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

"Alright, one moment, please." The waiter who brought in the wine went back out to prepare the A- meals and

snacks.

Meanwhile, the floor manager was at a loss on how to salvage the situation with a long face.

What else could he do if Percy refused to have any of the food and beverages he served?

It was not like he could vacate the room for them by chasing Percy out while he was in the middle of drinking.

The waiter served all the food Percy wanted in swift motions.

"Alright, you can all go out now." Percy made a gesture, indicating that their service was no longer needed here.

"Mr. Mallory." The floor manager had something to say.

"Get out," Percy ordered once again with an annoyed expression.

The floor manager had no choice but to follow the waiter out of the private room.

Jason frowned at the sight of the amount of alcohol. "Mr. Mallory, will you be able to finish this much wine?"

"Who said anything about finishing everything? I'll open one bottle at a time, and I'll just bring the leftovers back

home if I can't finish everything. I have no intention of coming back to Bibbler's Tale anyway," said Percy. Whenever

a new batch of high-quality wine was brought into Bibbler's Tale, he was the first to be informed. Hence, he had

bought all these wines beforehand and stored them here.

Not only did wine storage come with charges of its own, but the cost of all this wine was expensive too. Percy had

no intention of letting them off lightly as he was dissatisfied with the service here.

Jason did not want to drink on an empty stomach, so he picked up the A-meal and started eating. "Mr. Mallory, I

know they're at fault, but I don't think it's necessary..."

He noticed that the floor manager had hung his head low and looked as though he was about to cry just now.

"You might not know this, but Mr. Mallory is not someone to be trifled with." Luke picked up another A- meal too.

Bianca used to urge him to eat something before drinking so that he would not drink on an empty stomach.

Although Luca would not say anything if she found out he did it again, she would still be angry at him.

"Nonsense." The reason why Percy was upset was that the private room he had reserved was given to Pierre.

He was not one to be petty, but he could not help it when it came to his brother as he hated his guts.

The door of the private room was pushed open, and Jim walked in. He looked at the three people eating and asked,

“Why are you in this room? Aren't you supposed to be in the VIP private room?"

When the waiter brought him to this room, he thought that they had made a mistake.

Moreover, the waiter had even confirmed with him whether he was going to Percy's or Pierre's room. He said

Percy's name confusedly.

Jim noticed that Percy was not looking too good, so he said with a smile, "Mr. Holston, someone took away the

private room that Mr. Mallory booked."

"Are you for real?" Jim laughed. Who in A City would dare disrespect Percy?

"That's enough. Don't bring it up anymore. We can talk about other things." Percy looked mad.

"Who did it?" asked Jim as if he did not hear a word Percy said.

"Pierre," Jason said in a softer voice.

Although the loud music in the room could drown out all the other soft noises, Jim could still read his lips.

"Him? No wonder the waiter asked me if it was Pierre or Percy." Jim sat on the couch and teased Percy, "Haven't

you been tolerating your brother all this while? Are you not able to tolerate him any longer?"

"Tolerate? It's the waiter who made a mistake," Percy said with a frown.

"They didn't do it on purpose." Jim understood how he felt. In the past, whenever Pierre was mentioned, everyone

would be reminded that he had Percy behind him.

"Enough. Have you eaten? Should I order some food for you too?" Percy asked.

"No, thanks. I had dinner at home before coming here. Home-cooked food is always the best," Jim bragged on

purpose.

"You sound as if we don't have home-cooked meals too," Percy muttered. He came out with Luke, so he did not go

home for dinner.

"Does Nina know how to cook?" Jim asked as Nina's cooking had left a lasting impression on him.

When he brought Scarlett and Simon to Percy's house as guests, the maid just so happened to be on leave, so Nina

had to prepare lunch on a whim.

In the end, they had to order takeout.

"Not being able to cook doesn't mean I can't eat home-cooked meals. I can go to your place or Luke's place. His

woman's cooking is delicious too," Percy said like a rascal.

"If he doesn't chase you out, that is." Jim glanced at the wine on the table and said with a frown, "Why did you order

so much wine? Are you having trouble with your love life?"

"Bah, watch your mouth! These are the wines I stored here. I'll take them away if I can't finish them, so just open up

whichever bottle you'd like to drink." Percy was being generous.

"Well, don't mind if I do," said Jim. Scarlett did not like it when he drank, so he would usually stay away from it

unless necessary.

However, which man did not enjoy drinking?

He even informed Scarlett of the name of the bar on purpose. He only came after she agreed.

Otherwise, he would have to talk to them while drinking something else.

Jim chose a foreign wine and picked up the wine opener, but he could not get it to open. Percy said, “This wine

requires them to use a professional wine opener. Let them do it." “I'll go out," said Jim as he stood up and walked

out with the wine bottle.

Percy looked at him walking away and muttered, “Married men are indeed different. He was even going to open the

wine bottle himself."

Jim turned around to make a gesture at him, then he walked out of the private room.

There was no waiter standing at the door, so he had to walk farther away. He decided to ask the bartender at the

bar to open it for him.

After the bartender helped him, Jim noticed Jean walking into the VIP private room while he was on his way back.

He was somewhat aware of the things Jean had done to Nina.

Now, he knew that Pierre was in the VIP private room. He raised his eyebrows and walked back to their room.

“Is it open?" Percy asked as he was almost done with his meal.

“It's open, and I just saw that brother-in-law of yours outside, Jean," said Jim while he gathered four wine glasses to

pour the wine.

"Jean? Are you sure you're not mistaken? How could he spend money here?" Percy frowned.

“He doesn't have the money to spend here, but he entered the VIP private room, and..." Jim paused for a moment

as he recalled. Then, he said, “The way he's dressed is different from before as if he's gotten rich. It can't be that

your brother is cooking up a scheme to get your woman again, right?"

“I won't let him get away with it," said Percy as he picked up a glass of wine and took a sip.

“I remember seeing him wear a thousand-dollar watch. Could it be that he has really gotten rich?" Jim knew little

about Jean's situation, but how could someone who lived off his parents wear a thousand- dollar watch?