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

He was asking for trouble, but it was none of their business. However, they had to make sure the boss saw them bringing the
man back!
In the living room, Karen was sitting on the couch. Her face was full of gloom while she waited for her subordinates to bring Silas
over.
When she heard footsteps coming from the entrance, she knew that person had arrived.
Karen lifted her eyes slightly and shot a meaningful look at her subordinate. Upon seeing it, they nodded in acknowledgment.
The subordinate walked to the entrance and sent Silas sprawling as he walked in. It was a swift kick that left him on the floor.
The two men behind Silas were startled by this action.
This man was their boss. He took orders directly from Karen. Even though their investigative skills were not top-notch, their
combat abilities were off the charts. A single forceful kick and Silas found himself sprawled on the ground, groaning in pain on
the ground.
"What the hell are you doing?" Silas felt a dizzy spell. He blinked several times before looking at the man in front of him.
It was not Karen. It was a sturdy man.
The man did not answer but looked at the two men behind Silas, "Take him to the boss."
"Yes, sir." The two men did not hesitate. They lifted Silas from the ground and walked toward Karen.
Karen looked at the tanned man in front of her. Having a tough life had etched lines on his face, leaving it weathered and worn.
A man she once found handsome back in her younger days now looked incredibly ugly. She suddenly felt disgusted, wondering
how she ever fell for such a man!
As Karen recalled their past, she found it utterly disgusting. She rose to her feet, raised her hand, and slapped Silas across the
face.
A loud smack echoed in the living room.
The smack from her made Silas' head jerk to the side.

Feeling dissatisfied, Karen thought about the troubles he had caused her. Now, everyone believed she was unfaithful and
involved with many other men. She was a far cry from the image of a virtuous woman she had been portraying for over 20 years!
As she thought about the carefully crafted image she had maintained for two decades, which was now mocked because of this
irresponsible man's words, she raised her hand again. She slapped the other side of Silas' face.
Silas' ears were ringing after two slaps. He was dumbfounded at the same time.
Why did things turn out so differently?
Why was she not crying in his arms, expressing the longing of these years?
Why was she slapping him?
"Karen..." Silas struggled to speak. His face had already become swollen after getting slapped twice, making it a bit challenging
for him to speak.
Karen felt nauseous when he heard him calling out to her. She raised her hand and thought of giving him another slap.
The man beside her reminded her, "Madam Mallory, if you keep slapping his face, he might not be able to speak anymore!"
Even though Karen was a woman, when she slapped Silas, she unleashed the full force of her being.
Hence, one slap from her was equivalent to two or three normal ones used to discipline people.
If Silas' face swelled to the point that he could no longer speak, there was no way they could get any evidence from him.
On top of that, she needed Silas to clear things up with the media. If his face got too swollen, how was he going to face the
press?
Those reporters were sharp. If they saw Silas' swollen face, they would probably think his clarification was forced under duress.
Karen glared at the man, but deep down, she knew he was speaking sense. Thus, she held back her anger and sat down on the
couch.
The man made a move.
In an instant, Silas was forced to kneel on the ground.

He felt dizzy, with stars dancing in his vision and a sharp ringing in his ears. There was a constant buzz in his ears, like a fly
buzzing around inside his ear canal.
Silas shook his head, but he knew the current situation was not what he had imagined. Karen was not sentimental about him;
she was settling scores with him.
Silas shivered at the thought of it. His foot was being held down by the man who kicked him earlier. "Ah!"
"Our boss has some questions for you. You'd better answer honestly, or you'll be the one suffering. Understand?" The man
warned him in a low voice by his ear.
Silas nodded repeatedly. He was no match for these men!
Not to mention three, he could not even handle one. Hence, for now, he had no choice but to play along to keep himself out of
trouble.
Karen saw him nod his head and asked, "Who instructed you to spread that nonsense online?"
Silas lifted his head. With his swollen face facing her, it caused another wave of disgust to arise within Karen.
This kind of man should not be left alive in this world.
Karen wished she could strangle him to death, but with the Mallory family still in a precarious situation, dealing with this man
might affect the family.
With so many people watching her, she could not act recklessly.
Karen fought to suppress her inner murderous intent.
At this moment, Silas could tell from Karen's gaze that it was not a tender expression of affection. She was filled with murderous
intent. He shivered, nodded, and then shook his head.
Karen could not understand what he meant and asked in a cold voice, "What do you mean?"
"I don't know who's pulling the strings behind the scenes..." Silas struggled to speak. Someone gave him money and protection,
but he knew those people were just working for someone else, not the mastermind.

He suggested meeting the mastermind, but those people always gave him various excuses.
They gave excuses such as the boss was not in town today or it was not time yet...
In the end, he never met the so-called mastermind, and his life went well. Gradually, he stopped insisting on meeting the
mastermind.
Since the mastermind was reliable and kept giving him money as agreed, Silas could not be bothered about the grudges
between Karen and the mastermind.
Karen threw another sharp look at him and warned, "How dare you lie to me? It won't end well for you!"
Silas shivered again and replied, "Everyone I've dealt with was just small fry. I honestly have no idea who it is "
Karen did not believe him, thinking that he took money from Luke Crawford and was scared to spill the beans. Hence, she
asked, "Was it Luke Crawford who told you to do these things?"
Silas frowned. The name Luke Crawford sounded familiar, but he was not sure whether it was him...
"Hey, I'm asking you a question! Don't even think about covering for that man. I'll make sure you meet a gruesome end!" warned
Karen. Even though she could not commit a crime, threatening him was fair game.
Silas knew if he could not throw someone under the bus, his life would be on the line.
The way Karen looked at him did not seem like she had any interest in him. As he thought about her questions, it seemed there
might be some bad blood between her and this man named Luke Crawford.
Since there was some history between them, it would not be a problem if he smeared Luke's name.
Hence, Silas nodded repeatedly. "I'll talk, I'll talk. It was Luke Crawford. He told me to spill the beans to the media about our past
and promised me some benefits.
"Karen, I didn't mean to hurt you. It's just that my mother got seriously ill, and I needed some money for her surgery. I agreed
only because of that. Otherwise, I would never have betrayed you! Trust me!"
Karen used to appreciate him doing his duties as a son.
That was why he said that, hoping to earn Karen's forgiveness and sympathy.