Abel hugged Emmeline and Quincy. "Yay! It'll be great if you can give birth to another set of quadruplets! Four little princesses. Just thinking about it makes me happy!"
"Of course that'll make you happy, but what about me? Do you think I'm a pig?" Emmeline's face turned red.
"Why would you think so? You've given birth to the quadruplets all at once, right? You can do the same for daughters!" Abel said.
Emmeline bit her lip mischievously. "Well… that'll depend on you!"
Abel smiled and whispered in her ear. "You know very well if I'm dependable!"
"Go away! The kids are all here!" Emmeline playfully shoved Abel away.
"We didn't see anything!" Timothy was the first to cover his eyes. "Nothing at all!"
"We didn't hear anything either!" Sun, Moon, and Star added.
Abel laughed. He let his wife go, then crouched and hugged all four boys at once.
Luca suddenly came over to him. "Mr. Abel, there's a man named Mr. Grant outside of the gate. He says he wants to meet Kendra."
"Grant?" Abel furrowed his brows.
"He says his name is Henry Grant," Luca said. "I remember he's Kendra's ex-husband."
"Oh, that's him." Abel remembered Henry to be the person who had provided him with information about Emmeline. Later, Abel gave him a job as the deputy director of surgery at Ryker Hospital.
"You should ask Kendra," Abel said. "It's Quincy's birthday today. He might want to visit his daughter."
"You should ask Kendra," Abel said. "It's Quincy's birthday today. He might want to visit his daughter."
"Yes, Mr. Abel." Luca went into the kitchen to look for Kendra.
A while later, Kendra came out of the kitchen wearing an apron.
"Mr. Ryker, is Henry here?"
"Mm. If you want to meet him, you can let him in. If you don't, you can tell the security guards to drive him away," Abel said.
Kendra's head drooped. "Well… I don't think I want to let him in. I'll bring Quincy to meet him at the gate."
"Sure." Abel nodded. "I'll ask Luca to follow you."
"Thank you, Mr. Ryker," Kendra said.
She took Quincy from Emmeline's hands, and she and Luca went to the front gate.
Henry Grant was indeed standing outside the gate.
He was dressed in a silver-gray suit, and his hair was impeccably styled. Behind him was a black sedan.
He seemed excited when he saw Kendra and Quincy walking toward him. "I'm glad that you're willing to see me, Kendra!"
"I'm only here to tell you that this is Mr. Ryker's house, and I can't let you in. You should leave," Kendra said while patting Quincy's back.
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