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

Chapter 2780
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Seeing that Pierre could figure this much out after seeing Leroy, Gordan knew that Pierre

was not a fool.

It was his tactics that were brutal.

He did not even blink twice about using such dirty tactics to deal with someone.

He was even willing to go that far.

“What are you blabbering about? Just knock him out and take him away." Leroy noticed

that Pierre's leg was bandaged and fixed with two pieces of wood.

He was actually a cripple now.

Even if he decided to follow them, their people would have to carry him on their shoulders

like a princess.

"Is it really worth wasting my drug on him?" Gordan said as he gave a karate chop to

Pierre's neck, and he instantly fainted.

Leroy patted his dizzy head and said, "Why did that move of yours help me blow off

steam?"

"Why don't you try?" Gordan joked.

"Alright, the police will probably be here soon. Mr. Mallory was right, he must be sent to

the hospital. You guys carry him away," Leroy ordered his men.

Two strong men carried the unconscious Pierre and left through the balcony.

After the people from the Island of Despair kidnapped Pierre here, they had surveillance

cameras installed at the door to see who came by.

The only way not to be seen was through the balcony and down the stairs next door.

Fortunately, the stairs in the next room were separated from the rest. The first and second

floors had different doors but shared the same stairs, so even if people were alarmed by

the sound of a gunshot, they would not show up unexpectedly.

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Besides, everyone was afraid of dying...

The few of them went back the way they came from and realized that it was hard to jump

over to the other side with Pierre on their shoulders. However, it was a good thing that

Pierre was a six feet tall man because he could just lie straight across the two balconies.

Gordan forcefully removed Pierre's bandage before tying it around Pierre's chest and

jumping over with the bandage in hand.

Then, the people behind him picked Pierre's feet up and transferred him to the other side.

They were like ants transporting food.

At the same time, Gordan was pulling the bandage until Pierre's legs were on the edge of

one balcony and his head was on the other. Then, another person jumped over to help

Gordan pull his entire body to the other side.

Everyone put on gas masks after putting Pierre down, not because they were worried

about fainting but because they were worried about being recognized by the people in the

building when leaving.

There were always nosy people who would risk getting shot just to take a peek.

Naturally, they would try to steer away from such trouble.

After being tossed around, Pierre was carried on the shoulders by one of the men again,

and they all left quickly.

They were in the suburbs, so it would take around 20 minutes for the nearest police to

arrive.

By then, Gordan and the others would have already escaped to where Percy's people were

stationed at.

“How's Mr. Pierre?" the driver asked when he saw Gordan and Leroy carrying him into the

car.

“His leg is broken, but we didn't do it. Our top priority right now is to have the doctor take

care of it, but we don't know how long it's been like that. His leg might actually be

impaired." Gordan prepared them for the worst.

His men had gone back to being fake local tenants in their homes, and it was only him and

Leroy in the vehicle.

"How did Mr. Pierre faint, then?" the person in the passenger seat asked as he called Percy.

"He didn't want to come with us, so we had him knocked out. How else were we able to

escape unharmed?" What Gordan said was only half true.

Leroy was once again amazed at his ability to lie through his teeth.

He really had a way with words!

They did not ask anything else and drove away.

The person in the passenger seat called Percy to report on the situation.

Gordan followed suit and called Luke.

It seemed like the situation had been resolved, but Pierre was doomed to sacrifice

something after getting kidnapped...

Gordan looked at his leg. A six feet tall heir with a bad temper and a lame leg. Would

daughters of wealthy families accept him?

Karma was a b*tch, indeed.

They drove to the clinic that Johann had rented out.

The clinic belonged to Johann's friend, who was indebted to him. When he asked to borrow

it for a day, he let him use it without any questions asked.

All the staff in the clinic were given a day off, and there was even a sign at the door that

stated so.

When they arrived, Gordan and Leroy let the two other men carry Pierre instead.

Johann frowned as he watched Pierre be carried in because Luke's prediction was spot on.

Luke had him wait here for Pierre because he predicted that he was going to be carried in

unconscious.

“Put him on the bed," Johann directed the two men immediately, and they did as they

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were told.

Johann asked Gordan, "Are any of you hurt?"

"Nope, but Mr. Pierre is badly injured. His leg is broken, and when we found him, they had

fixed it with only wooden planks and bandages. It was a hassle when carrying him, so we

removed them. Is that okay, Dr. Park?" Gordan asked casually.

Percy's people frowned when they heard Gordan's words.

Johann shook his head and said, "I'd have to check to find out..."

He noticed that the two men were upset, so he said, "Even if there's something wrong,

you had nothing to do with it. Besides, his leg wasn't broken today. Not to mention, he was

unconscious. It must've been a bumpy ride, so it would've been the same with or without

the planks."

Percy's people loosened up a little after hearing that because they thought that Gordan

had done it on purpose.

"I didn't want to escape with that big guy on my back. If we had woken someone up and

they opened fire, someone would call the police. We only knocked him out because we

had no time to argue with Mr. Pierre," Gordan repeated what he said in the car.

He had reported the same thing to Luke earlier.

"That's enough talking. Doctor, please check on Mr. Pierre's condition," said one of the

men.

"I know." Johann rolled his eyes. Pierre was just unconscious with a broken leg, but they

were acting as if he was going to die.

With his sharp eyes, he knew at first glance where Pierre's leg was broken and how long it

had been broken.

Some people would have died of excessive bleeding from the fractured bone, but Pierre

looked like he had been injured for days.

Thus, the broken bone would not kill him, but because he did not receive immediate

treatment, his leg might be impaired.