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

Chapter 948 No Matter How Useless She Might Be, She Is His Mother

Allison became nervous, seeing that Luke did not say anything. She had already maxed out her credit card, and she

would be blacklisted if she did not repay the debt.

One of her friends was the wife of a banker. Everyone would know if she got blacklisted.

"Can you bear to see your mother starve?" Allison began to cry again. Her red and puffy eyes looked more realistic

than ever. Rather than trying to evoke pity from her son, those were tears of desperation.

Luke stood there with his hands in his pockets and looked at his mother coldly.

Allison was used to Luke's cold treatment, but she was losing her temper.

No matter how useless she might be, she was nonetheless his mother!

Allison did not want to throw tantrums because she wanted money. All she could do was cry and evoke pity.

Luke was getting impatient with his mother's waterworks. Through the entirety of Riley’s incident, his mother had

never even given him a phone call.

Now that the matter was settled, he saw her in Crawford Manor. She said that she missed him, but she actually

missed his money.

"How much do you want?" Luke said coldly.

Allison instantly stopped crying. She wanted to ask for a big figure, but she remembered that Luke had only given

her three million dollars when she asked for thirty million.

At that time, T Corporation was facing a financial crisis, and he did not have much cash. Now that the situation was

different, she expected that she could ask for more. "Mm, how about five million?" She said as she splayed a hand.

Luke frowned even harder.

Allison explained sheepishly when she saw that, "I have some credit card debt to pay. Also, I'll have to pay

maintenance fees for the mansion and the caretakers' salary..." "Mother, do you think that the Crawford family

prints money?" Luke thought that his mother was getting greedier than ever. She had easily squandered three

million. Even if he gave her the full five million, it would not take long for her to spend it all.

For an ordinary A City citizen, five million dollars was enough to last a lifetime.

Allison's eyes were bloodshot, and she pretended that she was losing her temper. "I've suffered so much when

giving birth to you, and I've waited for you to become a successful man. I'm not asking too much for you other than

money. Now that T Corporation has solved its financial crisis, you should have a lot of cash on hand..."

Luke's expression was as dark as ink. He took out his phone and transferred one million dollars to Allison's account.

Allison was delighted when she received the transfer notification. When she looked at the amount on her phone,

she exclaimed in surprise, "What? Only one million?"

Luke was already walking out of the study.

Allison quickly followed behind him. "You can't treat me like this, my son.

That won’t last two weeks."

The three million dollars that he gave her vanished in the blink of an eye. What was she going to do with only one

million dollars?

Her exquisite meals, her beauty essence, and the maintenance of all the beauty treatment machines needed

money!

"One million dollars is more than enough. You'll also be receiving dividends from your T Corporation shares next

month. That'll be enough for a few months," Luke said as he opened the door.

He did not mind supporting his mother in her old age, but that did not mean that she could be wasteful.

"We're not even halfway through the month yet, and the dividends will only be paid at the end of next month. One

million isn't going to be enough.

How about two million? Can you give me two million?" She followed closely behind him, hoping that he would give

her more money.

Luke ignored her and left the room.

Allison stood at the door. She did not chase after him. It would be embarrassing for her to do so.

Susan was downstairs waiting to watch the drama.

Allison wanted to smash something, but she was in Old Master Crawford's study, and there were many expensive

antiques there. She dared not smash anything there, and she could only restrain herself.

She looked around the room, and her eyes eventually fell on the desk.

There was an inkwell that she had never seen before. Perhaps it was a new addition to Old Master Crawford's

collection.

Allison had learned some antique appraisal skills to gain Old Master Crawford's favor. She walked up to the desk,

gently picked up the inkwell, and carefully scrutinized it. "This is worth a lot!" She exclaimed softly.

She thought of the one million dollars that Luke had given her. That was not going to be enough...

Allison thought of an idea. However, she did not take the inkwell. Instead, she put it back where it belonged and

went downstairs.

If the inkwell went missing, even an idiot would know that she took it. It was not the time to steal it.

Allison walked down the stairs. She saw Luke playing chess with Old Master Crawford in the living room, while

Bianca was feeding her children fruit.

She grunted coldly and returned to her mansion.

Elise stood up from the couch as soon as she heard the sound of her employer's car coming from afar. She waited

at the front door and smiled as Allison walked in. "Welcome home, Madam."

Allison was not in a good mood. Luke had given her money, but the amount was less than she expected. She had a

feeling that Luke would be giving her less and less money.

If she did not have money, she would not be able to maintain her current lifestyle...

Allison sat on the couch with a sullen expression on her face.

Elise could tell that her employer was in a bad mood. She served Allison a cup of floral tea and lowered the music in

the background.

"Please have some tea, Madam," she said softly so that she did not disturb Allison.

Allison felt a little better after taking a sip. ’ Where's Elsa?" She asked.

"Elsa is preparing the beauty essence in the salon. The sunlight is quite strong today, and you'll need special

treatment to maintain your youth and vibrancy," Elise explained.

The beauty essence that Allison had been using was depleted. Elsa brought in another batch.

While Allison was not around, Elsa had to mix the low-quality beauty essence with other ingredients so that it

seemed high-quality.

"The two of you know me very well," Allison's mood brightened, and the anger she had accumulated at Crawford

Manor dissipated by a lot.

Stood up and said, "I want my beauty treatment now. Right, I haven't had lunch yet. GO and cook something for

me." "Yes, Madam." Elise smiled sweetly. After she saw Allison go up the stairs, she sent a message with the number

"1" to Elsa.

That was the secret message between the siblings. It meant that their employer was home.

After receiving the message, Elsa began to make her preparations.

When Allison entered the beauty salon, Elsa had already prepared a towel and had switched on the machinery.

"Welcome home, Madam." She smiled and spread out the towel on the bed.

"Mm.’ Allison went over and sat down on the bed.

Elsa draped a bathrobe over Allison and took off her slippers.

After Allison lay on the bed, Elsa carefully covered her with a blanket. "How long have you been in the sun today,

Madam? I'll prepare the appropriate amount of beauty essence."