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.

her response, Waylon reached for his suit jacket draped over

and followed him

cafe adjacent to the Starhill

the driver’s seat, Waylon turned to Doris, who was sitting in the passenger seat, and asked, “Do you

shook her head gently, replying, “No, that

is a big deal, Waylon remarked, casting a sidelong glance at her. “You need to

“Perhaps you should come with

deceived weighed heavily on her. Her entire savings amounted to just over three million,

his eyes, mocking her for

building’s entrance and accompanied

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

to her feet and warmly greeted her. “Ms.

affirmed with a nod.

then turned to make a brief introduction, “This is Waylon, a close friend. He’s here to

the seller shifted their attention to Waylon.

lowered her head shyly, avoiding direct eye contact with him. His presence was formidable, and

the

Mr. Adelmar? Mr. Benjamin insisted that I

and inquired, “Are you looking to buy

“Yes,” Doris nodded.