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

Luca was aware of the situation she was in and knew that she had to hand it over...

She opened the briefcase. Under the watchful eyes of Abel and Bailey, she took out the document.

Luca's hand trembled slightly the moment she handed it over. Once this document was in their hands, it was

inevitable that T Corporation would suffer losses.

It was not the potential loss that T Corporation would face that she was uncomfortable with. After all, Luke could

easily make up for the loss.

Moreover, even if she did not hand it to Bailey, Abel had another copy in his hands.

As such, there was no other way around it.

Luca was sad because she would be the one causing T Corporation to make a loss.

A greedy smile appeared on Bailey's face. He reached out to take the document in her hand. He glanced at it and

confirmed that it was the formula.

He snapped his fingers to his subordinate.

His subordinate started to type on the computer.

Bailey explained, "It's too troublesome to bring a large case of cash. I'll transfer it to you through my Swiss account.

Don't worry, it's very safe."

"I've always been comfortable doing business with you." Abel raised his glass.

Bailey also raised his glass, clinked it, took a sip of red wine, and looked at Luca wantonly.

After they finished their glass of wine, the money had been credited to Abel's account.

Abel confirmed that the money had been transferred, then stretched out his hand and said, "Mr. Bailey, it was a

pleasure working with you."

"It was a pleasure to work with you too. The formula I just got from you will make me a lot of money," Bailey said.

"Remember, you have to apply for a patent and go public before the timing I mentioned. Otherwise, I can't

guarantee what will happen after that." Abel reminded him.

"Sure thing. All our research and data are ready. We were just waiting for the formula. This is wonderful!" Bailey

said. He was more than ready to make a fortune. His gaze fell on Luca again as he said, "Mr. Abel, your female

subordinate is beautiful." "The women on our island are all beautiful," Abel said with a smile. The corners of his

mouth twitched with malicious intent.

"No, she's different. Your female subordinates who I met before are not as beautiful as her," Bailey said. He did not

conceal his interest in Luca.

Luca frowned. 'The deal is over. Can I go now?'

She could not leave since Abel had not said anything.

When he heard Bailey's words, Abel smiled more wantonly. "Mr. Bailey, I didn't know that you like faces like hers.

Ivana, come and have a drink with Mr. Bailey."

Luca indifferently turned him down. "My job scope doesn't include being an escort!"

"Your job scope? Your job scope is determined by me. If I tell you to have a drink with Mr. Bailey, that's what you'll

do!" Abel slammed the wine glass on the coffee table and looked furious.

Bailey was more interested when he saw how stubborn Luca was. "Mr. Abel, don't be angry. She's different from the

other women I've met. She's a little shy, and I like her because of it. Why don't you have her spend a night with

me?"

"What if she won't?" Abel asked.

"She's your subordinate. Will she dare to disobey you?" Bailey wondered if Abel would let her spend the night with

him.

"There's a rule on our island. If anyone doesn't want to accept the order I give, they can choose not to obey after

they stab themselves," Abel said and threw a Swiss knife on the table.

Luca knew that he wanted her to make a choice.

If she chose to stab herself with the Swiss knife, she would not have to spend the night with Bailey.

Bailey looked at the sharp Swiss knife and said proudly, "What an interesting rule. It must be very painful to stab

oneself with such a sharp knife?"

"Of course, we'd choose to stab at the spots with the least nerves, and at the same time, it won't hurt the vital

organs. Very few will choose this punishment," Abel said. 'Except for Luca.'

Even if she had yet to choose, he knew that Luca would rather choose the knife than Bailey.

That was because she would never betray Luke.

He did it on purpose to see how far Luca would go for Luke.

"I'm a person who has compassion for women. Ms. Ivana, if you choose me, you'll suffer less and have a lot to gain.

Choose me." Bailey was very confident that she would choose him.

After all, compared to getting stabbed, there were some benefits she could gain from choosing him. He believed

that no woman could withstand such a temptation.

Abel did not say anything. He just looked at Luca.

Without any hesitation, Luca picked up the Swiss knife and said, "I choose the Swiss knife."

In an instant, Abel showed an expression indicating that he had predicted it all along. On the other hand, Bailey was

stunned.

"Ms. Ivana, am I so terrible?" This was the first time he had been rejected by a woman.

Abel shook his head and said, "Mr. Bailey, it's not because you're terrible but her heart belongs to a man. Women

can make any sacrifice for their lovers and won't betray them. Do you get it?” "I thought that this kind of love was

extinct." Bailey watched Abel take the Swiss knife. He stood up and did not stop him. Since he could not get her, he

was happy to settle for watching her suffer.

"It's not extinct. I'm one of those who have such a love as well," Abel said. If it were not for Kassy, he would not

have planned this for so long.

Luca did not show any fear as she watched him open the Swiss knife.

Abel was ruthless and stabbed the knife into Luca's lower left rib.

Pain spread from the wound in an instant. Luca lowered her head. Without fear, she watched the clean knife go in

and come out stained with blood.

Blood spilled from the wound.

Abel held the knife and wanted to see the look of pain on Luca's face. However, the woman was too stubborn and

did not show any emotions.

He felt that it was not enough, so he stabbed her in the side again.

Bailey was taken aback by his action. "Isn't it only once?"

"This second stab is because I'm dissatisfied with the speed at which she's carrying out her mission. Ivana, I don't

have much patience. You have to hurry up. When I ask for something and you don't have it, you know what'll

happen." Abel drew his knife.

The blood from the knife splattered on the floor.

Luca lowered her head and looked at the blood on the floor. Her clothes were also stained with blood.

She was secretly thankful that she was wearing black, so no matter how much blood spilled out of her, it would not

be that obvious.

Blood continued to pour out of her body. She looked at Abel and asked, "Anything else?"

Abel looked at the amount of blood she was bleeding. If she was stabbed again, she would likely lose too much

blood and fall to the floor.

If she had no value to him, he would stab her again.

However, at the moment, Luca was still useful to him.

As such, he did not want to get into too much trouble. He threw the knife on the coffee table and said, "Don't think

about betraying me. I know everything that you're doing."