Ambush of the Quadruplets: Stay Away From This Woman

“Doris,” Lily’s eyes were red-rimmed. “Daniel risked his life for you. You must not let him down!”

Doris hesitated for a moment, remembering the critical moment when Daniel claimed to be her boyfriend to protect her. In return, she had also claimed that Daniel was her boyfriend to plead for his safety. Now, Lily’s words…

Doris mumbled a faint “yes” and nodded.

A short distance away, Waylon, who was leaning against the wall, lowered his head and lit a cigarette.

“Waylon, Benjamin whispered, “There might still be a way out of this…”

“Get lost!” Waylon furrowed his brows. “What’s it to do with me? Who do you think I am?”

Still being stubborn, eh? Benjamin mused. Isn’t it obvious? When your beloved woman is being taken away right- before your eyes, and you’re here trying to save face, it’s nothing but self-inflicted suffering!

“Mr. Adelmar!” Lily approached and said warmly, “Thank you for saving my brother.”

“Also, thanks to Daniel for helping… my sister’s employee,” Waylon replied, taking a drag from his cigarette and exhaling a thin plume of smoke.

Behind the faint smoke, his deep, mysterious eyes seemed to hold a touch of melancholy, adding to his already captivating aura.

Lily suddenly felt a bit dazed, noting a certain melancholic quality in Waylon’s expression. Yet, this quality only made him more enchanting.

and then softly said, “Have you eaten yet? Let me

cigarette in a nearby bin, and tossed it

leaped with joy. She hadn’t expected it to be so easy to invite Waylon out. It was like a

“You should go home. Call your sister.

low and tears still falling, replied, “I’ll wait here for Daniel. He’s in surgery; how can I

of

yourself,” he said, then turned to Benjamin. “Arrange for a Struyria Banquet

do!” Benjamin nodded. “I’ll stay here too. Don’t

replied before walking away with

the Maybach, and Lily took the front passenger seat.

the back,” Waylon said with

upset about not being able to sit beside Waylon.

hour, they entered an

Lily asked, “Do you like

with it,” Waylon replied

it? Lily furrowed her brows again. What kind of response was that? Does that mean I’ll have to learn how

ordered chicken scarpariello

do you like sweet and sour flavors?”

fine with it,” Waylon repeated the same phrase.

brows once more. Did he mean “fine with it” or “not in the mood”? But Lily couldn’t dwell on such thoughts. The fact that Waylon was having a meal with her was already