. Hence, he called again.

It was the woman's voice again. "Hello?"

Pierre suddenly realized that he could never get hold of Abel anymore with the number he received.

He hung up the call and picked up the ashtray from the coffee table to throw it at the wall. "Abel, you son of a

b*tch!"

Pierre grew up as the second young master of the Mallory family, and everyone was aware of his status. No one

had ever dared to threaten him, not to mention to deceive him.

Now, not only had Abel threatened him before, but he even cheated Pierre of his money. It was a huge sum of

money too!

Pierre was so furious that his eyes reddened. His enemy was still alive, and he had lost a huge amount of money.

He swore that he would teach Luke and Abel a lesson!

The doorbell rang.

Pierre clenched his fists. He was in a bad mood now, so he ignored it.

The doorbell did not stop ringing. It was as though someone was urging him to open the door and knew that he was

in the room.

"Who is it?" Pierre yelled at the door.

There was no response from the other side of the door.

However, the doorbell was still ringing. Pierre rose to his feet abruptly. The ringing doorbell made him even angrier.

He opened the door and yelled, "I'm gonna—"

Pierre stopped threatening the person outside the door when he saw who it was. He could not help but stammer,

"Brother—"

It was Percy who was standing outside the door.

Why was he here?

Percy's face darkened as he looked at Pierre. "Why are you throwing a tantrum?"

"I didn't know it was you." Although Pierre was unhappy with him, he had to be humble for now. After all, his

company had just lost a lot of business deals that were supposed to bring in a lot of money. He had also spent a

large sum of money twice.

"Why? Do you think you can take out your anger on others?" Percy looked at the gloomy expression on Pierre's

face. When Percy thought of what Pierre did, he was disappointed in him as he failed to live up to his expectations.

It did not matter if he had depended on himself to get the project fair and square.

Yet, Pierre played such a dirty trick. Why did Percy have a brother like this?!

Pierre felt impatient as he listened to Percy's lecturing tone. He replied, "No. Why did you come here?"

"I came to bring you back." Percy walked into the hotel and took his luggage out without bothering to explain.

"I came here for a vacation, and I don't feel like going back yet," Pierre said stubbornly. This was the closest place

to Abel. He might be able to run into Abel if he went looking for him.

He would not allow his money to be taken away just like that.

"Vacation? Pierre, you came here for a business trip. You failed, and now you refuse to go back. Don't you feel

embarrassed to stay here?" Percy shot him a cold glance. He knew Pierre must be up to something if he refused to

return.

"Is it wrong for me to be here to expand my market?" Pierre's gaze turned darker. Did Percy still see him as the

little brat who was always following behind him? He was no longer that kid!

Pierre wanted to build his own career and do great things. He refused to take a share of the small amount of profit

given to him if he were to follow Percy. He did not want the others to only speak of Percy, the business prodigy,

whenever they were talking about the Mallory family.

Pierre's name would never be mentioned.

That was the reason why he established his own company!

Pierre thought that Percy should not interfere with his business since he had his own company now.

"You're not going back with me, huh?" Percy looked at him coldly.

"I'm no longer working in Mallory Corporation," Pierre reminded him. He was arrogant, and he refused to give in.

"Fine. You're all grown up now, huh? How dare you steal someone's bidding document and still refuse to go back?

Let's see how you're going to explain this if Grandpa finds out about this!" Percy was breathless with anger. He did

not tell Old Master Mallory about this to make it easier for Pierre.

Besides, only Luke, Jason, and Luca knew about this. They had not returned to the capital, so the news had yet to

spread out.

Percy was looking for ways to remedy the situation Pierre was in, and he was hoping that Luke would not drag

Pierre into this matter.

However, Percy did not expect Pierre to be so uncooperative.

Not only did Pierre refuse to return to their country, but even when Percy traveled here to bring Pierre back, Pierre

still insisted on staying here.

“I don't give a sh*t about explaining myself. I don't understand what you're talking about." Pierre rolled his eyes and

thought he might as well pretend to be ignorant.

Percy ignored what Pierre said and began to search for his passport and ID card.

"What are you doing?!" Pierre could not help but feel irritated when Percy insisted he go back. He came forward

and stopped Percy without a second thought.

“I'm bringing you back." Percy pushed Pierre away and opened the drawer. He saw that his ID card was in the

drawer.

Percy picked up his ID card and he was about to drag Pierre out of the room.

Pierre pushed him away forcefully.

Although Pierre was younger than Percy, Pierre did not think Percy was any better than him when it came to

fighting. They used to challenge each other. That was why Pierre knew well how good or bad Percy was.

Percy narrowed his eyes and looked at him. He said, "You still refuse to go back, huh? Let me call Grandpa and tell

him what you've done."

"Tell him, then. There's no evidence to prove that I stole it. It's just a bidding document. No one can prove that I

took the bidding document on purpose," Pierre said coldly. At worst, he would only get scolded by Old Master

Mallory, but he could still find a way to explain it.

Percy did not stop his actions of dialing a number. He said to the person on the other end of the line, "Come in."

Two men stepped into the room before Pierre could realize it.

Pierre could recognize the two men. They were Percy's bodyguards.

"Why did you bring them here?" Pierre frowned. He had a bad feeling about this.

"To bring you back home," said Percy. "Do as I say."

"Yes, Boss." The bodyguards took a towel out of their pockets.

Pierre clenched his fists and made a pose as he was ready to fight. He said, "Percy, this will be the end of our

brotherhood if you do this to me!"

"I have no choice but to do this to stop you from messing things up even further." Percy did not have a soft spot for

him. He intended to bring Pierre back by persuading him, but he did not expect he would have to do it the hard way.

Percy had always loved to come up with a backup plan no matter who he was dealing with.

However, he did not expect that he would be using his backup plan when he dealt with Pierre. It seemed like his

brother was out of control.

The bodyguards came forward and fought with Pierre. They kicked and punched, while Percy could not be bothered

to do anything. Instead, he turned around and closed the room door so that they would not disturb the other

guests.