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

The noises the two of them made pissed Oswald off when he was trying hard to figure out what to do. “Shut the

f*ck up!"

The two men stopped talking and turned to look at Oswald.

Oswald massaged his aching temples and said, "We can't hide this, but we can't tell the police either.

We should inform the Mallory family."

"Are we really going to tell the Mallory family about this?" One of the men shivered for a moment.

It was them who failed to protect Pierre. If the Mallory family blamed them for this, they might give them a hard

time.

"We have to. Pierre is on the wanted list now, and he was taken away. We can't hide this from anyone. The Mallory

family won't call the police even if they find out about it. At most, they'll just scold us," analyzed Oswald.

The two men nodded their heads as they listened.

They were not really afraid because the house belonged to Oswald.

Pierre was taken away by someone else in this house, and they had nothing to do with it.

"Oswald, do you have Mr. Pierre's mother's phone number?" asked one of the men.

Oswald was stunned for a moment as he glared at the man who spoke. "How am I supposed to know that?! Look

around and see if they took Mr. Pierre's phone away!"

The man replied, "Oswald, there's nothing we can do even if Mr. Pierre's phone is here... We'll need the passcode to

unlock his phone, and none of us knows the passcode."

"Yes. How are we going to inform the Mallory family?" Another man patted his head. It would be faster to call the

police.

However, they were not allowed to call the police.

"How troublesome. Flynn, get the car. We have to head to Mallory Manor." Oswald pointed at one of the men.

Madam Mallory was the only one who cared about Pierre under such circumstances. They could only look for her.

"Alright, Oswald." Flynn, the man whom Oswald instructed, dared not to be careless. The sooner they informed the

Mallory family about this, the quicker they could get themselves out of trouble.

Before the sun came up, Oswald and another man arrived at Mallory Manor.

Mr. Bennet frowned when he saw the two men dressed like street thugs. When he was about to say something,

Oswald broke the silence. "Hi, I came to see Madam Mallory."

“Madam Mallory isn't up yet. Please come back later," Mr. Bennet replied politely.

“No way. You're the butler, right? Please tell her that we're here. My name's Oswald. Mr. Pierre has been staying at

my house, but someone broke into my house last night. After he drugged me and my friends, he took Mr. Pierre

away," explained Oswald.

“Huh?" Mr. Bennet was shocked for a moment. Then, he sized Oswald up.

Oswald was dressed like a street thug. It was likely that Pierre had indeed been staying at his house.

However, Madam Mallory had secretly informed people from all walks of life to find out where Pierre was. If

someone could provide useful information, she would give a higher reward than what the bounty the police offered.

Hence, many had been coming here and claiming that they knew where Pierre was. Everyone said they had seen

Pierre, and some even said they took him in. Later, it was verified that they were only a bunch of liars.

"What evidence do you have to prove that what you said is true?" Mr. Bennet blocked the door and asked.

Oswald shot a glance at Flynn, who came with him, and asked, “Do you have photos of Mr. Pierre?"

“I never dared to take photos. What if Mr. Pierre thought I was taking a photo of him to tip off the authorities?"

Flynn shook his head. They dared not to take any photos of Pierre.

Oswald stroked his chin and asked Mr. Bennet, “What we said is really true. Do we really have to prove ourselves?"

“Many have come and said the same thing. You may leave if you can't prove it." Mr. Bennet sent them off as he

thought they were only here for Madam Mallory's reward.

Oswald panicked. He could not find any evidence to prove that Pierre had truly been staying at his house. “You're

just a butler. Why are you doing this? What benefit do I get from lying to you?"

“Oswald, should we bring Mr. Pierre's clothes here?" Flynn came up with an idea.

"Are you crazy? Those are cheap clothes. Even Mr. Pierre's biological mother won't be able to determine if they're

his." Oswald pushed the man's temple with his forefinger.

Pierre had fled in a hurry. He did not even bring his clothes and daily necessities along with him.

Hence, Oswald could only help him to get the necessities for him.

Everything Pierre used and every shirt he wore was bought from convenience stores and the stalls selling

counterfeit items near his house. Pierre had even complained to him about it.

Even if he brought those clothes here, the Mallory family would never believe that Pierre had ever worn them.

As Mr. Bennet listened to their conversation, he started to believe that Pierre was really staying at their house.

However, there was no evidence. Even if Mr. Bennet believed what they said, Madam Mallory would not.

"Oh yes, Oswald, didn't Mr. Pierre tell us to run some errands for him?" Flynn suddenly patted his thigh.

It rang a bell, and Oswald remembered what Pierre had asked them to do.

He frowned and hesitated to tell the butler about it.