Twins in Her Womb: Sir President, Please be Gentle novel Chapter 2386

Before Allison could ask anything, the villa’s door slowly opened.

She turned to look at the door.

After a while, she saw Mr. Griffin’s figure appear behind the door. He was carrying a blanket in her hands.

Allison turned to look at Luke.

“Get out of the car.” Luke’s voice was cold. There was not even a trace of warmth or affection in his voice.

Allison probably did not notice that Luke had not addressed her as his mother since she got into the car at the airport until now…

Mr. Griffin walked toward Allison. She smiled and opened the door for her. Then, she handed the blanket to Allison and said, “Welcome back, Ms. Allison.”

Allison pulled a sulky face, covered herself tightly with the blanket, and got out of the car.

When she noticed that Sophian was still sitting in the car, she snarled, “Get out of the car.”

"Okay, Ms. Allison." Sophian was fascinated when she was looking at Luke from behind. After she was reminded by Allison, she hurried out of the car with her face blushing red.

No blanket was prepared for her. When she got out of the car, the cold gust of wind took her by surprise. Sophian hid her face under her scarf.

Allison said to Mr. Griffin, “My luggage is in the car trunk. Take it out.”

“Okay, Ms. Allison.” Mr. Griffin nodded and walked toward the car trunk.

Luke opened the car trunk.

Mr. Griffin lifted the luggage out of the car trunk. Sophian let out a sigh of relief when she saw him carrying the luggage. Fortunately, she was not the one who had to carry it out. Otherwise, she would not be able to stand it.

Allison's luggage was so heavy as though a person who weighed 100 pounds was hiding in it. It was too heavy.

After Mr. Griffin took the two suitcases out of the car trunk, he said respectfully, "Ms. Allison, the villa has been tidied up. Please go in."

“Why are you calling me Ms. Allison? This is my villa. I’m the madam.” Allison was dissatisfied. It had been some time since she came back. These people did not even know how to address her now.

Mr. Griffin understood what she meant. He immediately corrected himself and said, “Madam, please go in.”

Allison sneered at him, turned around, and said to Sophian, "Sophian, let's go in."

“Okay, Ms. Allison.” Sophian shot a glance at the man in the driver’s seat. He was cold, and he did not get out of the car. It was as though Allison was not his mother.

Sophian pulled back her gaze reluctantly.

Allison noticed Sophian’s small gestures and headed straight into the villa.

Sophian kept up with her.

Luke watched the two of them enter the villa, then he slowly rolled down the window and said to Mr. Griffin, "Tell me if she makes any move."

“I got it, Young Master Luke.” Mr. Griffin nodded and dragged one of the suitcases inside while the maid who stood beside him dragged the other one.

Luke drove away and left.

Allison marched into the villa. It had been three years since she stepped into this place.

"Ms. Allison, you must be tired after being on the plane for such a long time. Are you only going to rest after waiting for your new furniture to arrive?”

“Fine. What you said makes sense too,” Allison agreed with her. Then, she instructed Mr. Griffin, “Get someone to bring over some acaricide and clean the furniture again.”

“Madam, we’ve already sprayed acaricide on the furniture three times. We even dried them under a UV machine for up to five hours. Don’t worry. Please sit down and take a rest,” replied Mr. Griffin.

Mr. Griffin was fully prepared for this as he knew that Allison was always nitpicking. He did not give her a chance to return to Crawford Manor.

He had assigned three maids to come over here to clean up the place. Every step taken was based on his instructions. He even had video recordings to prove it.

“Are you so detail-oriented?” Allison asked in confusion.

“You’re very concerned about hygiene and cleanliness of the house. That’s why the maids took their duties seriously. We even recorded some videos as evidence if you’d like to check if what I said is true,” answered Mr. Griffin. The maid beside him took a memory card out of her pocket.

“It’s alright. Fine, you’re good at this.” Allison had to admit that there was nothing she could nitpick on.

Mr. Griffin had everything done so perfectly. What else could she complain about?

“This is Ms. Thomas, a skincare expert I got to know when I was in Seoul. Arrange a guest room for her,” added Allison.

“Yes. We’ll arrange it now,” replied Mr. Griffin. Then, he turned around and headed upstairs.

Sophian, who was beside Allison, let go of her shoulders. She smiled and said, “Ms. Allison, take a seat first.”

Allison glanced at Sophian and shook her head helplessly.

Sophian could not see Allison’s expression. She unconsciously asked Allison when she noticed that she was shaking her head, “Ms. Allison, what’s the matter?”