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

Chapter 679 Good Job, My Son!

Bianca hugged Tommy close to her and smiled superficially at Vincent." Can I help you with anything, Mr. Blatt?"

Vincent had fair skin, and his features were so charming that it could even charm a dog. If he put on a wig and a

dress, he would definitely pass off as a beautiful woman.

However, his sinister personality was a stark contrast with his appearance.

The Blatts had a large extended family that often plotted against each other. It was impressive that Vincent could

emerge from the conflict and gain Old Master Blatt's favor, and it was proof that Vincent was a capable individual.

When it came to deception and trickery, he had surpassed his elders.

"Better offend the devil than Vincent Blatt." That was how the saying went in A City. It showed how terrifying Vincent

was.

Bianca had rejected Vincent's advances. To Vincent, nothing could offend him more.

He had tried to bully T Corporation for the past two years. Fortunately, Bianca had the support of Mr. and Mrs.

Norman to keep the business afloat.

Otherwise, there would have been nothing left of T Corporation.

Vincent leaned on the car window, lit up a cigarette, and stared at Bianca." Can't I come and visit you for the fun of

it? I think that I'm obsessed with you, Ms. Rayne... I wonder why I feel so flustered when I don't get to see you? Tell

me, did you poison me? Have I fallen sick?"

Bianca tried to suppress her anger as she put on a fake smile. "If you think that you've fallen sick, perhaps you

should go to the hospital instead of bothering me. If you drive along this road, you'll find a hospital about half a mile

away from here. Their psychiatry unit is quite well-known. Should I recommend you to a psychiatrist?"

Her mockery was blatant.

Vincent knew Bianca's personality well. He was not angry, but instead, he continued to press his lips and stare at

her. He knew that she would eventually be flustered.

Bianca told herself to be calm, but the words that came out of her mouth were caustic. "Mr. Blatt, I'm already

married with children. Should I show you my marriage certificate to prove that I'm married? Your actions are

bordering on harassment, and that's illegal. Why must you harass a married woman?"

Vincent blew a smoke ring and said flippantly, "I'd like to clarify a few facts with you, Ms. Rayne. Number one, your

so-called husband is already dead, and you are now a widow. If you're a widow, then I have the right to court you.

Number two, I am courting you openly. I am not using any coercive or illegal methods, so how can you say that I'm

harassing you?"

Bianca nearly threw up when she smelled the smoke that he spewed from his mouth.

How strange. She did not hate it when Luke was smoking. In fact, she was quite obsessed with his casual attitude

whenever he smoked. However, she was thoroughly appalled by Vincent's smoking.

Without saying another word, Bianca picked up Tommy and turned around to leave.

Vincent stepped in front of her like a hooligan and grabbed her elbow. "I'd like to treat you to dinner, Ms. Rayne.

Surely you wouldn't decline my offer, right?"

It was the post-work rush hour, and many people were leaving the T Corporation building. Many employees stole

glances, but they dared not step forward and interrupt Vincent and Bianca.

"Let go of me, Vincent Blatt!" Bianca frowned unhappily. She wanted to shove him away.

However, the man was too strong. She could not shake him off.

Bianca was about to break out in a cold sweat.

Just when they were struggling, Tommy, who had been stuck between the adults, suddenly giggled at Vincent and

stretched out his plump arms toward him. "Mister... hug!" "You're a good boy, Tommy, but this mister is a bad

person! You shouldn't let strangers hug you!" Bianca coaxed Tommy patiently.

Vincent flicked his cigarette and raised his eyebrows. He was usually not fond of children, but seeing that the

toddler seemed so cute, obedient, and naive, and how Bianca was so defensive against him, his rebellious spirit

flared. He snatched the toddler from Bianca's arms and hugged him tightly.

The little fellow was so soft and tender, like a round marshmallow. Vincent felt quite peculiar while hugging him.

The toddler was not afraid of strangers at all. Instead, he laughed happily and tried to grab Vincent's ears.

"You..." Bianca was exasperated. She wanted to scold Tommy, but she hesitated when she saw how happy Tommy

was.

"Hey, this little fellow seems to like me. It seems like we can be good friends..." Vincent said smugly.

Before he could finish his sentence, he suddenly felt a warm current splashing on his neck.

Then, he smelled the faint stink of ammonia!

Vincent was stunned for a few seconds. When he came to his senses, the entire street could hear his angry

screeches. "You little b*stard, how dare you wee on me!"

He had just finished yelling when the toddler let out several stinky farts. Immediately after that, something yellow,

slimy, and stinky dropped from the toddler's butt and landed on Vincent's expensive white coat.

"..." Vincent was nonplussed.

'This b*stard kid has gone too far! Not only did he wee on me, but he also pooped on me!'

Bianca was laughing up her sleeve.

'Good job, son! That's how you should treat baddies!'

I'm sorry, Mr. Blatt. My son is still small, and sometimes he can't control himself. I'm sorry that your coat is soiled.

Feel free to use my building’s washroom to clean yourself." Bianca might be apologizing, but she did not hide the

glee in her eyes.

She quickly snatched Tommy from Vincent's arms in case Vincent was overcome by anger.

As Bianca wiped her son's butt, she gently tapped it a few times. "Naughty Tommy!"

Vincent, the clean freak that he was, took off the poop-covered coat instantly and tossed it into a nearby trash can.

"Never mind. I'll be going," he said sullenly.

Vincent glared at Tommy before he left, but the toddler opened his innocent eyes wide and giggled at him. Vincent

was angry, but he was not going to release his anger on a toddler.

'Never mind. I shouldn't pick a fight with a brat.’

Defeatedly, he got into his car, started the engine, and sped away.

After Bianca cleaned Tommy up, she kissed him and laughed.

'Nice assist, my son! You've done a good job!'