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

Chapter 3369 He's More Attractive Than The Others Out There Given Abel's temperament, he would definitely inject the volunteer with double the dosage.

However, they still did not know if the medication was safe now, and directly administering it could cause irreparable damage.

Luca thought about how innocent the volunteer was, and how he had suffered such severe injuries for the sake of his family. His eye surgery still had not been done, and if Abel harmed the volunteer now, the subsequent clinical work would be impossible.

Shanks did not have the authority to save lives here.

It was already difficult enough to have a volunteer cooperating with the clinical trials.

Luca knew Abel well. He would not listen to these concerns, and he would only focus on speeding up the research to rescue Kassy.

Luca stopped speaking when she noticed Shanks remained silent.

While Shanks was not doing this research for Kassy, it still cost him considerable effort.

Luca assumed that he would not allow Abel to destroy his hard work. After all, finding another volunteer for the clinical trials would be extremely difficult.

In the afternoon, Abel's car stopped in front of the villa.

Abel and Hera got out of the car.

Hera looked at the villa in front of them, noting that, compared to the surrounding buildings, it was one of the nicer ones.

It was quite shabby, though.

Hera wrapped her arm around Abel's and said in a soft, sweet murmur, "Darling, you said we were going on vacation, but is this where you take me? It looks so run-down." Abel shook his head and smiled. "Not here. I've booked a nice villa in X City, but there's just something that needs to be handled here for a moment. How about we stay here for a couple of days?" Hera's eyes lit up when she heard that they were going to stay in a nice villa. She did not care about the condition of this small villa in front of her anymore and quickly agreed, "Okay! After you're done here, we'll go for a vacation. Darling, you promisedthat we were going on vacation together, so you can't go back on your words. After all, I even quit my job to be with you." Hera had given up her job to make sure she could stay close to Abel and take advantage of this opportunity. Abel nodded. "Don't worry. As long as you're with me, I won't treat you unfairly. You'll enjoy the queen's treatment in this small villa." Hera's eyes brightened. "Stop trying to fool me. What kind of good treatment could this shabby place offer?" As soon as she finished speaking, the door opened.

Hera widened her eyes as several men walked out. She immediately understood what he meant. They all greeted Abel, "Good afternoon, boss." Hera was even more surprised. These men were all Abel's subordinates? As she looked at the tall, handsmen, she could not help but smile.

Even though she could not do anything with them, just imagining these handsmen serving her made her happy.

"How about it? I didn't lie to you, did I?" Abel had known Hera for so long, so he knew what she liked.

"Wow, where did you find all these handsattendants?" Hera, blushing with embarrassment, felt as though she were the center of attention. She felt like the queen shining brightest among a crowd.

Abel pinched her cheek and addressed the group, "This is Ms. Sanchez." "Good afternoon, Ms. Sanchez," the men greeted her in unison.

It was all so coordinated that Hera felt like she was being treated like royalty from a foreign country. "Darling, it doesn't look that bad here, after all," remarked Hera.

Abel took her hand, led her into the small villa, and added, "I know you like men like them, but my woman must remain virtuous. Don't let them touch you, alright? As for everything else, you can do whatever you like." Of course, Abel knew that Hera would sleep around for money before. He did not care what she did back then. However, now that she was with him, she had to follow his rules.

Even if she liked these men, she needed to know where to draw the line and not embarrass him.

"Con, stop it. It's not like I like them that much." Hera understood what he meant and blushed as she retorted.

She did like these types of men, but she was not foolish enough to go against money. As long as Abel was generous with her, she could afford any model she wanted once she had the money.

That was the kind of woman Hera was.

She made money off ugly, undesirable men, and to balance things out emotionally, she would spend sof it on attractive ones. That was why she spent money quickly.

Abel led Hera into the living room. There were two men waiting for him.

Luke glanced at Abel with narrowed eyes. He knew who Abel was, but the woman next to him... She looked familiar, but he could not place her.

"Good afternoon, boss," Luke and Gerald greeted Abel together.

It used to be others calling Luke 'boss'.

This was the first tLuke had greeted someone as 'boss' so respectfully, and it was to his biggest enemy. Luke found the experience somewhat fresh.

If he were not so worried about Luca, he would have enjoyed the moment more.

Abel narrowed his eyes and looked at Luke with furrowed brows. "Why weren't you outside earlier?" "I was preparing tea and snacks for you and this lady." Luke slightly turned his body toward the coffee table.

The snacks were just tea and a few light bites, but the most important item on the table was a cigar. Abel looked pleased.

It looked like the people at this base were not stupid. They knew he liked the cigars Shanks always gave him. He had finished the cigars yesterday and had been craving them on the way here.

Abel let go of Hera's arm, walked over to the coffee table, picked up the cigar, and brought it to his nosem sniffing it with a satisfied look on his face. He had a strong addiction to cigars, just like a drug addict. If he did not smoke a few a day, his mood would be unbearable. Hera's gaze shifted from Abel to Luke.

She was immediately stunned.

This man might not be particularly handsome, not even as good-looking as the men she saw outside, but he exuded a unique, cool aura that made her inexplicably drawn to him. Hera instantly thought of the guy she had secretly admired during her school years.

Even though that person was a thousand times more handsthan the man in front of her, his m similar poldand aloof aura made her instinctively want to get closer and seek solace. She wanted to make up for the resentment she felt back then for not getting what she wanted. Her eyes stayed fixed on Luke without a blink.

Abel, holding his cigar, walked over and noticed Hera's expression. His gaze then fell on Luke. There were countless ordinary faces like this abroad. Did she like it that much? "Do you like him?" asked Abel. His tone was laced with a bit of amusement.

Hera cback to her senses and, with a playful stomp of her foot, responded shyly, "No way, I like you the most." Abel was not swayed by her few sweet words.

"You've been staring at him for so long. What is it? Do you think he's more attractive than the others out there?" questioned Abel. If she said yes, he would think her judgment was questionable.

Even as a man, he believed the others outside looked far better than the one in front of him.