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

Chapter 332



Chapter 332

Chapter 332


Chapter 332 Her Heart Quivered Uncontrollably


Night fell, and a sky of stars shone over the earth.


The outdoors might be thick with snow, but Millennia Hotel was brightly lit. Old Mr. Norman's 70th birthday party was held there.


All the important figures from the business, political, and military circles were there.


The hotel was decorated grandly with a gigantic crystal chandelier, a warm fireplace, and an extravagant mural.


Old Mr. Norman sat straight, dressed in a classic suit. He carried the authority of a politician in each of his movements.


He remained spirited even though he was old. Currently, the guests were offering their birthday wishes to him.


Every guest in attendance was a socialite.


Old Mr. Norman might have retired, but he was nonetheless influential in the political circle. Furthermore, his son Jack was also an important figure, and the guests were eager to suck up to him.


Mr. and Mrs. Jack Norman were in the lobby greeting the guests. Queenie was in her element, while Jack was not very fond of such situations.


However, his father wanted his birthday celebration to be grand, and that was why Jack had organized one for him.


"Happy birthday, Grandpa! I wish that you will remain healthy and prosperous always!" Leia's sweet voice could be heard amid the bustling crowd.


She was dressed in a pure white oblique shoulder evening gown for the party. She wore an appropriate amount of make-up on her petite face, which made her look exquisite.


In fact, she looked elegant and ethereal, as though she was not from the mortal plane.


With so many important guests around, Old Mr. Norman could not treat his granddaughter coldly.


However, he was not too enthusiastic either. "Thank you for coming to visit me even though you're so busy," he said to Leia.


Leia's smile froze on her face.


Did Old Mr. Norman imply that she seldom visited him?


She knew that even if she visited him, he would not want to see her anyway. She was not one to bring contempt upon herself.


Of course, Leia hid her true feelings in front of everyone.


She smiled sweetly and handed a gift box to her grandfather. "You're my one and only grandfather, Grandpa, and it's your birthday today. I'll have to visit you no matter how busy I am. I can find other jobs, but I only have one Grandpa..."


Old Mr. Norman was indifferent toward Leia's flattery, but Old Mrs. Norman was smiling from ear to ear.


"You're so considerate, my dear Leia. I heard that you were overseas for a movie shoot lately. Are you still jetlagged?" Old Mrs. Norman said gently as she held Leia's hand.


Leia mischievously stuck her tongue out. "I'm fine now, Grandma. I'm still very healthy. I bought this present for Grandpa when I was overseas. I hope you'll like it, Grandpa." "What did you buy, Leia? You shouldn't have spent so much money on a present..." Old Mrs. Norman opened the wrapping as she spoke.


In the box was a tobacco pipe made of carved jade. One could see that it was worth a lot of money.


"You're so considerate, Leia. Just a few days ago, the old man mentioned to me that he wanted a tobacco pipe, and now his wish came true on his birthday. How did you know that your Grandpa wanted a pipe?" Old Mrs. Norman smiled and said.


Old Mr. Norman looked at Leia with a complicated gaze but did not say anything.


Leia smiled. "As long as Grandpa likes it."


Once, when she was in her grandparents' house, she overheard her grandparents' conversation and found out that Old Mr. Norman liked to collect antique tobacco pipes. That was what gave her the inspiration for the present.


"You're so nice to your Grandpa, Leia. That makes me jealous. Never mind, it's his birthday today. He deserves the attention," Old Mrs. Norman said deliberately, but one could see that she was looking at Leia with a loving gaze.


The guests were envious of how Leia was close to her grandparents.


Leia hugged Old Mrs. Norman's neck and said coyly, "I'm not that heartless, Grandma. I've prepared something for you too!"


Leia waved her hand, and her agent that stood by the side brought over an exquisite box.


"This is for you, Grandma!" Leia handed it to Old Mrs. Norman.


Old Mrs. Norman was surprised. She opened the box and found a classiclooking shawl inside.


All the female guests looked at the shawl with admiration.


"What a pretty shawl!" "The embroidery is so well done!"


Old Mrs. Norman was delighted when she heard the praise from all around.


Leia's agent interjected appropriately. "Madam, Leia was the one who did the embroidery on the shawl. She spent more than a month doing that and even declined several movie appearances!"


The female guests exclaimed in surprise when they heard that.


"Did... did Leia really embroider that? Oh my, that looks amazing!" The guests seemed to be in disbelief.


"Ms. Norman isn't only a good actress, but her handicraft is top-notch too!


You have a good granddaughter, Old Mrs. Norman!" "Old Mrs. Norman, my son has just been promoted to a major general this year. He's still single. Do you think that you can be a matchmaker..."


Leia smiled modestly and behaved elegantly.


She lowered her head shyly when faced with everyone's praise, and her gentle and pure looks charmed the crowd of noble ladies as well as those young bachelors that did not know her true personality.


Suddenly, someone in the lobby exclaimed loudly!


Leia turned around curiously and looked toward the direction of the exclamation...


An outstanding couple appeared in the lobby.


The man was tall and well-built. He was dressed in a bespoke suit. His face was dangerously charming, and his gaze was as cold as Arctic ice. When he turned to look at the woman that was holding his elbow, his gaze softened.


The man was Luke Crawford, the CEO of T Corporation.


When Queenie looked at the woman by Luke's side, she thought that face seemed familiar, and her heart quivered uncontrollably...



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