Pregnant With Twins: My CEO’s Tricky Love

Mack’s deal with Nash was simple. He promised Nash five million to kidnap some professor from the D City University Mathematics Department.

The professor was 35 years old and about to make assistant dean. He apparently had some great gift in the software field. Mack seemed to need that man’s help for something. Naturally, Nash wasn’t going to ask why. He just had to catch the man.

Still, because of how much of a genius this professor was, there were plenty of people who targeted him. He had bodyguards on the regular, and he’d already been hired by one of D City’s leading software companies to lead his own team on a research project. Mack was taking this man clearly in an act of opposition against this company, maybe to advance his own company’s technology. Robert had gotten all that from Nash’s sources.

He and Sarah sat in the car.

Boss Nash’s car was stopped before theirs. It wouldn’t do for them to get out right now. They were just waiting for Mack to get here.

“Mr. Simpson, Mack’s sent us news. His convoy is coming soon. Are we sticking with the plan?”

Boss Nash messaged from the other car, and Robert replied with a yes.

Sarah spoke up at the side.

“Are Mack’s people coming? Do we have enough men? Can we corner him?”

“The plans’ all ready. Unless anything irregular happens, don’t worry. So long as he comes here today, our side will definitely capture him.”

As Robert said that, he heard several cars driving over.

Looking out the car window, he saw three cars coming. The car stopped a dozen meters or so away opposite them.

He and Sarah waited in the back. Boss Nash had gotten out in front already.

with him, and several large bodyguards also got out from

wearing shades. Robert’s side was further away and they couldn’t see his features, only

approached the

them, Mack’s side and Nash’s side stopped. A man behind

the bargain. Where’s the

mildly. Boss Nash chuckled, waved, and soon, two bodyguards carried an unconscious man

the

here. Now we need to check if

said. Mack nodded and slid the briefcases

minutes, and Robert and Sarah stayed in the

he just wants the professor and has no

on observing. Don’t

that, Sarah let

gone wrong, Robert.

face was deathly white

phone. There was a short video

broken-down basement, bleeding all

hard on Sarah’s wrist. She was holding a

gun had been levelled at Robert’s leg. He would have been shot if

if we

Robert spoke coldly.

shackles on Sarah’s arms and legs. Afterwards, he took the gun and picked it up and

pale, then