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

Before he could say anything, Gale spoke up again, "Would any butler shut down
the security system before going to bed at night? I've never seen any butler in the
past with such a habit, so I suspect Mr. Muller colluded with those intruders to
commit theft and maybe even violence."
With this accusation, the Muller family members, who were harboring ill
intentions a moment ago, gasped in shock.
If Stan really did this, not only would they not be able to take advantage of Luke,
but Stan himself might end up behind bars.
Stan, who had lost his memory, immediately protested, "Nonsense! I'd never do
such a thing."
"Exactly, Uncle Stan would never do such a thing. Moreover, if he fancied
something from that house, why didn't he act earlier or later? Why wait until there
were others to collaborate with? It doesn't make sense. It must be just a
coincidence," added Gerald.
By this time, Jacob was already captured. Stan could not be dragged into this.
"That makes sense.” Gale nodded with a grin, but he quickly wiped the smile off
his face. His expression turned fierce. "It's either about stealing or wanting to
commit murder."
"Nonsense! Utter nonsense!" exclaimed Stan when he heard Gale pin these
charges on him. He immediately waved his hands in defiance.
"I didn't conspire with anyone. What on earth are you talking about? I have no
recollection of such events. Spare me your tales woven from the surveillance
footage."
"Whether it's all just talk or not, it's the police who have the final say. They'll
conduct their investigation. When daylight comes, the police will arrive to look
into it. You can also call the authorities. I believe the officers will make sure to
investigate every aspect thoroughly.”
"Fine, call the police. I won't admit to anything I didn't do!" Stan asserted
confidently, while Gerald's heart was trembling.
He knew Stan would be dragged into this.
After all, surveillance footage was the best evidence.
"Let's go." Luke took Luca's hand.
Luca nodded and rose to her feet to follow him.
When Marlon saw them preparing to leave, he immediately stepped in front of
them and said, "You can't leave. My brother had an incident at your mansion.
Regardless of what he did, you're responsible for everything."
Gale reminded, "If your brother didn't do anything, then surely the boss would
take responsibility. But since he's under suspicion now, who are you to stop our
boss from leaving?"
"I'm his elder brother!" Marlon pointed at Stan.
Gale scoffed. "So what? Anyway, if you call the police, they'll come to us to
understand the situation.
Oh, by the way, if it's proven that your brother is guilty, then the losses will
definitely fall on him. If he can't afford it, will it be you, his elder brother, who
pays?"
"What did you lose if those two thieves didn't steal anything?" Gerald blurted out.
As soon as the words left his mouth, he realized he said something he should not
have.
No police report had been issued, and Stan had lost his memory. How did he
know there were two thieves and that they had not stolen anything?
Gale raised an eyebrow and asked, "The police haven't arrived yet, so how do
you know the two thieves didn't steal anything? Were you there too?"
"I guessed. If you actually lost something, would you be so calm?" The
explanation Gerald gave seemed rather strained.
"Hmph, those thieves smashed our boss" multimillion-dollar car. Once the police
prove this has something to do with Mr. Muller, the Muller family will have to pay,”
concluded Gale. Then, he escorted Luke and Luca out.
The people left behind digested the news of the multimillion-dollar car being
smashed by the two thieves. There were also suspicions swirling around Stan's
connection. There was a moment of silence in the ward.
After a while, Marlon finally asked, "What's going on? What's happening here?!"
He knew Stan was not in the right.
If Stan had nothing to do with the incident, why would he disable the
surveillance?
No one answered.
Stan was lying on the hospital bed. At this moment, the effect of the painkiller
was gradually wearing off, and he began to feel the pain again. "Gerald, could
you ask the nurse to give me another painkiller injection? It hurts!"
He had lost his memory and was completely unaware of the importance of the
situation. He only felt that since he had not done anything wrong, it had nothing
to do with him. Even if the police came, there was nothing they could do to him.
Hence, he was only concerned with having someone call the nurse to give him
another painkiller injection.
When Gerald saw Stan in such pain, he pressed the emergency button to call the
nurse for help with the injection.
When the nurse heard what he said, she said through the intercom, "Do you think
you can get an injection whenever you want? It's not good for your body to have
too many injections, and there should be a time interval for this one."
"But the patient is in pain right now. What should we do?" Gerald asked
helplessly. With one thing after another happening now, his thoughts were in
disarray.
Especially just now, when Gale recounted each event, it was surprising that Luca
did not speak up to help. She left him silenced by the barrage of surveillance
footage evidence.
He felt a wave of anger at the thought of this.
"The patient will have to endure the pain. There's no other way. If the patient has
other discomforts, the family can notify us again," added the nurse before
hanging up.
Gerald had no choice but to say to Stan, "Uncle Stan, you heard it too. The nurse
said you can't have injections so frequently. Just bear with it."
Marlon looked at them, feeling dissatisfied at being ignored. He said, "Can
someone tell me what's going on here?"
"How would I know what's going on? Uncle Stan lost his memory, and no one
knows what happened!" answered Gerald.
He wanted to leave, and he wanted to inform Abel about what was going on here.
Things here needed to be handled properly, or it would be troublesome.
"Please leave first." Marlon realized something and asked all the other relatives
to leave.
The other relatives knew there was no advantage to be gained here now, so they
all left.
Only Stan, Marlon, and Gerald, were left in the hospital ward.
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something wrong. He looked very troubled.
"I have nothing to say. Uncle Stan needs someone to take care of him. Uncle
Marlon, can you make arrangements for that?" After that, Gerald was about to
leave.
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"How could someone who doesn't steal or rob suddenly team up with others to
commit theft and attempt murder?
"Who would believe that? I know you're close with your Uncle Stan. You've never
been one to behave well. Did you drag him into this mess?
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