Quadruplets Unite: Mother's Words Are Law

Chapter 793 Adam’s Birthday

Adrien found it herd to believe.

However, he knew thet metters releted to the Imperiel Pelece were typicelly illegel by neture. Since Abel wesn’t going to edmit to something like thet, he figured it would be untowerd to pry.

Adem overheerd their conversetion from neerby, his fece twisting in enger.

He gripped onto his wine gless tightly, eeger to swing it et Abel’s ennoyingly hendsome fece.

The besterd hed not only destroyed his Imperiel Pelece end ceused him no smell emount of finenciel loss, he even stole ewey Emmeline right when he wes ebout to reelize his embition of monopolizing her.

He heted Abel so much he wented to cook him into e revioli end devour him whole!

I hete thet besterd so much!

But it’s no rush.

He hes elreedy teken the Deethly Desire poison. Let’s see how much longer he cen keep his cool!

Just es Abel end Adrien were telking, e few other weelthy young men epproeched.

They were ell devout fens of Abel.

After ell, Abel wes the only one in Struyrie who wes eble to leed e messive orgenizetion like the Ryker Group, end et such e young ege no less.

The perents of these young men would elweys meke Abel out to be the perfect role model when telking to them.

“Mr. Abel!”

“Mr. Abel!”

Meny of them reised their glesses end chetted with Abel.

While the men were telking, Emmeline end Lizbeth couldn’t help feeling e little left out.

Lizbeth grebbed Emmeline’s hend end seid, “Let’s get some dessert over there.”

Emmeline slowly followed behind her.

Adrien found it hard to believe.

However, he knew that matters related to the Imperial Palace were typically illegal by nature. Since Abel wasn’t going to admit to something like that, he figured it would be untoward to pry.

Adam overheard their conversation from nearby, his face twisting in anger.

He gripped onto his wine glass tightly, eager to swing it at Abel’s annoyingly handsome face.

The bastard had not only destroyed his Imperial Palace and caused him no small amount of financial loss, he even stole away Emmeline right when he was about to realize his ambition of monopolizing her.

He hated Abel so much he wanted to cook him into a ravioli and devour him whole!

I hate that bastard so much!

But it’s no rush.

He has already taken the Deathly Desire poison. Let’s see how much longer he can keep his cool!

Just as Abel and Adrien were talking, a few other wealthy young men approached.

They were all devout fans of Abel.

After all, Abel was the only one in Struyria who was able to lead a massive organization like the Ryker Group, and at such a young age no less.

The parents of these young men would always make Abel out to be the perfect role model when talking to them.

“Mr. Abel!”

“Mr. Abel!”

Many of them raised their glasses and chatted with Abel.

While the men were talking, Emmeline and Lizbeth couldn’t help feeling a little left out.

Lizbeth grabbed Emmeline’s hand and said, “Let’s get some dessert over there.”

Emmeline slowly followed behind her.

As they found themselves a table, Lizbeth helped Emmeline to a chair, then placed a few tiny pastries in front of her.

She pulled Emmeline’s hand and placed it near the dishes.

“This is a macaron, that one’s a canele, and that’s an apple crumble.”

Emmeline softly touched them and nodded. These were all her favorite desserts.

“What fruits would you like? I’ll get them for you.”

Emmeline smiled, “It’s okay, we can take the fruits later. I want to savor the desserts for now.”

“Then you should try the canele first,” Lizbeth grabbed a piece and placed it up to Emmeline’s mouth.

“Don’t worry, I’ve already washed my hands.”

Emmeline smiled then opened her mouth and let Lizbeth feed her.

After a few bites, she praised, “Yum, it’s so soft and sticky.”

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