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

Chapter 1088 Bianca Is Found

Eler seemed to be in a daze. It took her a while to come to her senses after hearing Bianca's voice. She nodded and

said, "I've brought you the medicine, Miss."

Bianca knew that she was behaving like that because she had met Shanks. "Bring it to me," she said.

To ensure that the baby was safe, she tried not to get out of bed.

Eler handed her the medicine.

Bianca opened it and downed it without complaint. To her, the most important thing now was keeping the baby

safe.

By now, she had some affection for the baby.

Eler brought Bianca a glass of water after Bianca finished the medicine." Please wash your mouth."

Thanks," Bianca said. She finished the water and handed the glass back to Eler.

Miss..." Eler wanted to say something.

"Is it about Shanks?" Bianca could instantly tell what she wanted to say.

’Mm. I think that I'm useless." Eler was dejected.

Bianca sighed. "Useless" was not the correct term to describe someone in love, but she had to admit that Eler fell in

love with the wrong person.

"Come and read with me, Eler." Bianca did not comfort Eler, but instead, she pointed at the books next to the bed.

Amur had helped her obtain those books; most of them were in Russian, and she had to read them slowly with the

help of a dictionary.

Eler thought that Bianca would offer her some words of comfort, but Bianca had asked her to read instead. She

could see that Bianca was focused on her book, so she did not want to disturb her with relationship matters.

Everyone had something that troubled them, and no one was obligated to listen to other people's troubles. Eler sat

down beside Bianca and started reading too.

In A City, winter came and left. Spring passed, and soon, it was summer.

Crisp green buds were thriving on the branches that extended into the balcony. Luke was standing there. He

seemed dejected like an old man. Nothing seemed to cheer him up.

Bianca had been missing for nine months. Nothing eventful happened in that time, nor did he manage to find her.

She seemed to have disappeared without leaving a trace behind. The police had given up on the search, and he

stopped receiving any replies to his announcements.

Even so, Luke did not give up on the search.

He reached out and snapped the twig. "Where are you, Bea?" He mumbled softly.

His phone rang. Luke crushed the twig in his hand and tossed it on the floor, then answered the call. "Speak."

Boss, our men seem to have found Madam..." Jason sounded agitated over the call. He dared not speak confidently

in case the person was not Bianca and Luke blamed him for it.

Luke's gaze turned profound. He paused there for a moment. He had heard the same line many times. Despite

every search ending in disappointment, he never gave up hope every time he heard that.

Boss?" Jason called out.

"Where is it?" Luke's voice was unexpectedly hoarse.

"It's in a village in D City. Someone there said that many features of that person matched. Should we go over there,

Boss?" Jason asked.

"We leave now.’ Luke ended the call and drove toward his private airstrip.

He was always so nervous whenever he went to search for Bianca.

Jason had already arranged for the flight. The airplane was waiting for Luke.

Luke immediately boarded the plane with Jason following behind. He was tapping on his phone screen to make

arrangements in D City.

Two hours later, the airplane landed at D City Airport. Luke got off the plane, and there was already a car waiting.

"Go directly to the location," Luke said.

"Yes!" The driver replied.

Jason's phone beeped, and he took it out to look. At first, he was ecstatic, but he soon became stunned.

“What's the news?" Luke slapped his thigh. He saw the change in Jason's expression.

Boss, our men have found the woman and have sent her photo over, but..." Jason stopped mid-sentence.

"It's not Bea?" Luke spoke in a low voice. The same thing happened many times over the past nine months.

"She looked very similar to Madam, but they found her in the red-light district." Jason did not hide the information.

He passed his phone to Luke.

The red-light district...

Luke's eyes opened wide when he heard that. He felt a chill spread through his body starting from the soles of his

feet.

The woman in the photo indeed looked like Bianca, but she looked like a stranger...

Luke did not think that he knew her.

"Boss..." Jason called out worriedly.

If the woman in the photo was indeed Bianca Rayne and she was found in the red-light district, it might mean that

she was forced to do certain things against her will.

If that were true, Luke did not want to think of the things she had been through!

Luke closed his eyes and said, "Drive." "Yes!" Jason told the driver the address, then looked at Luke worriedly.

Half an hour later, the driver arrived at the location.

Luke got out of the car and looked at the so-called red-light district. The buildings were worn and dilapidated, as

though they would collapse at any moment. The garish signs indicated that those were places where men could

find entertainment. It was an appalling sight.

"Where is she?" Luke became nervous. He wanted to confirm it for himself.

Jason made a call. A while later, a bodyguard came out of a building on the left. He came up to them and said

courteously, "The woman is over there, Boss.’

They had surveyed the location several times, but they dared not confirm that the woman was Bianca. That was

why they had been referring to her as "the woman."

Luke and Jason went over together.

The building did not have an elevator. The few people walked up the stairs and were greeted by lurid and vulgar

posters and photographs.

Luke became even more nervous. He did not expect Bianca would appear there.

"This is the place, Boss," the bodyguard said.

Luke went in and heard a woman shriek. "Ahh! Who are you? Let me go!"

He frowned when he heard the shrill and raspy voice.

'This isn't Bianca. The voice definitely doesn't belong to Bianca,' he felt oddly relieved.

Bianca had a soothing voice, while the woman had an unbearably raspy voice.

What's going on? Is that another woman?" Jason asked the bodyguard.

"There's only that woman here. She has a scar on her throat, as though her vocal cords were destroyed," the

bodyguard explained.