Ambush of the Quadruplets: Stay Away From This Woman

The secretary entered the room, pushing the door open with a large bouquet of flowers in his hands.

“Who sent them?” Emmeline inquired, contemplating whether Abel could be the sender. However, she doubted that he would engage in such superficial gestures.

“There’s no name on the card,” replied the secretary. “I don’t know who sent them.”

Emmeline rose from her executive chair and approached to take the flowers.

The secretary, mindful of closing the door, left the room.

The bouquet consisted of vibrant red roses interspersed with sprigs of eustoma. The flowers were beautiful and pleasing to the eye.

But who would send such conspicuously red roses?

Emmeline reached for her phone, contemplating whether to ask Abel about it. Perhaps he had whimsically ordered the flowers for her, considering she was working on his behalf that day.

However, before she could dial his number, the phone rang, and an incoming call interrupted her thoughts.

As she read the caller ID, a frown creased Emmeline’s forehead.

It was Adam!

Despite her patience wearing thin, Emmeline decided to answer the call.

She said, “What’s the matter, Adam?”

“Did wall you receive the flowers?” Emmeline immediately wanted to scold him and threw the flowers onto the

they beautiful? Women like flowers, especially red roses.”

a cold snort,

a cold snort of his own, “You work hard for Abel, and I sent the flowers on behalf of Oscar to express gratitude. What’s

of kindness, and the flowers are now in the

don’t appreciate it, then give them back to me. Why would you throw them away? Are you looking down on me?”

“Did you send them

voice sounded on the other end, “Did

“Did I?”

at the Struyria Banquet. I’ll be

Emmeline was silent.

not a bad idea. Confronting Adam face–to–face would resolve any lingering doubts or worries for the

for me,” Emmeline replied coldly, “I’ll see

call, looked at his

what I wanted to hear!”

bidding for the imperial palace. However, he knew that Emmeline would

would be better to talk to her about it instead of forcing her

Emmeline’s pride and audacity, she would not back

Emmeline arrived at the Struyria Banquet, holding the discarded flowers in her hands.

followed closely

a tall and handsome figure dressed in black. It

the elevator, his gaze inadvertently shifted, and caught sight of a stunning figure

emanating an air of arrogance, it was Emmeline,

furrowed his

Abel or Waylon by her

good health, so why did Emmeline