Semua Bab Twins in Her Womb: Sir President, Please be Gentle: Bab 951 - Bab 960

"Louis is quite egoistic. We shouldn't interfere in his family matters." Louis took the book from Rainie's hands and underlined the difficult words. He and Louis were brothers, and they knew each other's personalities well. Bianca nodded. She sat next to Rainie and listened to her read. In Louis's bedroom on the second floor, Yuri hugged Thea and gently coaxed her. The little girl was crying miserably in Yuri's arms. Her huge eyes were blurred with tears, which made people pity her. "Alright, don't cry. I'll buy a ballet dress for you." Yuri was angry after hearing what her daughter said. Louis was inferior to Luke in every aspect. He could not even afford a custom-made ballet dress for her daughter. 'Our daughter wouldn't want something that Rainie can't wear, you good-for-nothing!' She cursed in her heart as she listened to the heart-rending sobs of her daughter. "Mommy, I want a better dress than Rainie's dress." Thea did not want to be outdone. "Of course. Your dr

Bianca's hand was enveloped in warmth. The pain seemed to have subsided a little. She shook her head. "Maybe I accidentally tore it when I packed it…" Luke frowned hard. The tailor store had been renowned for generations. Their handiwork should have been better than that. Bianca knew that Luke was suspecting someone. However, she considered that Thea was only a child, and the little girl might be afraid that the adults would scold her. Bianca decided not to say it. Rainie came out of the changing room. She would be going on stage after the current performance. "Thank you, Mommy." Rainie hugged Bianca. Bianca hugged her and said, "I'll be in the audience with Daddy cheering you. Do your best, Rainie. You're our precious little princess." "Yes, Mommy!" Rainie hugged her again. She looked at Luke, who gave her an encouraging glance. Then she went to the area behind the stage. Bianca took Luke's hand and left the backstage area. They returned to the audience seats. Bian

Sue shook her head indignantly. "Not good. Ever since that incident, we've received far fewer orders. Some clients would rather pay the penalty for breach of contract than let us do the design for them." Bianca was not too flustered, knowing what those people were thinking. "How does it compare to the previous month?" "It's at least a forty-percent decrease. We're not a big company, and there are several designers without any work on hand. Even St. Heckler Hotel is already looking for another company," Sue reported. St. Heckler Hotel was a three-star hotel construction project in A City. It took Bianca a lot of effort to convince them, but Riley's incident happened right before they were about to sign the contract. She was not at liberty to continue negotiations, so she delegated the task to Sue and Nina. "Have they signed the contract with the other design company?" Bianca asked. "No, they're still negotiating. I've heard that the company is charging a high price, which is

Mr. Steven took a step forward in front of Bianca, sniffed the air in front of her, hugged her waist brazenly, and smiled. "Yes, we can talk about the price. After all, your company seems quite capable. So how much will it be, Ms. Rayne?" Bianca turned her head away in disgust when she saw his oily, sausage-like lips leaning close to her face. She discreetly distanced herself and said, "We can talk about it, Mr. Steven. How about if we sit down and talk?" "Alright, alright, alright. Sit on my lap and we'll talk." Mr. Steven prepared to sit down while hugging her. Nina stepped in between the two. Mr. Steven let go of Bianca and hugged Nina instead. He did not mind that. After all, both of them were beautiful. He smiled at Nina and said, "Would you rather sit on my lap, Ms. Langdon?" After many drinks, all Mr. Steven wanted was to cop a feel. Nina was appalled, but she would rather Mr. Steven take advantage of her than her good friend. "How about if we give you a five percent

Percy's body temperature turned warmer as he pulled off his tie impatiently. The smile on Nina's mouth carried a touch of mockery. She was well aware of what was coming next. She stood up and took off her coat with one hand. "I reek, I'll go wash up first." She was still sober. As the most special character around him, she was well aware of his likes and dislikes. Percy hated women who smelled like alcohol. She planned to take a quick shower before they got down to business. Percy gave her a push and she landed on the sofa. "No need, I want you right now!" After an hour, Nina was exhausted and lay on the sofa. She watched him dress himself up and leave. She slowly let out a sigh when she heard the sound of his car driving away. In Percy's heart, she was nothing more than a tool. Her status was lower than that of bottle girls in the nightclubs. Bottle girls could choose which customers they wanted to accompany. They had money in their pockets and were