Twins in Her Womb: Sir President, Please be Gentle



Chapter 3286 Blown All The Money

"What? There's another exit?" Anna's eyes widened. "Is he messing with you? Maybe we should bribe him so that he'll let us in?"

*Do we even have any money left?" Jean kicked the wall in frustration.

The security guard inside overheard and warned, "Don't kick the wall! If you break it, you'll have to pay for it."

Annoyed, Jean ran his hand through his hair. His legs were numb from standing too long. He wanted nothing more than to sit down right there.

However, their clothes were rented, and if they got them dirty, they would have trouble returning them. He heaved a sigh and said to Anna, "Let's go home."

"We're just leaving like this? What about the money?" Anna glanced inside, clearly unwilling to give up.

"We'll have other chances to get the money," replied Jean.

*Today was the best chance! They'd want to avoid any trouble at the wedding, so they'd give us the money more easily." Anna pouted, clearly displeased.

That had been their plan. They knew no one would want a scene at the wedding.

If they asked for the money now, they were sure to get it.

"Let's go. Our rental time on these clothes is almost up." Jean reminded her.

Anna looked at her dress. There was a hint of reluctance in her eyes.

It was such a nice dress, and she rarely had the chance to wear something like this.

Even after they got that money from Percy, she did not splurge on nice clothes. Instead, she chose to put it into a savings account for the interest and to help Jean find a good wife.

However, after she found a suitable person, Marie shamelessly wormed her way in.

On top of that, Jean had blown all the money.

Anna felt like she had not had a single good day for herself. Now that things ended up like this, she was bitter inside.

"Let's go," urged Jean, worried that they would be charged extra if they were late with returning the clothes.

*Fine." Anna reluctantly followed him.

After returning the clothes, they both headed home, looking dejected.

As soon as they walked in, Marie excitedly stood up and asked, "So? Did you get the money?"

"Money, money, money! All you ever think about is money!" Anna shot her an angry glare.

Marie was startled but quickly understood. They did not get the money, and Anna was taking it out on her.

Her eyes immediately welled up with tears as she looked at Jean, feeling wronged. "Jean, did I say something wrong?"

Jean did not bother responding.

Desperate to figure out what went wrong, Marie asked, *Jean, tell me what happened. Maybe I can help you figure it out? You never know, we might still get the money."

Still, Jean stayed silent.

Marie clenched her teeth and said, "Are you telling me they'd give up their pride for a little money? How stingy can

they be? And Nina, seriously? She's willing to throw away her pride and ignore her own mom and brother for some cash?

"You know what, we should take this online and post it everywhere! Let the internet take our side. Maybe we'll even go viral. And if we do, we can make money from that. No more begging Nina for money!"

*An influencer? Are you dreaming?" Anna looked at her with pure sarcasm. "You think you could be an influencer? Don't make me die laughing!"

"What's wrong with me?" Marie snapped back, feeling defensive. Back in the day, people lined up down the block just to get a chance with her.

*I've never seen an uglier influencer," Anna shot back. Her bad mood fuelled her sharp tongue.

"You!" Marie's eyes turned red with anger. She wished she could slap Anna across her face, but she held back. After all, she was still living here and could not afford to completely fall out with her.

*Not all influencers are good-looking. Some get popular by playing the victim. Everything I'm saying is for Jean's sake, so why are you coming at me?"

"For Jean's sake?" Anna's eyes reddened too. Marie was nothing but bad luck!

Ever since Jean got involved with her, nothing had gone right!

His life had gone downhill. He could not succeed at anything, and they even lost a house.

If it were not for Jean insisting on letting her stay, Anna never would have allowed her in their home.

"You-"

Anna started to say something, but Jean cut in, feeling irritated, "Enough! Is bickering all you two are good at?" Anna fell silent, glaring at Marie with hatred.

Marie shot a glare right back.

"You've been home all day. Did you make anything to eat?" Jean, having stood outside for so long, was hungry.

Marie was startled for a moment. "No, I thought you'd get the money and we'd all go out to celebrate."

"Yeah, you wish," scoffed Anna. She had planned to kick Marie out the moment they got the money.

If Jean had money, he would drop her in a heartbeat.

However, it seemed Marie had other plans now.

If this whole failed business venture had not been unrelated to Marie, Anna would have used that as an excuse to kick her out already.

"You!" Marie wanted to clap back.

Jean interrupted, "Enough. I'm hungry. Go make dinner."

Marie reluctantly rose to her feet. The only reason she came crawling back to Jean was for his money, but after getting close again, she realized his business had flopped.

At least, he still had the house.

Feeling frustrated, she secretly cursed Jean as a loser in her head and headed to the kitchen to cook.

Once she was out of earshot, Anna leaned closer to Jean and whispered, "What are you thinking? Why haven't you kicked her out yet?"

Jean lazily shrugged his shoulders and said nothing.

Anna slapped his arm and said, "I'm asking you a question. What's so good about that woman? We don't even

have money right now, and we've got another mouth to feed. I can't keep doing this."

*She doesn't eat that much," replied Jean, still lounging. "Besides, you have someone to do the chores now. You don't even have to lift a finger. Isn't that nice?"

Sure, having someone do the chores was nice.

However, Anna could not stand the thought of keeping someone around who constantly mouthed off and irritated

her.

*Do whatever you want. That woman has messed you over so many times, and you still haven't learned your lesson." Then, Anna walked into her room and slammed the door shut.

She was completely against Jean letting Marie stay.

However, her son had his own ideas these days. Even if she did not agree, what could she do?

There was nothing she could do about it!

Jean did not pay any attention to what Anna said.

After prepping the ingredients and putting them into the pot, Marie walked out of the kitchen and asked in a low

voice, "Where's your mom?"

"She's in her room," Jean answered lazily.

He lay on the couch, reminiscing about the good old days.

He really missed those days...

Back then, he had money, women, and people constantly flattering him, calling him "Mr. Langdon".

It felt amazing.

Jean could not get used to his current situation at all.

"What are you going to do if you can't get the money?" asked Marie.

"What else? We'll just keep asking for it," replied Jean, lounging with his eyes half-closed. He was confident that

he could get back to those glorious days.

"I don't think this is working," replied Marie. "I remember you bought two accident insurance policies before. Maybe you could get some cash out of that?"