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

Chapter 615 She Had To Find Her Birth Daughter No Matter What
Norman residence.
Leia had been having nightmares for the past few days. She dreamed that her misdeed had been exposed and her adoptive
parents abandoned her!
She also dreamed that Bianca returned to the Norman household and gloated over her like a victor, while she was reduced to a
shivering and hungry orphan, being bullied on the streets!
Leia's mental condition had not been stable since the reunion banquet.
Queenie dared not ask too many questions. She stayed at home to accompany her daughter, though she did not stop sighing.
One late morning, Leia woke up from her nightmares once again. She was drenched in sweat.
The homely and comfortable room was eerily silent and deserted.
Like a lunatic, she dashed out of the room barefoot.
The caretaker in the living was shocked when she saw Leia rushing out with her long hair scattered all over her face. "What
happened, Ms. Norman?"
Leia looked around but did not see her mother. She grabbed the caretaker's collar in panic. "Where's Mom? I want to see Mom!"
She could tell that her adoptive father was becoming distant after her multiple scandals. Only her adoptive mother could protect
her.
"Madam is preparing lunch in the kitchen...’ The caretaker was visibly shaken. 'Til go and get Madam now."
Queenie heard the conversation.
She came out from the kitchen still wearing an apron and carrying two plates in her hand. "You're awake, Leia. It's almost noon,
and come here and eat your lunch. I've made your favorite spaghetti and meatballs..."
Leia quickly stepped forward and took the plates from Queenie's hands." We have caretakers at home to cook lunch for us,
Mom. You don't have to go into the kitchen yourself."

Queenie was relieved when she saw that Leia's complexion looked better." I saw that you hadn't eaten much for the past few
days, and that's why I thought of cooking for you. I feel so sorry for you that you're so thin now."
Leia helped her mother sit down at the dining table and said dejectedly," Will you be able to forgive me for what I've done, Mom?
I didn't mean to do it. I saw that you hadn't been eating or sleeping well because you were looking for Elder Sister, and I'm afraid
that you might be depressed or fall sick. That's why I asked Dr. Hoover to falsify the test results. I really didn't mean to do it..." "I
understand that you care for me, Leia, but you don't have to resort to such underhanded means. I really want to reunite with your
elder sister, but I'd rather not see you demean yourself like that. I've told you since you're small that women should learn how to
love and respect themselves. You need to have your own moral principles, and you shouldn't use your body to blackmail a man.
What you've done has disappointed us greatly!" Queenie felt sickened whenever she thought of how Leia had threatened Dr.
Hoover to falsify the report.
However, she could not help but forgive her daughter when she saw her pleading puppy eyes.
Her daughter might have made a mistake, but that was because she was considerate of her mother. It was just that her methods
were wrong.
Queenie held Leia's hand and got her to sit down. "Leia, one must not be prideful, but one must also have self-esteem. I hope
that you can live an honest life. Do you understand what I mean?"
Leia nodded solemnly and lowered her head guiltily. "I understand, Mom.
I'm sorry that I acted on impulse... Right, what happened to Julie?" "I paid her a sum of money as compensation and told her to
go back to her adoptive parents. She's innocent, and she only got involved in all this because of us," Queenie said dearly.
Leia was laughing up her sleeve. Julie was innocent? What a joke!
She did not have too many interactions with Julie, but she knew very well that the girl was nothing but trouble.
Luckily, her mother had sent that girl away. Otherwise, her position in the Norman family would be uncertain.
Her gaze turned cold when she remembered how that girl used to "bully" her.
Now that she left the Norman household, that girl would not be able to act arrogantly. Leia had plenty of time to deal with her!
Queenie breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Leia eating her lunch.

She did not speak, but the agony in her eyes did not diminish by the slightest bit.
She had to schedule another meetup with Allison. No matter what, she had to find her birth daughter.
In the mansion garden.
The mansion was located halfway up a hill. Because of that, the weather was cool even though the sun was shining brightly. A
breeze brought the fragrance of the flowers to all corners of the mansion.
Bianca, dressed in loose maternity clothes, was sitting under a wisteria trellis with the two children. In front of each of them was
an easel; she was teaching them how to paint.
Next to them was a variety of oil paints.
Using a paintbrush, she pointed at a gouache painting, then at an oil painting. "My babies, oil paintings are different from
gouache paintings. The former has richer colors, and they are preserved more easily. Let me teach you how to mix oil paints..."
she explained patiently to the children.
Bianca wanted to teach the children oil painting because painting was good for the children's mental development, and it was
also easier to pick up.
The advantage of oil painting was that one could easily cover a mistake with another layer of color. Moreover, the children could
frame their finished paintings and be proud of their work.
Rainie was dressed in a turquoise princess dress. She listened attentively to her mother. "Mommy, oil paintings are prettier than
gouache paintings. After I learn how to paint, I'll paint a picture of the entire family. What do you think?" She asked.
Bianca scraped her daughter's nose bridge and smiled gently. "That will be amazing. I can't wait to see your masterpiece."
Meanwhile, Lanie was focused on his drawing, following his mother's guidance.
He drew strokes with his brush while defending his canvas from his sister's stray strokes.
Bianca smiled as she watched her children's interactions. Suddenly, her phone that was placed next to the easel started ringing.
The call was from Sue.

She remembered that Sue was going to deliver the babies next month and answered the call.
Before she could say anything, she could hear a frantic and shrill voice." Help, Bianca! Help my babies..." She sounded as
though she was crying.