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.

nine, Emmeline and her group arrived at

beforehand and posted security guards

could only be spectators

staff were busy organizing things in an orderly

at eight o’clock. They were a group of about a dozen fashionable young men and

was Ysabel, who was doing Sonia’s every

would determine the fate

dogs of the Ryker Group and Adelmar

was extremely respectful

to start at ten

kept checking her phone

eight-thirty, but Emmeline’s group

was nine o’clock, and they

minutes came and went after that, yet still no sign of

but worry, “What if

an agreement, Emmeline wouldn’t be so

said, “She could have just

that day and curled her lip disdainfully. “Just what kind of person did Abel fish up? How dare she even think she could

a perfect match. That Emmeline is just some skank from some peasant family. What qualifications does she have to compete with

said, “They should

the chair under the parasol and looked in the direction they were

security tape, seven to eight

it was clear that Abel and

brothers from Osea were also present! They were also heavyweights in their