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Twins in Her Womb: Sir President, Please be Gentle novel Chapter 946

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Old Master Crawford chuckled. The two children loved their mother very much.

Tommy also tugged Old Master Crawford's pant leg.

Old Master Crawford lowered his head and looked at the little boy. "Do you have anything to tell me, Tommy?"

"Great-Grandpa, if you scold Mommy like that again, I won't play with you anymore!"

The three children looked at their great-grandfather determinedly.

Old Master Crawford looked at the three children and shook his head helplessly. "Looks like you don't respect your great-grandpa after all."

Lanie corrected him, "We respect you, and we love you, Great-Grandpa, but we'll have to point out your mistake."

Since young, Luke had told Lanie that he should be righteous and just.

Lanie thought that Old Master Crawford had not been just.

"Alright, alright, I was wrong. I won't do that next time." Old Master Crawford felt comforted by the determination in Lanie's eyes.

The Crawford family needed people like him to pass on the family legacy.

Luke was a successful educator.

Bianca went into the room and replaced the bedding.

The servant cleaned the room every day. All Bianca had to do before she rested on the bed was to change the bedding.

Right after she took the bedding from the closet, Luke took the blanket from her hands. "Allow me to do it."

Bianca smiled. "It's fine. It's not heavy anyway."

Luke took the bedding to the bed. The servant was not going to let them do the chores; she quickly came in and said, "Please let me do it, Sir."

Bianca took Luke's hand and walked out of the room.

They did not go downstairs. Instead, they went to the balcony on the second floor.

Luke took her hand and sat down on the rattan chair, and Bianca sat down on his right.

The potted plants on the balcony were thriving. The sunlight was gentle, and a warm breeze made the curtains flutter gently. As the two people sat there, the scene was as beautiful as a painting.

"We haven't sat together so peacefully for a long time." Bianca and Luke's hands intertwined. She smiled gently, rested her head on his shoulder, and enjoyed the tranquil moment.

T Corporation was negatively affected by Riley's incident, and its share prices had fallen.

Luke had to get up early every morning to go to work. Bianca felt sorry for him that she could not do anything about it.

As the work in the company increased, the couple spent less time together. However, she had no complaints and did her best to take care of the children.

She did not expect that Riley's incident would be resolved the next time that they could sit together and enjoy a moment of peace.

Luke draped his arm over her shoulder and randomly tickled her arm. "I'll spend more time sitting together with you in the future, but…"

Bianca turned her head and looked at his sculpted chin and his firm lips that were curled upward in a familiar smile.

She knew what he was thinking.

Luke lowered his head and said, "We shouldn't waste our personal time sitting here. How about if we go back to the bedroom?"

Bianca blushed and pushed his chest away. "It's still daytime, and you're already thinking of frivolous things. It's a good thing that there's no one around us. Otherwise, they'll make fun of you."

Susan elegantly put down her cutlery and wiped the corners of her mouth. "The roast chicken today is excellent, and it tastes just like the usual. It's not your fault, but someone here isn't used to home-cooked dishes after tasting exotic delicacies."

Allison bristled when she heard those words.

Susan was implying that Allison did not belong to the Crawford family.

Indeed, she would not have been part of the family if not for Luke. However, her marriage to Zachary was not legally recognized, and her title as "Madam Crawford" was merely made-up.

Allison was here at Crawford Manor today to look for Luke. She had squandered all her money, but she did not manage to contact Luke. When she found out that Luke was at Crawford Manor today, she rushed over as fast as she could.

She was prepared to face hostility from Susan and Allison, but she could not hold her temper down when Susan provoked her that way.

Slam! Allison slammed her fork on the table and glared viciously at Susan.

Bianca was startled when she saw Allison's face.

Allison's skin seemed impeccable. However, when she got angry, all the flaws on her skin would appear.

Her delicate facial features were contorted whenever she was angry.

"Oh? Are you angry?" Susan was not afraid of Allison and continued to goad her, "You must be feasting every day in your mansion, and the food here probably isn't to your liking anymore. Am I right? Sure, you can probably try another dish, but I don't think any of the dishes here can match your exquisite taste."

The wrinkles on Allison's face became deeper as she roared, "Shut up! It's none of your business what I eat! What are you going to do about it?"

"Shut up!" That was from Old Master Crawford.

Susan was about to offer her retort but decided not to do so when Old Master Crawford gave the order. She glanced smugly at Allison's face that had turned hideous because of anger.

Susan was sure that Old Master Crawford was not talking to her.

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