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

Chapter 1051 All For Naught

Percy placed both his arms in front of his chest and sighed. "We’ve finally arrived at our destination."

Luke's face appeared dark when he came down from the helicopter. He glanced at the abandoned land before him.

Indeed, it was previously bombed till this state back during wartimes. After taking a glance around, no buildings

were seen. It was just an inhabited and ordinary island.

Ray frowned and looked at the empty land surrounding him. He could not believe that Bianca would be in such a

place. "Can a person even survive here?"

Luke was not willing to let go of even the slightest hope and just gave a simple statement to express his

determination, "Begin the search."

Percy and Ray exchanged looks with each other. "Alright, we’ll start searching."

Ray retrieved a box from the helicopter. He opened it to reveal a bunch of weapons. "I wasn't sure whether there’d

be anyone here but this is just a precaution."

Percy chose a submachine gun and held it in his hands, fiddling with it. He felt rather comfortable holding it. "You

have the most weapons."

Luke chose a modern pistol and opened the map of the Island of Despair. It was a map he made back when he was

held here.

"We'll be going to these three places to look for her." He pointed at the map and marked three areas.

Ray distributed the walkie-talkies and flare guns to each of them. "If you guys spot anything, communicate with the

walkie-talkies and flare guns." "Alright." Luke got up and glanced at the wide ocean. They were currently in the

middle of the island. With just a glance, they were able to make out the situation that was happening on the ocean.

*Let's go." Percy brought along the walkie-talkie and flare gun. He spun around and walked away.

Luke and Ray also spun around and left as well.

In the underground building.

The mercenaries spotted strangers trespassing the island through the hidden surveillance cameras and

immediately reported to Abel. "Boss, three men have shown up on the island."

Abel got up and smirked. "Let's go meet our guests."

Shanks' expression did not have many changes and he was still fiddling with the few needles in his hands. "Are you

going to get rid of them all?" "No need for that. Given their abilities, they won’t be able to find their way here." Abel

spun around to leave. He was able to guess who were the ones trespassing before even looking at the surveillance

footage. One of them was definitely Luke.

If it were in the past, he would not let such a good opportunity slip away. After all, the funds and bullets Robert had

left behind were more than enough for him to go to battle with Luke.

However, Abel wanted Luke to suffer for a very long time. Hence, he would not easily make a move.

He walked into the surveillance room and looked at the surveillance footage on the computer. He recognized Luke's

outline and laughed evilly." He's quick to make his way over here."

The mercenary took out a pistol and asked, "Boss, do you want me to head over and finish them off?" "No need

forthat. Everyone will remain here." Abel shook his head and sat on the chair. He placed both his legs on the table

and was staring at the surveillance footage while smoking, trying to understand these three men's intentions.

Percy found the way to the nearest entrance leading to the underground building. A few mercenaries started

becoming drenched in a cold sweat when they saw him getting closer to them.

Abel glanced at the screen, his expression composed.

He had just hired someone to fix up the place yesterday and adjust the surrounding soil. Hence, the soil in that area

disguised the opening, and Percy would not be able to spot it.

In no time, Percy started getting farther and farther away. The mercenaries let out a breath of relief when they saw

this.

Abel lit a cigar and took a drag of it. "Hmph, they won't find out anything from their trip here this time."

After all, this was an underground building and it was the result of Robert's hard work over the years. Even if Luke

were to stay on this island for a few years, he would not be able to find out about this building.

On the other hand...

Shanks placed the needles in his hand down as there was nothing else to do. He walked along the long corridor to

the room where Bianca was confined.

Bianca was sitting on the bed, daydreaming. Seeing him walk in made her feel anxious. She had never seen this

man before. His unfamiliar yet handsome face made him seem more gentle under the dim lights. He looked

stunning, to the point he might be prettier than a woman.

"Doctor Shanks." Eler got up and was anxious, her face turning scarlet without her realizing it. She did not have

much contact with him but could feel that Shanks was different from the others on the Island of Despair.

Bianca heard that and instantly knew he was a doctor on this island.

Yesterday, after drinking that bowl of tonic, the stomach ache she had been suffering from for a few days got much

better. The signs of being pregnant were being suppressed and not aggravated.

Shanks ignored Eler, staring straight at the woman on the bed.

After Bianca had tidied herself up, she looked much cleaner than when she just arrived on the island. Her facial

features were gorgeous and she gave off a prestigious aura.

Bianca was different from other women who used to be on this island. Suddenly, Eler came to understand why

Kassy was not able to capture

Luke's attention.

'With such a wife, other pretty women would be worth nothing to him.' "Stretch out your hand." Shanks walked to

the side of the bed and ordered as he lowered his eyes.

Yet, Bianca did not budge an inch.

Eler saw this and quickly said to Bianca, "Miss, Doctor Shanks is going to take your pulse."

Bianca lay back down and closed her eyes. "No need forthat. I'm perfectly fine." "If it weren’t for the bowl of tonic

from yesterday, the life of the baby in your womb would still be uncertain." Shanks' hand was still in mid-air, waiting

for Bianca to stretch out her hand.

Bianca was dumbfounded. ’So that was something to stabilize the fetus?'

Eler also advised her, "Miss, he’s just going to take your pulse. So please just listen to him."

Bianca opened her eyes and looked at Shanks' blue eyes. He was a goodlooking man with eyes the color of the

deep sea. He seemed different from Abel.

She was puzzled. 'Why would he work under Abel?'

She glanced at him with a critical gaze and this made Shanks feel irritated. He immediately grabbed her hand and

took her pulse.

Bianca did not fight back and just kept quiet, allowing him to measure her pulse.

Shanks measured her pulse for one whole minute before letting go. He then said coldly, "Signs of instability are

gone."

Hearing his words made Bianca have mixed feelings. She was unsure whether to feel happy or sad. After all, this

baby showed up at the wrong time.

Shanks looked into her eyes and was able to see through her inner feelings. He curled his lips and said cruelly, "With

me around, your baby will be fine. Even if you try to protest by going on a hunger strike, I'll still have my way to

revive you."

Bianca felt a pinch in her heart and stared at him. She asked with a hoarse voice, "Why would you do such a thing?"

"I'm helping Abel realize his plan because Luke deserves to suffer and die," Shanks said.

Bianca fell into despair, and her body kept trembling.

Abel was smoking a cigar and huffed out a puff of smoke. He looked at them and happened to hear Shanks

mentioning his name. "What are you guys talking about?"

Shanks frowned and walked over to him, taking the cigar from Abel. Then, he used his fingers to extinguish the

flame.

"Hey, what the hell are you doing?" Abel spun around and looked at him.

"If you want to have her deliver the baby in one piece, then refrain from smoking here," said Shanks. These cigars

were specifically made by him just to fulfill Abel's inclination for a stronger taste. He included lots of ingredients in

the cigars. Usually, smoking these would not cause any harm but the smoke was fatal to pregnant women and their

babies.

Abel said impatiently, "This is a top-notch cigar. I just won't smoke in here, then. Return it to me."