Quadruplets Unite: Mother's Words Are Law

Luca crossed the road and went to the parking lot.

At night, Emmeline told Daisy to lock the front door.

She did not want Abel to return to the café.

If it came to it, she would refund him the rent.

Even though she had made the decision, she was still hoping for Abel to return.

To her disappointment, Abel did not return to the café that night.

Emmeline pouted angrily as she sat on the swing on the balcony. She did not know how to explain to herself how she felt.

Abel must still be at the hospital with Alana, right?

Sigh, he can do whatever he wants.

Abel tried to take a bullet for me, and Alana took two bullets for Abel. What else can I say?

Fine. I forgive you, Abel!

I'm going to sleep!

Emmeline went downstairs, returned to her bedroom, and fell asleep.

The next day, Emmeline dressed herself in a white button-down shirt and a pair of jeans. She went to Adelmar Group and drove a brand-new sports car to Ryker Mansion.

As soon as she parked her car in the parking lot, she saw Abel's Rolls-Royce Ghost coming in.

His car stopped next to hers.

When Emmeline opened the door and stepped out, she saw Abel exit from the side passenger door.

He gazed intently at Emmeline's sports car.

That's an Aston Martin One-77. Can Emmeline afford a world-class sports car? Of course not! Who does the car belong to then?

Abel was about to ask Emmeline when the backseat door of the Ghost opened. "Help me, Abel," Alana said.

Abel frowned.

Quentin stuck his head out of the car. "Mr. Ryker, Ms. Lane's body is frail. You have to be extra careful."

Abel could only stick his body through the backseat door and carry Alana out of the car.

Two nurses also came out of the car and retrieved a wheelchair from the trunk.

Abel placed Alana in the wheelchair, while the nurses draped a blanket over her legs.

Emmeline tossed her hair and wore a pair of shades.

The sun was not bright, but the scene in front of her was blinding.

She was about to walk away when Abel said, "Stop!"

Emmeline stopped walking but did not turn around.

"Whose car is this?"

Emmeline slowly turned her head around. "Why do you care, Mr. Ryker?"

"You're in the Ryker Mansion now. If the car is… ahem, stolen, it won't reflect well upon us."

Emmeline chuckled. "Heh. It's not stolen, of course."

"Whose is it then?"

Alana also chimed in, "You can't possibly afford a luxury sports car, Emmeline. Tell us the truth, whose car is it?"

Alana was unhappy to see Emmeline drive such an expensive sports car.