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

Not to mention that Gordan had enough money even if he did not have the villa.
Even though he had been kept by Vivian's side in the past few years, he still took up jobs. Many underworld organizations in
Russia needed foreign aid to help them to handle some troublesome matters. Gordan had skills, and he did things efficiently. He
was able to complete the missions he was assigned to.
However, he did not have many resources when it came to searching for someone. He was too lazy to look for Vivian, that ugly
woman, himself. That was why he asked someone to look for her.
"Mr. Norton, that's very straightforward of you. I'll arrange it now." The man on the other end of the line was not even concerned
that it was in the middle of the night. He did not think about waiting for tomorrow.
As long as the money was in place, they would be ready to work anytime.
"As quickly as possible," Gordan urged them. Since Vivian was asking for a divorce, he had to seize the chance so that she
would not regret it after this.
Gordan was looking for her only to ask her to amend the contents of the agreement.
"Leave it to us. Don't worry." The man on the other end of the phone hung up the call.
Gordan put his phone aside. He narrowed his eyes. Where could Vivian be hiding?
Although Russia was her homeland, she did not have many friends because of her ugly appearance. It did not matter that she
came from a rich family.
Vivian realized that, which was why she cut off ties with those who approached her only because of her money and status.
Where could she go?
The only place that came across Gordan's mind was a hotel.
Although Russia had many hotels, everyone needed to use their identification number to register if they wanted to stay in a hotel.
Those people would be able to find her whereabouts quickly.
The following day.

Luca woke up early in the morning due to the jet lag. She glanced at the dark sky and stared blankly at it for a while.
Had she woken up too early?
However, she usually woke up at this hour. Even though she was having jet lag, she could not fall asleep anymore. Hence, she
woke up and freshened herself up before getting changed.
Luca drew the curtains. It was dazzlingly bright. She stared at the scenery outside the window. The snow was beautiful.
Luca walked out of her room and glanced at Luke's room.
The door was closed. It seemed like Luke was still asleep.
The hotel's soundproofing should be fine. Luca slowly walked to the kitchen. She thought of making breakfast first since she
could not go back to sleep.
The ingredients were more Western-style as they were in Russia. Hence, she could only make some Western breakfast.
After she finished preparing breakfast, she brought her portion of breakfast along with her to the dining room. Then, she heard
the sound of the door opening.
Luke was awake.
Luca glanced in the direction of his room. Indeed, she saw him maneuver the wheelchair and slowly come out.
Luke was surprised to see Luca was already sitting at the dining table. He asked, “Why did you wake up so early?"
"Jet lag," answered Luca. She stood up and said, "Mr. Crawford, I made breakfast. Would you like to have some?"
"I haven't freshened up yet," said Luke.
"Let me help you." Luca walked toward him. The facilities that the hotel provided were built according to adults' needs. It was
inconvenient for Luke, who was sitting in the wheelchair now.
It was just like yesterday. She had helped him too.
Luca helped Luke to wash up just like how she did it previously. She pushed Luke into the bathroom.
The hotel staff knew that Luke was in a wheelchair, so they had installed an angled board for him for his convenience.

After Luca walked into the bathroom, she picked up a face tub that she bought and filled it with water for Luke to wash his face.
Although they were in a different place, the things she did were still the same. Luca had gotten used to taking care of Luke over
the years, so she was still good at taking care of him now.
After Luca helped Luke to freshen himself up, she pushed the wheelchair and stopped at the dining table. "Mr. Crawford, let me
serve you breakfast."
"Alright." Luke nodded. It was still early in Russia, but the two of them had gotten used to their routine in the Capital. That was
why Luke felt hungry now.
Luca brought the breakfast that she had prepared to him and said, "The ingredients in the fridge are mostly from here. That's
why I made a Western-style breakfast for you."
"It's alright." Luke picked up the knife and fork, eating his breakfast slowly. He enjoyed every breakfast that Luca prepared for
him.
It was because Luca was the one who made it.
The doorbell rang after the two of them finished breakfast.
“Let me see if it's Mr. Doyle." Luca stood up and went to open the door. It was still early in the morning, and it was unlikely to be
the hotel staff. Thus, Luca reckoned that it was Jason who was pressing the doorbell.
She opened the door, and it was Jason, indeed.
"Good morning, Mr. Doyle." Luca stood aside to let Jason enter and walk in.
"Good morning, Dr. Craw. Is Boss awake?" Jason was unable to see what was going on in the living room as there was a shelf in
between the living room and the dining room.
"He's awake and in the dining room. Did you wake up early too?" Luca went along with him and closed the door.
"Jet lag." Jason smiled bitterly. He slept late last night, but he woke up according to his routine. He did not have enough sleep.
"Have you eaten breakfast?" Luca continued to ask. She had no idea if the hotel provided breakfast this early.

"Yes," said Jason. He walked to the dining room and saw Luke there. Then, he greeted him, "Good morning, Boss."
"Good morning." The look on Luke's face was slightly cold because Jason had been chatting with Luca.
Jason noticed the expression on Luke's face, and he knew Luke was unhappy that he talked too much with Luca.
First, he was not as outstanding as Luke was. Secondly, he had a wife and children. He was no match for Luke. There was no
need for Luke to be hostile to him, right?
"Boss, I ran into Mr. Ray, who was having his breakfast when I was at the restaurant downstairs just now. I was curious, so I
went to talk to him. It seems like they're looking for Ms. Vivian," said Jason. He came here to inform Luke about this.
After all, Ray and Luke were friends. That was why he mentioned it to Luke.
"Looking for Vivian?" Luke frowned. He turned to look at Luca and recalled what she told him yesterday when they left the villa.
Luca told him that Vivian seemed to be depressed.
Luke even reminded Gordan to comfort Vivian because of this.
However, Gordan sounded like he did not care about this.
Now that Ray and his men were looking for Vivian at the hotel, that would indicate that Vivian was hiding from them. She was not
taken away by anyone else.
Luca slightly frowned when she heard that and asked, "What happened to Vivian?"
Jason shook his head. He felt it would be better not to ask too many questions about Ray's matter.
"It must be Gordan. That bastard must have done something and made Vivian upset," answered Luke.
Jason did not say a word as he listened to Luke's tone. Luke sounded like he was angry.
Luca nodded and agreed with him.
Vivian cared too much about Gordan. That was why her emotions were somehow linked to Gordan. Although it was bad for her,
she insisted on doing so. Outsiders like them could only watch her. They
were not in the position to comment on anything.

It was normal for Vivian to get so upset that she was even hiding somewhere now.
“Mr. Crawford, why don't you give Mr. Norton a call?" Luca suggested.