Twins in Her Womb (Bianca and Luke Crawford novel) novel Chapter 3385

Luke stayed silent, letting the chilled beer cool him down, washing away some of the lingering heat.

Gerald glanced around to make sure no one was nearby before leaning in and speaking softly to Luke. “Actually, I’ve seen it.”

“Seen what?” Luke could not be bothered.

Lowering his voice even further, Gerald whispered just loud enough for the two of them to hear, “I’ve seen you going into Ms. Craw’s room quite often.”

Luke’s expression sharpened instantly. A cold glint flashed in his eyes.

He had been so cautious. How had Gerald noticed?

Was he bluffing?

Luke narrowed his eyes and said nothing.

His aura grew colder by the second.

Gerald, sensing the rising tension, shrank back slightly and quickly added, “Relax, I’m not going to tell anyone. If I wanted to report you, I would’ve done it already.”

Luke’s expression eased slightly.

Gerald continued to reassure him, “I’m not one to meddle. Look, I haven’t said a word about you, and I even stood up for you during that whole thing with Ms. Sanchez. You don’t have to worry.”

After taking another sip of his beer, Gerald smirked and said, “I am curious, though. There are plenty of men in our organization, and Ms. Craw doesn’t seem interested in any of them. Why is it you? And isn’t she already in a relationship outside the organization? I’ve seen the guy. He’s tall, handsome, and rich. You actually managed to make a guy like that get cheated on. Bro, I have to respect you for that.”

Luke’s sharp gaze cut into him. “Why haven’t you reported me?”

“Why would I? I’m not stupid,” Gerald replied with a laugh, clapping Luke on the shoulder. “Besides, reporting you wouldn’t benefit me in any way. Think about it. If people found out I ratted you out, I’d never be able to stay here. And it’s not like we have any personal grudges, so why would I go stirring up trouble? Who knows? Maybe one day I’ll end up joining the Island of Despair, and then you might be my ticket to survival.”

Gerald paused for a moment, gesturing animatedly. “I’ve seen what you’re capable of. Your skills are way above most people’s. With enough time and missions, you might even rise to a leadership position in the organization. I’m betting on you.”

Luke frowned. Gerald wanted to stay in the organization?

“Why would you want to stay here?”

"Bro, you saying that makes me question your intelligence," Gerald burst out laughing, giving him a hearty slap on the shoulder. "I’m not like you guys. I’m more like an auxiliary member. I only joined the organization back then for the money. But when I joined, I had to take the medication too. If I don’t stay here, where else can I go? And even if I leave, I probably won't have much time left to live..."

Luke furrowed his brows, realizing his question had been foolish. He said nothing more.

Up on the third floor, Hera stood watching them from afar.

The distance was too great for her to hear their conversation.

However, they seemed to get along so well…

Hera’s eyes darkened. She picked up her phone, intending to call Abel, but hesitated for a moment, remembering the events of the day.

She changed her mind.

Fine, let Abel stay away for now. She would wait until his anger subsided before reaching out again.

Meanwhile, Gerald and Luke each finished two bottles of chilled beer. As the time approached, Gerald said, “You’d better not go to Ms. Craw’s room tonight. I’m worried she might come looking for you again.”

A trace of irritation flashed in Luke’s eyes.

It was unbearable for Luke not to hold Luca as he slept.

However, with Hera now keeping a close watch on him, no one could predict when she might lose control. For the sake of Luca’s safety, he decided he would have to stay in his room tonight.

“I know it’s frustrating, but there’s no way around it,” added Gerald, secretly marveling at the audacity it took to put a man like Luke in such a position. Only someone from the Island of Despair would dare.

“By the way, could you teach me some boxing? I’ve seen how easily you handle people. I’d really like to learn,” asked Gerald.

“Tomorrow morning, six o’clock, at the training grounds,” replied Luke. Normally, he would not have entertained the request, but since he had nothing else to do while staying in the room, he agreed.

He did not like owing favors, and since Gerald had helped him before, he saw no harm in granting the request.

“Thanks!” Gerald beamed with excitement, convinced that after tomorrow, he might even become as formidable as Luke himself.

Night fell.