Ambush of the Quadruplets: Stay Away From This Woman

Waylon questioned himself internally, Should I be happy for her or not?

He wasn’t experiencing any strong sense of joy, but realizing he did feel a sense of relief seeing her so elated was perplexing. What kind of logic was this?

Waylon struggled to understand his feelings.

“Which sales office are you headed to?” he asked casually, masking his emotion.

Doris responded, “Starhill Garden. A property conveniently located nearby the city center.”

Waylon, rising from his seat, offered, “I can drive you there. You seem to be in quite a rush, and the seller might grow impatient and reconsider if you take too long.”

Caught off guard, Doris quickly declined his offer. “No, that’s alright. I can manage on my own. You just got home, and you should rest.”

“I’m not tired.”

Doris insisted, “I don’t want to trouble you. I’ve already been enough of a burden.”

He answered sternly, “One more time won’t make a difference.”

What? Do I have to shamelessly insist on going with her?

With a firm tone, he declared, “It’s no trouble at all! Consider this a final gesture. Since you’re planning to move out soon, you won’t have the opportunity to trouble me anymore.”

Truthfully, she was upset with his response.

response, Waylon reached for his suit jacket draped over the sofa.

followed him out the door.

minutes later, they arrived at the cafe adjacent to the Starhill

Waylon turned to Doris, who was sitting in the passenger

gently, replying, “No, that won’t be necessary.”

is a big deal, Waylon remarked, casting a sidelong glance at her. “You need to be careful against potential scams. Are you sure you

Doris replied, “Perhaps you should come with me after all.”

entire savings amounted to just over

for stubbornly refusing his help earlier.

the car near the building’s entrance and accompanied

sat a woman appearing to be in her thirties. She was sharp, composed, and exuded the air

Haider quickly rose to her feet and

Doris affirmed with a nod.

introduction, “This is Waylon, a close friend. He’s here to accompany me today.”

the seller shifted their attention to Waylon.

His presence was formidable, and he suffocated

other hand, the seller scrutinized Waylon openly.

herself, Could this be Mr. Adelmar? Mr. Benjamin insisted that I play my part

somewhat uneasy smile and inquired, “Are you looking to

“Yes,” Doris nodded.