Twins in Her Womb: Sir President, Please be Gentle



Chapter 3342 I'm Definitely Firing You

Allison watched the two of them go upstairs, and instantly, her temper flared.

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Allison refused to believe it. She would find a way to turn things around and reclaim her position in this family!

The next morning, as Luke and Luca came downstairs, they noticed Aunt Neile looking at them with red, puffy eyes.

"Aunt Neile, what happened?" Luca was puzzled. What happened?

"Mr. Crawford, Ms. Craw, Madam Allison just told me that I'm fired." Aunt Neile looked distraught. She thought Allison's words yesterday were just a joke, but first thing in the morning, she was told to settle her wages and leave. She was completely stunned.

"Mr. Crawford, did I do something wrong?"

Luke's brows furrowed. Allison's behavior was truly astonishing.

"You're not fired," replied Luke. "Is breakfast ready?"

Relieved to hear she still had her job, Aunt Neile quickly wiped away her tears and let out a sigh of relief. "Yes. Mr. Crawford, Ms. Craw, please have a seat. I'll bring it out."

"I'll help." Luca followed her into the kitchen.

"Aunt Neile, did Madam Allison tell you this herself this morning?" asked Luca.

"Yes." Aunt Neile had been frightened, thinking she had lost her job. However, despite her shock, she still managed to prepare breakfast.

She always saw things through to the end. Even if Luke truly wanted to let her go, she would finish preparing breakfast before leaving.

Luca was puzzled when she heard that. Why was Allison up so early?

"Aunt Neile, where is she now?" asked Luca. According to Allison's usual routine, she would not be awake this early-unless she had been so upset by Luke's words last night that she could not sleep.

"Madam Allison? She went out after she told me I was fired," answered Aunt Neile, setting the breakfast on a tray to bring out.

She went out?

With her current skin condition, Allison should not be in the sun.

If she did not take proper precautions, her skin would be at risk of severe damage. Sunburn would be the least of her worries; large-scale allergic reactions could be even worse.

Treating sun sensitivity like that was a real hassle.

Carrying the tableware, Luca walked to the dining room.

"What's the matter?" asked Luke, noticing her concern.

"Your mother went out," replied Luca.

He served her a bowl of cereal without commenting.

Luca added, "It's not a problem if she went out early, but by the time she returns, the UV rays will be really strong. If she gets a sunburn, it'll be troublesome to deal with."

"There's no need to worry about her," replied Luke.

He truly did not want to bother with Allison's issues anymore.

She was an adult, fully aware of the consequences of sunburn, yet she still chose to go out. He was not going to intervene.

Noticing the impatience in his eyes, Luca could sense his frustration with Allison. She felt a pang of sympathy for Luke.

However, was there anything she could do to help him?

They were all at a complete loss when it came to Allison.

Luke said, "We should eat. I'll take you to the office later."

"Okay." Luca nodded.

After breakfast, they left. Luke dropped Luca off at Watson before heading back to T Corporation.

With the city's bidding process about to start, there was a lot of work piling up. However, just as Luke got started, Aunt Neile called.

"Mr. Crawford, I'm so sorry to disturb you, but I don't know what else to do," said Aunt Neile. Her voice sounded as though she was about to cry.

Luke closed the file he was working on and rubbed his temples. He assumed it had something to do with Allison. Aunt Neile rarely called him at work unless it was urgent, so he asked, "What's going on?"

Before Aunt Neile could answer, he heard Allison's voice in the background. "Stop calling my son! No matter how many calls you make, it won't change my decision. Hand over the phone and get out of here!"

Luke narrowed his eyes as Aunt Neile continued tearfully, "Madam Allison brought Ms. Thomas here and said she'll be taking over my role. She wants me to leave..."

Luke took a sip of his coffee. He was busy with work and had no time for such trivial matters. With that in mind, he said, "Take a paid day off and come back tomorrow."

Aunt Neile looked over at Sophian, who was young, energetic, and did not exactly look like a maid. It was just that Allison clearly favored her.

Being Luke's biological mother, Allison had some influence over smaller decisions like this, which made Aunt Neile anxious. "Mr. Crawford, are you planning to fire me?"

Luke replied, "No. There's nothing at the villa that needs your attention today. Luca and I won't be back for dinner either. So, just take a day off."

Relieved it was not a dismissal, Aunt Neile thanked him, "Thank you, sir."

After hanging up, Luke mentioned to Luca their plan to go out for dinner that evening before returning to work.

Even though Luke had assured Aunt Neile that she was not being fired, she felt uneasy. Hence, her emotions were written plainly on her face.

Allison noticed that and could not help but gloat, "I told you, didn't I? I said you're out! But you didn't listen and just had to go running to Luke. Now, look at you, humiliated. You're fired! This is what you get for siding with that cheap woman, Luca! Well, now you're out! Get lost!"

Allison stood with her hands on her hips, scolding like a street shrew. She was convinced her threat had finally worked.

Aunt Neile was about to say something but held back. She wanted to clarify that she had not actually been fired but then decided against it.

If Luke did end up letting her go just to keep Allison happy, she had to accept it.

Aunt Neile had been a maid for the Crawford family for many years, and she was sure Crawford Manor would not make things hard for her if they knew about this.

Aunt Neile left at the thought of this.

Just as she was nearing the front door, her phone rang. It was Luca. "Aunt Neile, are you leaving?"

Her voice was as gentle as ever, and Aunt Neile, feeling wronged, choked up. "Yes, Ms. Craw, I'm leaving."

"Luke told me everything. Don't worry. Consider today a holiday, and just come back at the usual time tomorrow," Luca could sense Aunt Neile's distress and comforted her.

"By the way, I've called a car for you. It's on its way. I'll send you the license plate number. Just go home and get some rest. Don't worry about this. If Luke said it's not a dismissal, then it's not."

"Thank you, Ms. Craw," Aunt Neile replied gratefully. For some reason, even though Luke had reassured her, it had not fully put her at ease. However, the moment Luca spoke, she felt a wave of relief.

She was certain now that she would not be dismissed.

Luca replied, "Don't mention it. Oh, and I won't be able to help with your massage today. Try applying some medicinal cream yourself, and if it still feels sore, I'll give you a massage tomorrow."

"Alright, thank you," Aunt Neile expressed her gratitude, thanking Luca twice. Then, recalling that Allison had brought Sophian to the house, she added, "Ms. Craw, there's something else I need to tell you."