Twins in Her Womb (Bianca and Luke Crawford novel) novel Chapter 638

Luke stared at Bianca's face with a doubtful expression. He could not help but chuckle when he saw how serious she was.

He tucked her hair behind her ear and said gently, "You should accept Mrs. Norman's hospitality to you. She's your birth mother after all. It's better than giving you the cold shoulder, isn't it?"

He thought that his woman was intelligent, but she could be confused sometimes.

Bianca buried her face in his chest and said, "I know that Mrs. Norman is my birth mother, but she doesn't know that I'm her daughter. I'm afraid that I can't control myself if I interact too much with her…"

Luke scraped the bridge of her nose with a fingernail and smiled. "Why are you so unconfident about yourself, hmm? You don't have to worry about anything. After all, she…"

Before he could finish his sentence, his phone started to ring abruptly. It was an unknown foreign number.

Luke answered the call.

Someone was panting heavily on the other end of the call as though trying to catch their breath.

"…"

In a rare display of patience, Luke waited for a full minute. However, no voice came from the other end of the call.

He was about to hang up when he heard a familiar voice. "Save me!"

The voice belonged to Gordan Norton.

Luke was surprised. The grip on his phone tightened subconsciously. He looked at Bianca, who was looking gently at him.

Luke thought for a while and went to the balcony.

He spoke softly, but there was undeniable anxiety in his voice. "What's going on?"

"I'm… I'm captured by the Russian mafia, and they're detaining me in Moscow. Their boss requests for you personally, and I don't have any other choice…"

It was the first time that the usually casual Gordan sounded so uneasy.

He spoke very fast, as though he was a trapped beast struggling to stay alive.

"How did you get involved with the Russian mafia?" Luke frowned.

Sunlight shone through the window onto his white shirt. The warmth of the sunlight did not reduce the coldness in his gaze.

Gordan did not have the time to explain to Luke. He could only hurriedly say, "This is serious business. If you don't come, I think I'll die here… Ahh… Ahh…"

Cries of agony seemed to pierce through the phone and ring in Luke's ears. He had an ominous feeling about this.

"Gordan? Gordan?" He yelled at the phone a few times.

"Hey!" The phone seemed to have changed hands. A young man with an attractive voice spoke.

Then, he continued to speak in Russian, "Mr. Crawford, your good friend is in my hands. He did something wrong. He violated my darling, and he needs to be punished. If you don't come and pick him up, I'll send him back to you in a bodybag."

A hoarse voice repeated the same thing in English in case Luke did not understand Russian.

There was a crack in Luke's usually composed countenance.

He replied in fluent Russian, "I don't know what my friend did, but I will go over as soon as I can. I hope that you can keep him alive before I arrive."