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

Chapter 2908
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Karen furrowed her brows. She was about to give Nina a hard time, but then she heard

Percy say, "I can send you back to Mallory Manor now if you're not going to bed."

Karen frowned, about to explode in anger. Then, she heard him continue, "You went to the

hospital to visit Pierre without informing Grandpa. You almost caused a disaster. Let him

handle the rest."

Karen understood what he meant. She gave a cold snort and said, "Stop threatening me."

Then, she rose to her feet with her chin slightly lifted. She looked at Nina with an arrogant

look on her face. "Take me upstairs."

Nina glanced at Percy. Then, she turned around and led Karen upstairs.

When they reached the door of the guest room, Nina stepped aside and said, "Madam

Mallory, this is your room."

Karen let out another cold snort and pushed the door open with her fingertips. She did not

even want to touch the doorknob, as if it was dirty.

Nina noticed her disdainful behavior but chose not to comment. At first, she wanted to tell

her that the entire villa was regularly cleaned, but she held her tongue.

It was not the cleanliness of the room that Karen disapproved of; it was Nina she was

finding fault with.

If she were not Percy's birth mother, Nina would surely have taken action.

Karen looked at the room's furnishings and snorted in dissatisfaction. "I sleep on a Hastens

Vividus mattress, and I only use silk bedding."

"The mattress' brand is Hastens Vividus, and the four-piece set is produced abroad by

Beverly Hills Polo Club," answered Nina calmly. Everything prepared for the guest room

was of the highest standard. The things here were even more expensive than the things in

the master bedroom.

Neither she nor Percy cared about these luxurious things as long as they slept

comfortably.

A hint of darkness flashed across Karen's eyes when she heard this. She walked into the

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room to check. Indeed, everything was as Nina told her.

Moreover, they were all authentic, not knock-offs. The brands were the same as the ones

in Mallory Manor.

Karen could not help but wonder how Nina had prepared all of this. Could these things

have been prepared in advance?

"These are all new, Madam Mallory. We just sent them for dry cleaning once after

purchasing," added Nina. She stood at the entrance without entering the room.

She refused to give Karen any opportunity to find fault with her.

Nina was not foolish.

Karen let out another cold snort. She did not have much of a reaction to Nina's

preparations, except that she thought Nina was scheming to please her by preparing all of

this in advance.

She walked into the bathroom and saw the new toiletries and shower gel Nina mentioned

earlier. They were all her preferred brands.

Karen's eyes darkened even further. "These are what I typically use."

"I'm glad you're satisfied with them." Nina was not expecting a compliment from her. She

did not let it go to her head, and her tone remained calm with a touch of indifference.

"Yes. The whole world knows how scheming you are. Only Percy seems to be completely

under your spell. You must be feeling pretty proud, huh?" Karen's tone was filled with

resentment.

She wished she could tear Nina apart. If this woman did not exist, Percy would still be her

obedient son. He would not go against the entire Mallory family for a woman.

Percy's current behavior made Karen feel like she had failed in raising her children.

No, it was not her failure. She never really had a chance to raise him for long. It was Old

Master Mallory who nurtured him...

In just an instant, Karen shifted all the blame to Old Master Mallory. It was just like what

her therapist had told her.

"Madam Mallory, get some rest," said Nina. She lowered her gaze, not showing any

reaction to Karen's provocative remarks.

"Hah, I hit the nail on the head, didn't I? Are you feeling guilty now?" Karen noticed Nina's

silence. She was different from the way she used to be. Karen thought Nina was putting on

an act earlier because Percy was there. It further fuelled her belief that Nina was feeling

guilty.

"Time to go to bed." Percy's voice came from behind.

Nina turned around and glanced at him. Her eyes lit up as though she had found a lifeline.

Then, she said, "Madam Mallory, it's getting late. You should rest."

With that, she hurried toward Pierre and entered the master bedroom with him.

"Get real. She's such a phony." Karen's voice came from behind.

Neither of them paid any attention to her. They closed the master bedroom door behind

them. Percy even locked it.

"Are you okay?" Nina finally showed her concern.

"She'll continue to nitpick at you if you stay there." Percy stroked her face. He felt sorry for

Nina. He should not have brought Karen back home and upset her.

"Well, it's not a big problem. I prepared everything according to her usual preferences. She

won't be able to find any faults." Nina chuckled, reassuring Percy not to worry about it.

Even if Karen tried to bring her down, Nina was confident now. She was not afraid of her

provocations.

Percy smiled. He recalled that Nina had prepared all of them when they first moved into

the villa.

At that time, he thought it was not necessary since Karen would not be staying with them.

However, he realized that what Nina did made sense now.

Fortunately, they had made these preparations. Otherwise, Karen would have made the

entire night unbearable for everyone.

"You prepared well," said Percy. His brows furrowed again at the thought of the

mistreatment Nina endured while dealing with Karen.

"Hey, it's getting late." Nina raised her hand to gently smooth out his furrowed brows.

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Then, she suddenly remembered about the hospital incident and asked, "Do you need to

deal with the matters at the hospital?"

She did not want to mention Pierre's name. Hence, she used those words as a substitute.

"Not tonight." Percy shook his head. It was not the right time to handle it now.

Nina nodded. That was great. The peace of the evening had already been shattered by

Karen. Nina did not want another episode involving Pierre to ruin her night.

Both mother and son were not easy to deal with, but Percy was the one who kept getting

the short end of the stick.

"Go freshen up," added Percy. He took out Nina's favorite pajamas from the closet and

urged her to go wash up.

Nina nodded and took the pajamas from him. Then, she headed to the bathroom.

Meanwhile, Percy sat on the nearby sofa, holding his phone and looking into Pierre's

situation.

The hospital director watched Percy and Karen leave. He pretended that he knew nothing

when he faced the police. He claimed that he had no idea about the patient's condition in

the hospital.

After all, he was the hospital director. He usually handled many matters related to the

hospital, and he could not possibly keep tabs on every patient's status at all times.

Hence, even though the police were dissatisfied, there was nothing they could say. They

began to conduct checks in various areas. At the same time, they found a hospital

technician to retrieve the patient records from the hospital.

After sifting through the records, one of the police officers said with a stern expression on

his face, "This one. Did you know the suspect was admitted to the hospital?"

The technician's face turned pale, and he nervously replied, "I'm just a technician. I have

nothing to do with the admission or treatment of patients."

The police officer knew he was not involved in that aspect. He glanced at the records and

said, "Let's go. Show us the way."

"Where to?" asked the technician, feeling lost.

The police officer pointed at the computer screen with his finger. "Wherever this patient's

ward is. That's where you're taking us."

The technician shot a glance at the hospital director, who nodded. He had no choice but to

lead the police to Pierre's ward.