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

Luca arrived at Mr. Whitlock's office and knocked on the door.

"Come in." Mr. Whitlock's voice came from inside.

Luca opened the door and looked at the office. She noticed that Mr. Whitlock's secretary was reporting on some

work, so she stood at the door to wait for them to finish their conversation before she entered.

After the secretary was done, she turned around and left the office.

Mr. Whitlock greeted Luca, "Come in, Dr. Craw. Take a seat."

Luca nodded slightly and walked in without closing the door. She sat directly opposite him.

Mr. Whitlock glanced at the open door, then withdrew his gaze. Her action was like a warning to him.

The door was open, so he had to be careful with what he said.

Mr. Whitlock had been working in corporate for so long that he would not be threatened by Luca's actions. He stood

up and closed the door.

Luca leaned back in the chair and watched Mr. Whitlock sit back in the chair indifferently.

"Dr. Craw, the final price of your project has been set. Congratulations," Mr. Whitlock said with a smile on his face.

"Thank you. This is thanks to the efforts of all the researchers and the sea of support from the company." Luca's

tone sounded alienated.

Mr. Whitlock looked at her suspiciously. If someone else heard happy news like that, they would have a big smile on

their face. They would not be indifferent like her...

She acted as if the project had nothing to do with her.

"Yeah, the company has given you a lot of resources. Dr. Craw, I don't think you've given enough back to the

company for this project," Mr. Whitlock continued talking.

Luca's indifference was beyond his expectation, but no matter what, he had to force Luca to hand over the data on

hand that same day.

"Mr. Whitlock, you should've read the market analysis of the project and know this project will bring huge profits to

the company sooner or later. The final price of the project in the market is higher than expected. Why do you think

the project's returns to the company aren't enough?" Luca knew what he wanted and simply pretended to be

confused. She silently tapped the back of the phone twice as she spoke.

"I'm not talking about the project. I'm talking about you." Mr. Whitlock stood up and paced in front of the desk,

trying to make it seem like he was on the right. "The company has given you a lot of resources. We gave you an

office and all kinds of money and resources. Yet you're still keeping the data to yourself at this time. Dr. Craw, do

you think you're worthy of the resources the company has given you?"

"I said that I'll make the data public as long as the professors need it but only within the department. Mr. Whitlock,

although the drug is on the market now, the research data is also a company secret. Do you think what I've

disclosed is not enough?" Luca asked.

"Of course, it's not enough! Your department is not the only one in the company." Mr. Whitlock said, "Well, if you

don't want to disclose everything, you can choose to release it for a limited time so that everyone can see the data.

You can also place restrictions so that they can't bring in a camera or phone.”

"Mr. Whitlock, don't you think this is absurd? Why would staff from other departments of the company, who aren't

graduates of biopharmaceuticals, be interested in this data? Are you the one who's interested in the data?" Luca

stood up and did not let him bother her.

Mr. Whitlock's expression changed. "I'm not from biopharmaceuticals and don't understand the data. What do I

want your data for? Dr. Craw, if I hadn't received the request from the person below, I wouldn't have asked you this

three or four times."

"Really? Who requested it?" Luca asked.

"There are many people and departments that asked for it. Anyway, I'm using my role as the general manager to

order you to disclose this data. If you don't disclose it, don't blame me for taking action." Mr. Whitlock was almost

roaring toward the end. His eyes were also a little red because of his terrifying expression.

Luca crossed her hands in front of her chest indifferently and said, "Mr. Whitlock, who do you work for?"

"What?"

"On the surface, your boss is Mr. Crawford, but who's the boss behind you?" Luca asked in a casual tone as she

looked down at her phone screen.

"The boss behind me? What? Don't be nuts. I don't know what you're talking about," Mr. Whitlock snapped at her.

Luca smiled and replied, "I know there's another person behind you. They asked you to get the data, right? What?

They want to copy my data to launch a similar drug and launch a price war to harm Watson Biopharmaceuticals

and T Corporation?"

Mr. Whitlock took a step forward with a dark expression on his face.

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

"It doesn't matter if you won't admit it, but you should know that I've recorded our conversation just now. You're

indeed trying to get your hands on our project data. If my project data is leaked, it must have something to do with

you. Also, if you want to try anything with me, go for it. Let's see if you can succeed." Luca lowered her voice and

warned him.

She was certain that the man behind Mr. Whitlock was not Abel.

If it were Abel, he would just ask her for the data. He did not have the kind of temperament to take such a

troublesome route.

"You!" Mr. Whitlock did not expect her to be so straightforward.

Although he had done a lot of things to get the data before, he did not expect that Luca would shed all pretenses of

cordiality. He narrowed his eyes.