Quadruplets Unite: Mother's Words Are Law

“Well,” Edmond pondered for a moment before asking, “"Is Mr. Abel able to get in touch with the Wonder Doctor for me?"

Emmeline was slightly taken aback, not expecting him to bring up this topic.

Abel had told her about it, but they both vetoed the idea.

This meant that Abel hadn't had a chance to talk to Edmond about it yet.

"I'll ask him for you later," Emmeline replied.

"Ms. Emmeline," Edmond pleaded, "Please, I implore you to ask Mr. Abel to help me put in a favor with the Wonder Doctor. As long as you're willing to help, there's a high chance that they will accept the request."

"It’s not convenient for me to intervene in these matters," Emmeline smiled lightly. "I can only pass along a message."

"Please, I beg you, Ms. Emmeline," Edmond's eyes were earnest. "As long as you say a word to Mr. Abel, he will definitely do his best to reach out to the Wonder Doctor."

"Abel and the Wonder Doctor are not very familiar," Emmeline said. "They have only communicated through phone calls."

"I believe in the weight of Mr. Abel's words," Edmond said. "As long as the message comes from him, the Wonder Doctor will definitely agree."

Emmeline hesitated for a moment.

"Ms. Emmeline," Edmond took out his phone, "Please, would you mind seeing how Flynn looks now?"

Flynn's current appearance?

Emmeline was curious and nodded.

"Mr. Edmond, let it go," Erin pulled his arm. "I’m sure Ms. Emmeline is busy."

"But I have to save my brother," Edmond said. "I can't miss any opportunity."

He quickly swiped the screen of his phone and opened a video clip.

Emmeline only glanced at the video, but it didn’t take long for her eyebrows to furrow.

In the video, Flynn was sitting in a wheelchair. His head was drooping and he had a blank expression, with drool trailing down the corners of his mouth.

"How did he end up like this?" Emmeline said with a touch of sadness, feeling a pang in her heart.

Although she wasn't familiar with Flynn, she had a good impression of him.

In her impression, the young man had a good heart and was full of vitality, giving him a much more cheerful-looking disposition than Edmond.

"We're not sure what caused my younger brother to become like this," Edmond furrowed his brow. "That’s why I want to cure him and hear the truth from him personally."

As soon as these words came out, Erin trembled slightly, her face turning pale.

"Wasn't Flynn in the hands of the club owner at the time?" Emmeline frowned. "You’re close with him too. Why not just ask him?"

"I did ask," Edmond said, "but he said he didn't know what happened to Flynn."

"Evelyn and the club owner are the prime suspects!" Emmeline said coldly. "Who would you suspect if not them?"

She knew that it was Abel, Benjamin, and Waylon who had rescued Flynn.

She was in disbelief that Edmond would go so far as to suspect the same people who rescued his brother in the first place.

"That’s not what I’m thinking," Edmond said, "I just want Flynn to get better and hear the truth in his own words."

Emmeline paused for a bit, then nodded. With a deep gaze, she said, “I’ll put in a word with Abel later on. Wait for my word.”

"That would be great. Thank you, Ms. Emmeline!" Edmond was overjoyed.

Erin, on the other hand, had a gloomy face, with beads of sweat forming on her forehead.

After buying some vegetables, meat and seafood, Emmeline and Janie returned to the apartment.

They had just sat down to start preparing the vegetables when Janie's phone rang.