Ambush of the Quadruplets: Stay Away From This Woman

Chapter 133 The Precipice

“I have a mansion. Why don’t we go there?” Abel said.

“That place? It’s not in a liveable condition. You’ve only been back for a few months, and no one has been taking care of that place. It’d feel less like a home,” Luca said.

Abel turned his head toward the café across the street.

That place feels like home, but I can no longer return there.

I shouldn’t have packed up and moved out. If I insisted on staying, what can Emmeline do?

If I don’t let her refund the rent and insist that she cook for me, what can she do?

However, it was too late by now. Certain words had been spoken.

Abel felt incredibly down as he looked at the suitcases in Luca’s hands.

“Let’s go to the mansion. What’s it called again?”

“The Precipice,” Luca answered.

“Right, that’s it. It sounds dangerous. Let’s go,” Abel said.

Abel sat in the driver’s seat, and they left on the Rolls-Royce Ghost.

Standing on the balcony, Emmeline watched Abel’s car drive away along the street.

She wished he would turn around and return to the café.

If he insisted on staying, I would’ve let him stay.

If he wanted me to cook for him, I’d let him eat.

Of course, he’s a man of his word. I shouldn’t expect him to regret what he said.

Yes, he sat in his car and drove away so quickly.
“I have a mansion. Why don’t we go there?” Abel said.

condition. You’ve only been back for a few months, and no one has been taking care of that place. It’d feel

going back to

care!” Emmeline wiped her

Ms. Louise, how can

did Abel ask me to treat Alana?”

Benjamin nodded. “Yes.”

didn’t you

like that, I don’t see

intends to propose to

that,” Benjamin said. “He said he wants Alana to recover so he can marry her as soon as possible. He’s even willing to

Whatever price it takes?

Emmeline felt miserable.

took a bullet for Abel. Does that make her so important to

Abel must marry Alana as soon as

seemed that Abel was going

in his shoes, she would not want to willingly let go of control

hard for him to start from the ground

It would be a pity if he

she would look down

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