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

Chapter 804 Ludicrous Demand

About ten minutes later, Allison entered the T Corporation building through a secret entrance. Her current

appearance could only be described as pathetic.

Her usually fair and well-maintained face was now black and blue and swollen all over.

Her impeccably permed hair was also in a mess. Her arms and elbows were covered in bruises and bloody streaks.

Even one of her high heels had gone missing.

Jason nearly burst into laughter when he saw Allison's appearance.

However, he had to put on a serious face so that he would not embarrass his boss's mother. "Why did you come to

the company, Madam? You should’ve stayed at home." He pretended to be shocked. "The crowd outside is

uncontrollable, and it's easy for you to get hurt. Did you forget that Mr. Crawford was seriously injured just last

week?"

He knew that there must be a reason why Allison would appear at the T Corporation building. Usually, when she

wanted money, she would have made a phone call instead.

Allison tried to straighten her messy hair.

She quickly glanced at the injuries on her body, then glared at Jason. "If you know that things are so serious, why

haven't you thought of a solution yet? Is T Corporation paying all you higher management ingrates for nothing? I

say, what have you done except for wasting my son's money? Look at what the violent mob did to me. If you hadn't

arrived in time, I might have just died right there!"

Jason lowered his head. "Yes, Madam. I humbly accept your criticism. We will soon find a solution, don't worry..."

Allison remained unconvinced. "What do you mean by soon? T Corporation is so big, so why are you so inefficient?

Paying compensation to the victims 1 families is a small matter. You can't let the incident tarnish T

Corporation's reputation! Every minute you delay means that my son has to suffer for another minute! You'll have

to solve the problem by today!"

Jason nodded and said nothing. He knew that Allison's appearance at T Corporation meant nothing but trouble, and

he would be the one to clean up the mess. To be honest, he was quite sick of dealing with her.

However, he was only a subordinate, and he could not talk back. He smiled dryly but said nothing.

Allison grumbled for a while before she shut up. After all, Jason was the one who contacted the finance department

to give her money.

"Is Luke in, Mr. Doyle?" She tried to sound less hostile even though she was not too satisfied with Jason.

Jason nodded instantly. "Yes, The boss is here. This way please, Madam. However, he should still be in the

conference room in a meeting with the higher management..."

Allison stepped forward toward the CEO's office. "I'll wait for Luke in his office then." "Alright. Madam, do you want

to clean yourself up in the bathroom? How about I buy some clothes for you from the shopping mall downstairs?"

"Never mind. I'll meet him like this. I want him to see what the violent peasants did to me! I believe that my son will

help me arrest them all!"

Then, she limped in the direction of the CEO’s office.

Jason shook his head once again. Mr. Crawford was thoroughly occupied with dealing with the fallout of the tragedy

of The Galleria. It was a bad time for Allison to look for him, and Jason guessed that he would be unhappy.

Even so, Jason quickly made a cup of tea for Allison. He would rather not offend Allison in case she started

complaining again.

More than three hours later, Allison was falling asleep in the office. Luke slowly came out of the conference room.

He saw Jason at the door, holding a place of delicately cut fruit and a glass of fruit juice.

Luke frowned, then pushed open the door to the CEO's office.

Allison was reclining cross-legged on the wide couch with a fashion magazine in her hand and chewing a piece of

pineapple in her mouth. She seemed to be quite relaxed, though the bruises on her limbs were quite shocking.

"Why are you here, Mother?" Luke's eyebrows furrowed even more tightly when he saw her, and his tone of voice

was cold.

Luke understood that the mob outside had caused the injuries on his mother's arms.

However, he had already warned her to keep a low profile and try to stay indoors whenever possible. If she went

out, she should bring some bodyguards with her. His mother was used to living a carefree lifestyle, and she always

ignored his advice, which troubled him quite a lot.

"I miss you, Luke. Can't I come and visit you?" Allison put away the magazine in her hand and sat up straight.

She could not shift her eyes away once they fell on Luke. He was tall and elegant, and he walked with a firm stride.

Allison thought that he became more handsome every time she saw him, even though he was frowning. He was so

much better than Zachary, that useless father of his.

Her son was an outstanding man and a genius entrepreneur. No wonder so many women fell for him!

Allison ignored her son's ice-cold demeanor and put on a superficial smile. "I miss you, my son." "You miss me?

Heh."

A sarcastic smile appeared on Luke's thin and sexy lips. "I was in the hospital for an entire week, and only my wife

took care of me day and night. I don't think I've ever seen you there... I'm sure that you must be very busy, Mother.

I didn't expect that you're free to visit me today."

The smile on Allison's face froze. "What... what do you mean? I happened to be under the weather last week. You

know that I caught the flu, right? I didn't want to pass on the germs to you. If... if you don't trust me, go and ask

Johann. I got the flu medicine from him."

Luke interjected him, "Enough nonsense, Mother. Why are you here? I have no time for your riddles."

Allison choked when she looked at Luke's stern face.

She hesitated for a while before stating her reason sheepishly. "I'm... I'm a little tight lately. I almost can't afford to

pay my caretakers, not even after I've tried to be thrifty. Can you give me some... some..."

Luke remained impassive. "How much do you want?"

Allison was delighted. She raised three fingers and said, "It's not much, I want... thirty million..."

Luke frowned. "Do you think that our financial situation is as healthy as before? We're still raising funds to

compensate the victims' families, but you want thirty million dollars. That's not very appropriate. Don't you think

so?"