Ambush of the Quadruplets: Stay Away From This Woman

“Mmf! Mmf!” Emmeline slapped him amidst her muffled gasps, mumbling, “No, don’t!”

“I know we shouldn’t. I just wanted a kiss,” Abel whispered softly in her ear. “You have a big race tomorrow, I can’t make your legs go weak.”

“You’re such a naughty boy!” Emmeline blushed and hit him.

After finishing her hot milk, she fell asleep peacefully in Abel’s embrace.

The next morning, Kendra had already prepared a nutritious breakfast.

Abel pulled out a chair for Emmeline.

Emmeline glanced at the clock, her beautiful lashes fluttering as she said, “The race is scheduled for ten o’clock. It’s only seven right now. We’ve got plenty of time.”

“Don’t you need to go to the race track early to prepare?” Abel handed her a piece of bread.

“That’s not too complicated,” Emmeline said, “We’ll be good as long as we reach by half past nine.”

“Isn’t that a little late?” Abel said as he served her a salad bowl.

“I want to make Sonia wait,” Emmeline smiled. “The longer she waits, the more anxious she’ll become.”

“I have to hand it to you,” Abel laughed. “I can’t believe you’re actually using military strategies.”

Ten minutes before nine o’clock, Abel sent the word out to head to Swan Lake.

All of Emmeline’s supporters were already prepared, and upon receiving the order, they each set off and gathered at Swan Lake.

Emmeline and her group arrived at Swan

reserved the racetrack beforehand and posted

who usually raced here could only be spectators this

referees and staff were busy organizing things in an orderly

people arrived at eight o’clock. They were a group of about a

was Ysabel, who was doing Sonia’s every bidding like

the

had to call off the dogs of the Ryker Group and

respectful and

start at

checking her

was already eight-thirty, but

was nine o’clock, and

and went after that, yet still no sign

couldn’t help but worry,

made an agreement, Emmeline

she got scared?” Ysabel said, “She could have just chickened

Emmeline’s driving skills that day and curled her lip disdainfully. “Just what kind of person did Abel fish up? How dare she even think she could compete with me with that level of

Abel are a perfect match. That Emmeline is

as they were talking, one of Sonia’s entourage said, “They should be here. Look, there

stood up from the chair under the parasol and looked in the direction they were pointing

the security tape, seven to

at this lineup, it was clear that Abel and Benjamin had

the Adelmar brothers from Osea were also present! They were also heavyweights in