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.

and her

the racetrack beforehand and posted security guards

drivers who usually raced here could only

staff were busy organizing things in an orderly

They were a group of about a dozen fashionable young men and

Ysabel, who was doing Sonia’s

race would determine the fate of the

off the dogs of the Ryker

respectful and obedient to

race was scheduled to start at ten o’clock in the

checking

already eight-thirty, but Emmeline’s group hadn’t

nine o’clock, and they

went after that, yet

Ysabel couldn’t help but worry, “What if

right?” Sonia said, “We made an agreement, Emmeline wouldn’t

got scared?” Ysabel said, “She could

that day and curled her lip disdainfully. “Just what kind of person did Abel

match. That Emmeline is just some skank from some peasant family. What qualifications does she have

talking, one of Sonia’s entourage said, “They should be here.

stood up from the chair under the parasol and looked

seven

it was clear that Abel

course, Sonia was unaware that the Adelmar brothers from Osea were also present! They were also heavyweights