Twins in Her Womb (Bianca and Luke Crawford novel) novel Chapter 1962

Mr. Peralta fell silent with embarrassment.

The two of them had strong auras. It was not his place to say a word.

Pierre walked into the lounge and ordered Mr. Peralta, “Go to my wine cabinet and bring a bottle of red wine here.”

Abel replied as soon as Pierre said, "Red wine won’t be enough. The alcohol content isn't high enough, Mr. Mallory."

Pierre frowned. Was this guy trying to make him drunk early in the morning?

However, Pierre had heard that Abel was Russian. Thus, he turned around and ordered Mr. Peralta, “Get a bottle of Martell cognac for me.”

“Yes, sir,” replied Mr. Peralta. He closed the door and went to prepare the liquor for them.

Pierre sat down on the sofa opposite Abel with a cold and haughty look on his face. “Mr. Abel, what can I do for you this time?”

The way Pierre talked to him was considered polite. Although he had no idea about this man’s identity and background, he must be capable enough since he was able to steal T Corporation’s bidding document.

“Will you believe me if I tell you I’m here to have a drink?” Abel toyed with the cigar in his hands, not lighting it up yet.

“Absolutely not. If you just wanted to have a drink, you’d come looking for me at night, not in the morning,” replied Pierre. Drinking at night was much more fun than drinking in the morning.

“Interesting. You’re smart.” Abel did not really like Pierre, but the enemy’s foe was his friend. He knew that well.

Just then, Mr. Peralta brought two snifter glasses and a bottle of Martell cognac into the lounge.

“Mr. Mallory, Mr. Abel, here’s the cognac.” Mr. Peralta placed the swifter glasses in front of them.

Pierre said, “Serve it to Mr. Abel first.”

“Yes, sir.” Mr. Peralta poured the cognac into the glasses for them.

Abel looked at the Martell cognac and raised his brows, then he said, “It’s good, indeed. I didn’t expect you to be so generous.”

"We're partners. Is there a problem serving my partner with the good stuff?" Pierre asked.

"Well said!" Abel picked up his glass and drank it without toasting Pierre.

Mr. Peralta stood at the side and listened to their conversation. Partners?

He did not remember the company having any business deals with foreigners. While he was pondering, he did not forget to refill Abel’s glass.

Pierre spoke after he watched Mr. Peralta refill Abel's glass. "You may leave first."

Mr. Peralta knew that he was not allowed to hear the rest of the conversation. Therefore, he nodded and replied, “Alright, Mr. Mallory.”

Abel took his lighter out after Mr. Peralta left the lounge and asked, “Do you mind?”

“Not at all,” replied Pierre as he slowly picked up his glass and took a sip.

Abel lit the cigar and took a puff, then said slowly, "Honestly, I came here to see your company. I want to know whether it can take down Luke.”

“What do you think?” Pierre could sense Abel's hatred for Luke from his words.

He could do many things, including uniting with someone who hated Luke to fight against their common foe.

"Good, but not as good as T Corporation," Abel said honestly, but it made Pierre unhappy.

“Don’t worry. I didn’t spend so much money to be the second fiddle after buying the bidding document. I’m sure this can deal a heavy blow to Luke this time,” Pierre said gloomily.

Crushing Luke and T Corporation would take far more than a bidding document, but it would take some time for Luke to recover his losses. He would need to rely on other projects.

However, would it be any easier for him to complete the rest of his projects?

They only had to seize the chance to continuously strike blows at T Corporation and ensure Luke could not recover the losses in time. That way, Luke’s time would come to an end.

“It’s good to have confidence. Have you submitted the bidding document?” Abel asked, reminding him not to fall behind Luke.