Ambush of the Quadruplets: Stay Away From This Woman

“Emma!”

“Emma!”

Lizbeth and Adrien simultaneously rose from their chairs.

“You guys?” Emmeline expressed her surprise, “You guys are here too?”

With a cigarette between his lips, Adam narrowed his eyes and remarked, “How can we have a meal without them tagging along?”

“Exactly,” Lizbeth chimed in, “Adam didn’t mention why he called us here, and now I know that he invited Emma.”

“I didn’t come for nothing,” Adrien smiled, “I was thinking how dull this meal would be with just the three of us!”

“What do you mean?” Lizbeth appeared displeased, “Are you bored of eating with me?”

“How could I dare?” Adrien quickly apologized, “I didn’t mean that either.”

“That’s when we’re dining with Adam,” Adam shot him a disdainful glance, “Don’t you like it?”

“I’m even more afraid,” Adrien responded, “I just think the three of us having this dinner feels incomplete. Now that Emma’s here, it feels right, but what about Abel?”

Adrien turned towards Emmeline and inquired, “Why didn’t Abel come along with you?”

“Abel isn’t feeling well,” Emmeline explained, “He’s resting at home for a couple of days.”

you?” Adam extinguished his cigarette in

now the president of the Ryker Group!”

moment and quickly pulled

foresight. If he entrusted me with this responsibility, I couldn’t even handle it,”

spoke in a hushed

Lizbeth noticed Emmeline holding a large, disheveled bouquet of roses

a chance to throw them

offered, taking the flowers and heading outside to throw them in the trash can.

returning and preparing to take his seat, he noticed Adam’s face had turned as dark as ink.

pale just a moment ago. Why

on Adam, so he handed

feel free to order whatever you like to cat. It’s on me today,” Adam said, with Lizbeth and Adrien both present, making it

settle down, Emmeline picked up the menu and quickly scanned

whether she wanted to cat or not, but at least it would distract Adam from his

about the wine?” Adrien turned

can have whatever wine she wants,” Adam

hold back,” Emmeline smiled, “I’ll have the 1993 Romanée–Conti,”

Romanée–Conti?

From 1993?

million dollars per bottle.

two bottles. I know Adam enjoys red wine and nothing less eye–catching will do.”

felt suffocated as if his brain was deprived of oxygen.

remarked, “Emma