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

Chapter 927 She Wants to Utterly Ruin Bianca

Maxine glanced at the couple disdainfully. She would have driven them out of the private room if not that she had

important business.

Hera could sense her disdain. She cleared her throat and whispered into Harvey’s ear.

"You said that you have some dirt on Bianca. What is it?" Maxine asked impatiently.

Earlier that day, Hera read a post in the local forum. Someone was paying a high price for any dirt on Bianca

Rayne.

After meeting Bianca while on vacation, Hera's luck took a turn for the worse. She lost a fortune at the casino, and

Harvey did not help her. She happened to be in dire need of money, so she told that person that she was Bianca's

classmate in junior high and that she had a lot of dirt on Bianca.

She did not expect it to work. Someone contacted her and asked her to meet face-to-face.

Hera smiled. "What kind of dirt do you want?" "Something that can ruin her." Maxine's gaze was sinister. She gritted

her teeth hatefully when she thought of Bianca's face.

"That'll depend on how much money you can give me." Hera saw that Maxine was dressed in luxury clothes. Even if

she were a sugar baby, she did not seem to be lacking in money. Hera would not hesitate to make up facts as long

as Maxine paid her.

After all, this was probably the only time they would meet.

Maxine saw the greed on Hera's face. She took out a checkbook and wrote down a string of numbers. "That

depends on what you can offer me. I can give you whatever you want."

Hera was discreetly shocked when she saw the figure on the check. 'Wow, her sugar daddy must be loaded,’ she

thought.

"You're too generous. Don't worry, I'll surely be able to satisfy your curiosity.

Hera kept the check securely. That amount was enough to repay her debts.

She handed Maxine a USB drive. "Everything that you want is in here." "A USB drive?" Maxine frowned.

She did not have a laptop on hand, and she could not verify the contents of the USB drive.

"The meetup was called in short notice, and I didn't have the time to print out everything, so I saved everything in

here," Hera explained. Right, why do you want dirt on that pathetic worm?" "That's none of your business," Maxine

held the USB drive in her hand and warned Hera, "The information in the USB drive better be true. Otherwise, you'll

regret it." "Of course it's true. It's the dirtiest dirt I have on her. If you want more, we can strike another deal..." "I

only want the dirtiest ones." Maxine stood up. The information in the USB drive should be enough to utterly ruin

Bianca.

If Luke found out about Bianca's dirt, would he keep her by his side?

Maxine walked toward the door with a sinister expression on her face.

The room door opened, and her subordinate came in with a bottle of Macallan whisky.

"Miss?” Her subordinate looked at her in confusion.

Maxine did not want to stay in the room for another second and see the appalling couple make out with each other.

"Give the whisky to them. I'm not drinking it," she said.

"Yes." The subordinate placed the bottle on the table. ”A present from the Young Miss."

Harvey's eyes opened wide when he saw the label. His drinking friends had introduced him to the brand, and it was

too expensive even for him.

He realized that Maxine was incredibly rich.

After the subordinate put the bottle on the table, he turned around and left with Maxine.

Hera was overjoyed after receiving the money. She shouted at Maxine's back, "Nice doing business with you, Ms.

Douglas. I have more dirt on Bianca, and you can contact me again if you're interested."

After the door closed, Hera massaged her face. The botox and hyaluronic acid injections seemed to have mixed

together when she smiled a little too hard earlier.

Harvey stared at the bottle of whisky greedily. "Who is she, my dear?" "Maxine Douglas. Do you know her?" Hera

studied the name on the check. She had no impression of that name.

"I've never heard of an influential Douglas family in A City," Harvey said.

Harvey would know the names of the ultra-rich people in A City, even if he had not met them before. However, he

could not think of anyone with that surname.

"Why, are you interested in her?" Hera said unhappily.

She would not have bothered with Harvey if not that he was rich.

"My dear, do you know how much this bottle of whisky costs?" Harvey hugged Hera with his oily hands.

Hera did not know. She was a minor Internet celebrity, and she was mildly acquainted with the high life because of

her previous boyfriends.

"How would I know? The packaging looks expensive though," she mumbled, "Why, do you know about it?" "It costs

six digits." Harvey was almost drooling as he stared at the bottle.

"It's that expensive?" Hera finally understood why Maxine said that earlier. Maxine's drinks were on another level

compared to what Hera and Harvey drank.

No wonder Maxine had been looking at them with disdain.

"That woman is generous, and she knows how to enjoy life." Harvey was quite impressed.

"How good can she be? She's probably used goods after sleeping with so many old men. I don't know why you're so

impressed with her." Hera was instantly unhappy. She did not want her boyfriend to appreciate other women.

Harvey thought that what she said made sense and tried to comfort her." That's right. My dear is the most loyal and

virtuous woman."

Hera felt a little guilty when she heard that. She had lied to him before they had gone steady.

"Alright, I don't need your flattery. Let's go, Harvey." She wanted to cash in the check.

"Where are we going? We still have a bottle of fine whisky." Harvey was not planning on going anywhere. He desired

to taste the whisky.

"We can ask for a refund and drink something else when we get home." Hera thought that it was a waste if Harvey

drank that expensive whisky.

"We're in a high-class establishment, my dear, and it'd be embarrassing if we ask for a refund. Here, let's finish the

bottle, then we'll spend the night in the hotel upstairs. What do you think?" Harvey smiled as he groped her.

Hera slapped his hand away. "Eww!" She mumbled.

Harvey opened the bottle, and the fragrance of the whisky spread throughout the entire room. He poured a glass

for himself and another for Hera.

"Here, my dear. The whisky is very strong, and you'll have to sip it slowly to enjoy the full flavor. Here, let me feed

you."

Hera took a sip as she curled up in Harvey’s arms. She pushed the glass away. "I'm not used to drinking this,

Harvey."