Quadruplets Unite: Mother's Words Are Law

"Come over then, it's lively with more people," Adrien said, "The Strait III."

"Sure," Adam replied, "Around two to three minutes."

They hung up the phone.

"Lizbeth, Adam is coming?" asked Adrien.

"Yes," Adrien nodded, "And Ysabel too."

Lizbeth nodded in acknowledgement. She didn't have any particular impressions of Ysabel, neither good nor bad.

However, Erin's expression across the table changed.

Last time, she had arranged for someone to crash into Lizbeth's car, hoping to take out both Lizbeth and Emmeline with one stone.

Little did she know, luck was on their side as they switched cars at the last minute.

And the passenger in the crashed car happened to be Ysabel.

In just two or three minutes, the door to the private room opened, and Adam appeared at the entrance.

With a slight upward curl of his mustache and a faint smile, he appeared quite elegant and talented at first glance.

Erin looked at him, her heart couldn't help but skip a beat.

She recalled her past intimate encounters with this man, and her body unexpectedly grew warm with desire.

But then she remembered how this man had broken her wrist and thrown her off a cliff to be fed to wolves, and she felt a burning hatred for him.

However, at this moment, she couldn't show even a hint of resentment.

Revenge was a dish best served cold, after all.

So, Erin steadied herself, casting a seductive gaze at Adam, trying to capture his attention.

But halfway there, her gaze was forcefully intercepted by Ysabel.

Ysabel's expression turned cold, and her gaze was sharp as she glared at Erin.

Adam was her hero, and any woman who dared to look at him for too long would become her enemy in an instant!

Especially when Erin's seductive and restless intentions were so evident in her gaze.

"Hmph!"

Ysabel huffed and clung to Adam's arm, asserting her dominance as she looked up at Erin.

She wore a pale green Lolita dress that looked quite cute, though a bit overly extravagant.

"Mr. Adam, please come inside," Edmond quickly stood up upon seeing Adam.

"Sure!" Adam nodded and walked into the private room with Ysabel on his arm.

His gaze briefly swept across Erin's face, and an unfamiliar feeling stirred in his heart as Edmond introduced, "This is my girlfriend, Ms. Erin."

Adam's brow furrowed slightly, and he finally focused his gaze on Erin's face.

Erin feigned shyness, lowering her head to avoid his scrutiny.

She knew her appearance was flawlessly constructed, but she still worried that Adam might suspect something.

After all, this man's gaze was not to be underestimated.

Adam himself felt that the woman in front of him was peculiar in some way, but he couldn't quite put his finger on what exactly was off.

"Mr. Adam," Ysabel clung to his arm and pouted, "Am I not pretty today?"

Adam had heard this question from Ysabel about eight hundred times on average each day.

He was quite used to it by now, mechanically nodding, "Beautiful, beautiful!"

"If I'm so beautiful, why are you looking elsewhere?"

Adam, "..." He felt trapped by this woman.