Half an hour later, Abel's Rolls-Royce Ghost parked at the parking lot across the road from the café.

Abel got out of the car. He felt frustrated as he gazed at the building opposite him.

It had only been a few days, but Emmeline had already brought Benjamin home.

He's occupying my position! Especially the rooftop garden. I spent so much effort on it!

I didn't do it myself, but it was my idea!

How dare Benjamin use my garden to flirt with Emmeline?

Abel's chest heaved. Every exhalation from his nose was filled with murderous intent.

Emmeline was brewing some coffee at the counter. She noticed a tall and well-built man crossing the street.

She stretched her neck to take a closer look.

"Yes, it's Abel," Sam said.

"It's really him." Emmeline rolled up her sleeves. "If we end up fighting, make sure nothing here gets broken."

"No. You should fight outside!" Sam said.

Emmeline was throwing some practice punches in the air when the glass door opened.

Abel came into the café with Luca, and the bodyguards stood outside the door.


"You all can come in," Emmeline said coldly. "I'm not afraid of you."

Abel went up to the counter and towered over her.

"One black coffee, no sugar!"

Emmeline was surprised.

Does he want a drink before the fight?

Fine! I'm not afraid of you anyway!

Emmeline poured a cup of coffee and pushed it in front of Abel.

"Is that how you serve your customers?" Abel smirked. "Should you bring it to the table?"

Emmeline turned her head. "You do it, Sam."

"I'm telling you to do it!" Abel said to Emmeline.

"Are you looking for a fight?" Emmeline started to remove her apron.

"I'm your customer now," Abel said coldly. "After I drink my coffee, I'm going to the third floor to collect my belongings!"

He's not here to fight?

Even so, Emmeline could not help but feel uneasy when she heard he was here to take his stuff away.

Emmeline brought the cup to a table next to the window, and Abel sat down on a chair.

He could not think of a way to give Emmeline trouble.

He sipped the hot coffee, though the bitterness was felt in his heart.

After drinking half a cup, Abel went behind the counter and grabbed Emmeline's wrist.

"Go upstairs and help me pack up!"

"Sure!" Emmeline said resentfully. "I can't wait for you to vacate my room."

Abel smirked. "Heh. Is someone moving in?"

Emmeline was taken aback. "Congratulations, you're right again!"

"Hmph," Abel grunted and dragged her up the stairs.
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