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

"He values his life too much to commit suicide," replied Alexsia as he glanced at the man lying on the bed.
Pierre believed he still had a chance to escape. That was why he would never take his own life.
Kazimir nodded and glanced at Pierre, who looked half-dead. He felt disgusted and asked, "Did you give him a shot?"
"Yes. I used the medicine given by the organization. The man who developed the medicine guarantees that he won't die even if
he takes it." Alexsia smiled as he patted his companion's shoulder. Then, he added, "Keep an eye on him. I'm leaving to have a
cigarette."
"Okay." Kazimir nodded. Then, he pulled a chair and sat down.
"Oh, by the way, he might try to bribe you to help him escape. Don't lose your patience. I'm afraid that you might kill him," Alexsia
reminded him.
"Don't worry. He's our boss' fortune charm. I won't dare to do such a thing." Kazimir chuckled. He was amused by Pierre's
naivety.
It seemed like Pierre had no idea what kind of organization the Island of Despair was even after investigating them for such a
long time.
Otherwise, how could he be so naive and try to bribe them?
They had all taken the poison before, and they would not risk their lives to do something like that.
As Pierre lay in bed listening to their conversation, his eyes gradually narrowed, revealing a hint of malice.
Someone took his words as a joke for the first time...
He would not spare their lives if he could make it out here alive.
After Alexsia left, Kazimir looked at Pierre and gave a cold sneer.
"Give me some painkillers." Pierre could feel a throbbing pain in his broken leg. He knew that there were different kinds of
medicines available here. Hence, he asked for a pain relief shot.
Kazimir remained silent and motionless.

"Are you deaf?" Pierre's voice was hoarse and ominous. Even though he was kidnapped and his leg was broken, he was still
himself. He would not easily submit to these people.
"The boss didn't tell us to give it to you." Kazimir leaned against the wall as he sat on the chair. "Do you have any idea how
expensive the medicine in our organization is?"
Pierre frowned and replied, "I can afford it!"
"But our boss told us that you've been secretly investigating our organization. Even though you're still useful to us, we can't let
you off too easily. Mr. Pierre, you might as well take a breather and wait for breakfast." Kazimir glanced at the time. Alexsia
should be delivering breakfast soon.
Pierre struggled to sit up on the bed. There was no way he could escape with a broken leg. Thus, he was not tied up either.
He stared at Kazimir with a gloomy look on his face.
Kazimir met his menacing gaze and sneered, "What's with the look on your face? You have a problem?"
Pierre remained silent.
Kazimir stood up and approached him. Then, he slapped him across the face. "What can you do even if you don't like it?
Although you're still useful to our boss, I can come up with a reason to break one of your arms since the other guy could break
one of your legs. Mr. Pierre, do you think you're still the mighty Master Pierre? If I were you, I'd be on my knees begging for
mercy."
As he looked at Pierre's side profile and his injured leg, Kazimir continued to mock him, "Oh, I forgot you have a broken leg. You
can't even kneel."
Pierre listened to his taunts and silently clenched his fist.
A few seconds later, Alexsia pushed open the door and walked into the room with a loaf of bread in his hand.
He noticed that Pierre had sat up. Then, he tossed the bread onto the bed. "Eat it."
"I need water," said Pierre. He looked down at the cheap-looking bread. Even the maids in his family would not have this kind of
bread.
Now, he had to eat it to survive.

“How troublesome," Alexsia mumbled impatiently. Still, he walked out of the room and returned with a bottle of water. "Mr. Pierre,
our boss said that you'll have to stay here for two days. You'll be free in two days. So, please cooperate with us and don't try to
do anything funny."
Pierre ignored him. He twisted off the bottle cap, took a sip of water, and picked up the bread.
The bread was dry and hard. Even though he was hungry, he found it difficult to swallow.
"The bread is stale," Pierre muttered angrily. Even though it tasted terrible, he had no choice but to eat it. Otherwise, he might
not be able to survive until the day he was released.
"Humans are truly complicated creatures. Even though you complain about how stale and terrible the bread is, you're still
swallowing it bite by bite. That's interesting. Mr. Pierre, is this what the kids of rich men do?" Kazimir laughed boisterously.
He despised wealthy scions like him the most.
Kazimir stood out from the others on the Island of Despair. He chose to join the organization voluntarily when the others were
held captive and brought there.
Previously, he accidentally injured the son of the richest man in the village and made him a cripple.
After the father found out about it, he sought revenge by hiring a hitman to kill Kazimir and his family. Kazimir would have died
with his family if it were not for his elder brother who risked his life to protect him.
Knowing that the man would never let him off the hook, Kazimir decided to take matters into his own hands. When he heard that
the Island of Despair was holding captives, he willingly entered the village and became one of the captives.
However, his hatred for the wealthy man was already buried in his heart the moment he witnessed the massacre of his family.
This was why Kazimir despised Pierre. If it were not for Abel, who kept reminding him not to harm Pierre, Pierre would have
suffered.
Pierre suppressed the urge to throw the bread at his face when he heard that.
Alexsia sat on a chair. He glanced at Pierre before asking Kazimir, "Did you hit him?"
"I slapped him. Mr. Pierre still had the nerve to glare at me even when he's in such a situation. I had to remind him that he's just
an imprisoned dog now. A dog behaves and listens to what the owner says. He shouldn't be glaring at people like that," Kazimir

replied nonchalantly.
Alexsia did not say anything else. "Fine. I'll watch him. You may go out to have a cigarette and have your breakfast."
"Sure. Just beat him up if he misbehaves. Such opportunities don't come often," Kazimir smiled as he walked out of the room.
After the door was closed, Alexsia's gaze fell on Pierre. Then, he said, "No one will mess with you as long as you don't cause
any trouble."
"Have I dealt with that man before?" Even though the bread tasted terrible, Pierre quickly finished the bread after starving all day.
"I don't know." Alexsia understood why Kazimir was acting that way, but there was no need to tell Pierre about it.
Other than their boss and Amur, they were the only ones who had shown their faces to Pierre.
There was no guarantee that Pierre would not come after them to seek revenge after they received the money and sent Pierre
back.
Therefore, Alexsia would not talk to him or reveal too much information to him.
Pierre looked silly to them.
No matter how foolish he could be, he would eventually find out where they were as long as he had money and power.
It would lead to a bigger problem when Pierre looked into Kazimir's background and found out more about the Island of Despair.
Pierre realized he would not be able to extract any useful information from Alexisa when he noticed how cautious he was. Then,
he continued, "Honestly, you should think about what I said earlier."