Ambush of the Quadruplets: Stay Away From This Woman

Emmeline took a moment to contemplate and then inquired, “So, what should I do?”

“You should consider undergoing professional training. It’s a high–demand industry in your city for the future,” Brandon replied.

Emmeline nodded, recognizing the ample opportunities for marketing training and a significant gap to be filled.

“If I decide to accept, what should I do next?”

“Come over to my place for a week of intensive closed–door training.” he suggested.

Emmeline’s eyes lit up, and she exclaimed with delight, “So, I’ll be your student? Thank you for offering me this opportunity, but am I truly qualified?”

Brandon chuckled. I’m very selective when choosing my apprentices, and you passed the test.”

“Alright, Mr. Wyan, Emmeline said happily. “I will cherish this opportunity!”

After ending the call, she left the study. Abel remarked. I didn’t expect you to be so mature for your age.

Emmeline pouted, saying. Why not? Can’t I have my own aspirations?”

“I was talking about you being so headstrong and not heeding my advice. Abel playfully teased her, “You’re not as obedient as someone like Alana!”

“Abel!” Emmeline jumped up. “Do you find your life too boring?”

Abel glanced at her and finally realized that he had provoked her. It turned out that her sulking stemmed from this

“Are you jealous?” He chuckled, leaning in to look at her flushed face.

Emmeline puffed up like an irate little lion. “Jealous? Me? Who do you think you are?”

retorted. Tm Abel Ryker. My name speaks

sup

said it all–Abel Ryker.

just teasing you,” Abel consoled her, hugging her tightly. “I am Abel

I don’t mind if you love someone else;

was taken aback by

know that this is what I fear the most

fall into an unexpected silence,

down

in

be able to stay

“If I need a caretaker, I will hire

“But-

she was about to continue, he leaned down and silenced her with a kiss,

following morning. Abel dropped Emmeline off at RetroWave Advertisements before returning

soon as he walked in, he

office was impeccably clean, which

what made him uncomfortable was the addition of

his brow

room, carrying a batch of expense receipts, and requested

the opposite desk. Abel inquired. “Whose desk

“It’s Alana’s. Mr. Yendall suggested moving it here, stating it would be more convenient for

with a serious expression as he took the

the previous day, with the

signed the receipts and instructed, “Submit

Yendall mentioned that from now on, all these receipts, ins and outs, should be presented to Alana for review,”