Quadruplets Unite: Mother's Words Are Law

“I’ll come clean, Adam, Adrien,” Abel said. “I’ve already developed my own business over there, so you don’t need to worry about me.”

“I knew you wouldn’t let us down!” Adam exclaimed. “Way to go!”

“But I still need your advice on things beyond my capabilities,” Adrien said. “Abel, you’ll have to guide me for a while.”

“Don’t worry!” Abel patted Adrien’s shoulder. “We’re a family, and I won’t abandon her completely either. Grandad may be ruthless, but I’m not!”

“Well, he isn’t exactly ruthless,” Adam argued. “He might just need some time to come around. Hopefully, things will smooth out soon.”

“Let’s hope so!” Abel raised his glass. “Enough talking; a toast to Adam and Adrien!”

“And Liz!” Adrien smiled. “We can’t leave the ladies out!

“What about me?” Ysabel looked at Adam shyly. “Can I be the big sister-in-law for now?”

“Well…” Adam scratched his head. “Considering your help to Emma, you can temporarily hold the position of a big sister-in-law!”

“Yay!” Ysabel exclaimed, jumping with joy.

sister-in-law comes with certain responsibilities. You need to be calm, dignified, and elegant, just like

and smoothed her hair. She said softly, “Don’t

a smile as she raised

saying such words!” Adrien gave her a thumbs-up. “Open and

couples burst into laughter, and everyone clinked

everyone dishes using the serving spoon. “I’ve ordered the best dishes

Emma’s example, take good care of your health, and

everybody can do that?!” Lizbeth blushed. “It won’t do even if I follow Emma. It

as capable as Abel?” Adrien retorted. “I’m not inferior to Abel! You’ll know it once you

turned even redder, and she wished she could hide under the table. She discreetly stepped on Adrien’s foot under the table and whispered, “How can you say this in public?! Where is your common

spoken a little straightforwardly, but how could he take being told he was less potent

isn’t sufficient if you don’t even give me a chance to prove it by

also felt somewhat awkward at the

and Emmeline had conceived their four lovely sons had been quite serendipitous. Now, he was secretly hoping for another stroke of luck, aiming

wished anxiously, I’m ready to spoil

to Emmeline, “Let’s aim for two and hope for four!”

shock, speechless. Excuse

words, and she turned to Adam, asking. “How many children am I expected to conceive after we

Adam said. “Didn’t you hear the target? It’s four! Sons or daughters, it doesn’t matter,