All Chapters of Twins in Her Womb: Sir President, Please be Gentle: Chapter 211 - Chapter 220

'What's going on? 'Why would searching for 'Bianca Rayne' be a violation of the law?' While Bianca pondered over the question, her colleagues noticed a black Bentley driving into the courtyard with two equally extravagant cars following behind. The cars raised a cloud of dust; they were on sandy, unpaved ground after all. However, the people could not ignore the fact that the cars had consecutive plate numbers. The workers of T Corporation stood up in unison and discreetly put away their phones. They regarded the people who had gotten out of the cars with the utmost seriousness. Jason stepped out of the first car. He walked directly toward Bianca. Bianca stood up. She was still thinking about the comments on the Internet when she heard Jason tell her, "Boss wants you to go over, Ms. Rayne." "…" Bianca did not move. 'If Luke is in the car, why isn't he getting out?' "Don't worry. It's official business," Jason explained. He seemed to understand Bianca's reservations.

"I wanna sleep, Daddy…" Rainie slumped lazily over Luke's shoulder and pouted. Bianca got out of the car. She lifted her head and looked at Luke's profound eyes. The part of her chest that Luke had touched felt swollen and painful. It was more sensitive than the day before. She wondered if it was almost the time of the month, and a brief calculation revealed that it was the case. Luke carried his daughter and looked at his son, who did not seem to be of much use, then looked at Bianca. "Stay here and accompany the children." At the same time, he placed the little girl in the car. Jason had work to do. After all, a boss's assistant had to take care of his boss in addition to his own work and was usually busier than the boss himself. The car was parked in the outskirts of the town, and a five-year-old girl was sleeping inside. No parent would be at ease. Bianca was more than willing to stay back and take care of her daughter, but she glanced at her colleagues who had gather

"It's not that…" Bianca's denial was weak. "I know that even if someone catches us in the act, you have the clout to suppress the news. I'm just a little tired after a full day of work, and I just want to go back to my room and rest." Luke's gaze on her was profound. He leaned close to her, deliberately lowered his voice, and spoke each syllable clearly. "I'm not going to suppress the news if the scandal breaks out. When I saw the news this morning that you are his legally wedded wife, I was so jealous that I was losing my mind. Now that you've appeared on the news with him, do you still mind that you'll have a scandal with me?" Bianca was worried that the children might hear. She might be surprised, but she kept her voice low, "That was just an accident. There's nothing to be jealous of. Don't be childish." She knew that Xavier bore no love for him, and he only forced her into a marriage out of malice. Even if he had a shred of affection for him, there was nothing to be proud of

Bianca put the keys away, changed into slippers, tiptoed into the bedroom, and found two blankets. She draped one over Lanie's body and the other over Rainie, who was sleeping soundly on Daddy's tummy… Bianca was about to walk away when the man on the couch suddenly opened his bloodshot eyes. His eyes looked tired under the angular brow ridge. Blood vessels could be seen at the corners of his eyes. On other days, she would tell her not to work so hard and rest more, out of concern as his employee or as the father of her children. However, Bianca was speechless. Every word that Jason said over the phone lingered in Bianca's mind. "Boss received a dinner invitation after he got back yesterday. He left the two children in the apartment, and no one was around to take care of them… "Boss drank a little too much last night, and we haven't managed to contact him at the hotel…" Luke was wholly unqualified as a single parent. After Luke woke up, Rainie also woke up. After Ra

After the waiters served all the dishes, they left the private restaurant room. The restaurant's service was personalized. The owner did not believe that the customer was always right, and it was up to her if she wanted to serve those that came through the doors. Her customers were either regulars or those whose personalities and mannerisms were to the owner's satisfaction. Of course, they had to be able to afford the food there too. Anyone rude or boorish would not be able to taste the spectacular food of that restaurant. Shakira Neile, the owner, had a temperamental character. She had offended many people in her career, especially the nouveau riche who had money but no manners. She could afford to offend those people. Her husband and son were influential VIPs. Bianca took a few bites and turned to feed Rainie, who was clinging onto her and causing her heart to melt out of tenderness. Even if Rainie threw a tantrum and did not want to eat the delicious food served on the tab