Quadruplets Unite: Mother's Words Are Law

Seeing a familiar person on a completely unfamiliar occasion, Doris felt like she had seen a family.

"Waylon!" She hurriedly walked towards Waylon.

At that moment, there was a slight excitement in Doris's heart.

Waylon also turned around and walked quickly towards her.

Coincidentally, the maid beside her was accidentally bumped into, causing the tray in her hand to shake.

Doris had already reached her side and quickly helped her steady herself.

The maid did not drop the tray, but because Doris twisted her body, her high heels stumbled on the soft carpet.

"Ah!" she exclaimed, realizing she was about to fall.

Waylon instinctively took two steps forward to help her.

But Daniel was already supporting Doris, standing behind her and holding onto her waist.

Waylon reached out his hand, only an arm away from Doris.

"Be careful." Daniel's gentle voice sounded in Doris's ear.

Her face blushed slightly as she turned her head and said, "I'm sorry."

"Are your feet okay?" Daniel still supported her, bending down to ask with concern.

Doris moved her neck and felt slight pain, but it was nothing serious.

She straightened her body, pushed him away, and shook her head, saying, "I'm fine, thank you, Mr. Daniel."

As she turned her head, Waylon was already standing two meters before her, frowning.

A smile appeared at the corner of her lips. About to call him, but Waylon had already turned around and walked inside.

The smile on Doris's face froze for a moment, and there was a hint of hurt and astonishment.

She did not say anything then.

"Ms. Doris!" Daniel seemed to have seen it and said softly, "Come over here and sit down first. Let me see if your foot is okay."

Being exposed to Daniel made Doris feel awkward and uncomfortable.

Why did Waylon treat her like this?

Did not he promise to let her come?

She sat on the nearby sofa with Daniel, who gave her a cup of hot fruit juice.

On the other side, Waylon acted as if nothing had happened and walked straight to the hall.

A young woman wearing a medium-length dress in goose yellow immediately approached, warmly handing him a glass of red wine.

From a distance, Waylon was facing away from this side.

Doris did not know what they were saying, let alone the expression on his face.

She only saw the woman's long black hair and beautiful smile.

"That's my sister," Daniel said when he saw Doris staring at the young woman. "Her name is Lily."

Lily?

Doris suddenly remembered the conversation between Abel and Emmeline on the way.

So, the one in the goose-yellow dress was Liam's daughter, right?

And the one next to Doris was Liam's son.

The Thomas family invited Waylon to match with Lily.

Doris came here to protect him from harassment of other women, but he did not seem to care. Could it be that he was interested in Lily?

Doris wos o bit confused. Did she still need to ploy the role of o shield?

"Ms. Doris, ore you okoy?" Doniel seemed to notice thot something wos off with her expression.

Doris quickly smiled ond soid, "I'm fine, Mr. Doniel. Finish your work first, don't worry obout me. I'll just sit here for o while."

"Alright," Doniel soid, "I'll soy hello to other guests ond come bock to toke core of you loter."

"Okoy." Doris nodded, "Go oheod, don't worry obout me."

Doniel stroightened his suit ond wolked colmly inside.

Doris sot on the sofo ond wiggled her neck to ensure everything wos fine before stonding up ogoin.

On the other side, Woylon ond Lily were still chotting while holding their wine glosses.

They were too for owoy to heor whot they soid, but they seemed very good.

Lily wos loughing hoppily.

Woylon could not tell jokes or moke women lough, so whot did he do to moke Lily so hoppy?

Doris could not help but feel o little uneosy.

Is there ony point in me coming todoy? But in just three seconds, she shrugged ond convinced herself thot it did not motter if her presence wos no point.

If they did not wont her here, she could finolly hove peoce.

She longed to leove, but she wos unoble to.