Twins in Her Womb: Sir President, Please be Gentle



Chapter 3379 Stay Right Here And Wait For Me

Sensing the looming danger fading away, Hera furiously demanded, "What is wrong with that man?"

Gerald let out a sigh of relief. He had been truly worried that Shanks might take a few swipes at Hera.

It was common knowledge that medical professionals could be terrifyingly skilled. They could cut with precision, avoiding vital organs, leaving you in excruciating pain but far from death.

Cerald had witnessed Luca's expertise in this field and knew Shanks likely had the same skills. That was why he would not dare provoke him.

If Hera ended up hurt and miserable, Abel would hold them accountable for failing to protect her. Shanks, however, would walk away unscathed. The blame would fall squarely on them.

"Ms. Sanchez, Mr. Shanks doesn't like people entering his lab without permission. Everything in there is extremely valuable to him." Even though Gerald did not understand why, it was what the others told him, and he dutifully passed on the message.

"I knocked, and he told me to come in." The expression on Hera's face was icy cold.

"It's not the same. When he said 'come in, he just meant you could open the door, not actually step inside," clarified Gerald. Inside the lab was one big shot, and outside was another.

Clearly, the big shot outside was harder to deal with, and unfortunately, she was his responsibility.

Cerald felt a headache coming on.

"What's with all the rules? Isn't he just working for Abel like the rest of us? Weirdo," Hera muttered coldly. As she was about to leave, she noticed Luca stepping out of another room.

Her eyes darkened as she recalled Luca's earlier warming, which she had brushed off at the time.

"Stop right there," Hera commanded sharply.

Gerald's heart skipped a beat. He secretly cursed his bad luck. 'Oh no, she's about to cause trouble again!'

Luca stopped, her gaze icy and indifferent as she looked over. "What now? Getting kicked out by Mr. Shanks wasn't enough for you? What else do you want?"

Gerald's heart skipped again.

He could not afford to offend either of these women.

Hera's face turned ugly. "You must be feeling pretty smug right now, huh? Let's see if you dare step out of this lab. If you do, I'll find a way to deal with you!"

Then, she turned around and stormed off.

Luca muttered under her breath, "Ridiculous. I wasn't the one who kicked you out. If you've got guts, take it up with the person who did."

Hera hesitated for a moment, considering turning back to defend her dignity, but then she heard Luca say, "Mr. Shanks can cut precisely to avoid vital organs, and so can I. Best not to mess with me, or you might not even know how you die."

Hera stumbled, her eyes reddening with anger. She had the overwhelming urge to slap Luca across the face!

However, Gerald had warned her. Everyone in the lab had been trained before.

Unless Abel avenged her, no one else would dare confront Luce. She had no way to vent her frustration. Feeling utterly wronged, Hera left in tears of frustration.

Luca simply pushed the lab door open and went inside.

Hera stood there listening for a while but heard nothing from inside. She could not help but ask Gerald, "She didn't even knock! How could she just walk right in?"

Gerald felt exasperated, suddenly realizing that a pretty face did not necessarily mean a sharp mind.

"Ms. Sanchez, she's part of the lab staff. Of course, she can come and go freely. Besides, she knows exactly what everything in the lab is and how to use it. Even if she fiddles around, she won't break anything." Gerald reminded her gently.

Hera let out a cold snort. "So what if she works in the lab? Doesn't she..."

Her words faltered and trailed off. She left the rest unspoken.

It finally dawned on her that lab personnel did not need to knock because they were Shanks' colleagues or subordinates.

"Where's your boss? When will he be back?" asked Hera as she made her way downstairs, abruptly changing the subject.

The humiliation she had endured today would not go unaddressed. She was determined to tell Abel everything and demand justice.Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

If she could not take it out on the lab staff, she would find another target-the man called Lucius.

How dare he have the audacity to reject her?

Hera swore to herself she would make him regret it.

"How would I know?" Gerald replied helplessly. "Our boss' whereabouts aren't something low -level people like me are privy to."

"Fine, I'll wait." Hera seated herself on the living room couch. As men passed by, several pairs of eyes landed on her. Their gazes were blatant. Some were brazen, some admiring, and others lecherous.

Still, Hera did not mind.

A woman as beautiful as her was meant to be admired.

In her eyes, any man who did not appreciate her beauty was either useless or trash. Luke walked into the living room and immediately noticed Hera sitting there, exuding an air of arrogance like a queen enjoying her court. She seemed to relish the attention even the indecent stares from some men. Instead of feeling offended, she looked smug.

Luke's gaze lingered on her for half a second before moving away.

Hera was nothing like Luca. If those men dared to stare at Luca with such eyes, she would likely have already dealt with them. In this base, fighting was permitted as long as Abel's interests were not harmed.

However, life and death were up to fate. Losing could mean paying with your life.

Hera noticed the disdain in Luke's eyes. His icy blue gaze stayed on her for only a fleeting moment, and it stung her pride.

"Stop right there." Hera rose to her feet.

Luke acted as though he had not heard her and continued heading upstairs.

"Lucius, I told you to stop! Are you deaf?" Hera stepped forward and blocked his path.

"Do you need something?" Luke's tone was cold, laced with impatience.

At that moment, Hera felt as though the man standing before her was not Lucius but Luke.

Their tone of voice was so similar. It stirred a twinge of jealousy within her.

"I'm your master now. What kind of attitude is that?" Hera tilted her head arrogantly, only to

catch the mockery in his eyes.

She frowned. What was that supposed to mean?

Did he not see her as his superior?

Hera put her hands on her hips, looking imperious. "I don't like the way you're looking at me.

I'm ordering you to change it immediately."

Luke's gaze shifted instantly.

Now, he was looking at her like she was an idiot.

Hera was furious.

Gerald hurried in, only to see the two of thern locked in a standoff on the staircase. He could

not help but wipe the cold sweat from his brow.

How did they manage to clash again in just a few minutes?

Gerald secretly muttered to himself that Lucius really did not know how to play along. Nobody was asking him to get into a relationship with Hera. He just had to entertain her a little. How hard could that be?

"Ms. Sanchez, the boss is back," Gerald quickly informed her, thinking he was saving Luke from trouble.

Hera's eyes lit up with joy at the mention of Abel's return. For the first time, she realized that she was nothing in this villa without Abel. It made her crave his presence even more.

Now that he was back, she felt she had her pillar of support again.

With newfound confidence, she glared at Luke and declared, "I'm telling you, you're dead for treating me like this! I won't let you off! Stay right here and wait for me!"