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

Chapter 849 His Stern Face Instantly Turned Ashen

Doubtfully, Jack began to unwrap the mysterious delivery package. It was mysterious because there was no name

or address on it.

Ms. Bosch was worried that it might be a letter bomb or that it might contain harmful substances. She scanned it

and made sure that it only contained paper documents before handing it once more to Jack.

When Jack opened the envelope and read the document, his usually stern face turned ashen, and his body began to

tremble slightly.

He slammed the document on the table, picked up his coat, and rushed back home.

A few days earlier, Luke had obtained several bottles of imported herbal liqueurs.

Bianca gave Old Master Rayne two bottles. She wanted to give two bottles to Old Mr. Norman, but she was busy

with her new business, and she had nearly forgotten about it.

She only remembered it when she happened to glance at the two bottles sitting in the wine cabinet.

Old Mr. Norman was her biological grandfather. Bianca did not have too many interactions with him, but the kind

and wise old man treated her well, and she respected him very much.

That day, Bianca took the two bottles of liqueur and drove to Old Mr. Norman's house.

The old man was still living in his old residence.

His new residence had been designed by Bianca, and it was a major project. Bianca had been busy with handling T

Corporation’s matters for a long while, and the project had been stalled.

Bianca felt guilty about that. She wanted to get an experienced designer from T Corporation to replace her in the

project, but Old Mr. Norman insisted on Bianca. He did not mind waiting for Bianca to be free again so that work

may resume.

Bianca drove the plain-looking Volkswagen through a stately front gate.

Old Mr. Norman's residence was guarded by guards armed with rifles.

The guards saluted Bianca as she drove past them.

A scanner recognized her license plate, and the gate opened automatically.

The wide asphalt road was flanked with pine trees. It seemed that the road had been newly widened.

At the end of the road were several majestic yet aged administrative buildings among blooming flower beds and

trees.

The car drove past the classic-styled administrative neighborhood. Each of the mansions was surrounded by a high

wall with an electrified fence, and behind the mansions were a row of townhouses.

Old Mr. Norman's residence was among the row of mansions in front of the townhouses. There was a grape trellis

in front of the mansion. Grapes were growing in bunches on the vines; those that were almost ripe were a

tantalizing purple-red color, while some were green like emeralds. It was a lively sight.

Bianca had just parked outside the mansion when someone opened the front gate.

She could hear two sets of footsteps walking out.

A caretaker helped an old man walk out of the house. The old man looked at Bianca endearingly. "You're here, my

granddaughter. I've been waiting for you." "Grandpa." Bianca felt a wave of tenderness when she saw Old Mr.

Norman. Didn't I say that you should wait in the house? Why did you come out?" She said.

"You've lost weight, Bianca!" Old Mr. Norman's lips trembled slightly as he looked at Bianca from head to toe.

He wanted to go closer to greet Bianca, but the caretaker stopped him. "It's too hot outside, Sir. Let's go inside the

house, and you can chat with Miss. Ms. Rayne, when Sir got to know that you were visiting, he'd been mumbling

over and over about when you'd come, and he would look at the front gate. He was so worried that you might

suddenly have an emergency and postpone the visit..."

Bianca handed the two bottles to the caretaker and held Old Mr. Norman's arm. "I told you that I'd be coming, and

I'd keep to the promise. You should have waited for me in the living room. It's so hot outside, you shouldn't have

come out."

Then, she helped Old Mr. Norman walk back into the living room.

The air conditioning made her feel a lot more comfortable.

The furnishings in Old Mr. Norman's residence were old-fashioned, but the house was kept clean. There was a retro-

style couch and a painted wooden cabinet.

Several hanging baskets hung from the ceiling. Below them were several stools with miniature palm trees as well as

a bonsai plant.

Behind the Victorian-style partition was the study.

The study's door was ajar. One could see that a variety of paintings were hung on the walls.

Next to the table was a rack that contained a variety of brushes and oil paints.

Everyone knew that Old Mr. Norman loved painting, and Bianca's mother seemed to have picked up the habit from

him.

The caretaker came over carrying a tray with a plate of cut watermelon and a bunch of grapes. Ms. Rayne, these

are the grapes from the trellis outside, and Sir bought the watermelon earlier. They have been refrigerated. I hope

you'll enjoy them." "Thank you, Ma'am. You should eat some too." Bianca handed the biggest slice of watermelon to

Old Mr. Norman.

Old Mr. Norman wagged his hand and pushed the watermelon slice back to Bianca. "You should eat first, Bea. I'm

already old, and I shouldn't eat cold stuff!"

Bianca ate two slices of watermelon and some grapes. Then, she took a napkin and elegantly wiped her mouth.

"Where did you buy the watermelon, Grandpa? It's so sweet! It's the sweetest watermelon I've ever tasted. Also,

the grapes are very sweet too.

They're almost as sweet as champagne grapes."

Old Mr. Norman smiled happily. "Your dad's the one who bought the watermelon. The grapes are indeed a hybrid of

champagne grapes, and I've been tending to them for more than twenty years. If you love it, you can bring some

home." "Thank you, Grandpa. You're so nice to me!" Bianca smiled and answered. She noticed that only Mr.

Norman was at home and could not help but ask, "Where's Grandma?"

She knew that Old Mrs. Norman was not very fond of her, and she would try to get out of the way whenever she

came to visit. Old Mrs. Norman was usually at home, so it was quite surprising that Bianca had not seen her yet.

Just when Bianca finished asking the question, Old Mrs. Norman appeared at the door with Leia holding her elbow...