Quadruplets Unite: Mother's Words Are Law

After finishing her call with Waylon, Doris hung up the phone. So, for the past couple of days, every evening after work, she took a taxi home and then sent a message to Waylon. Waylon would respond with just “Got it.” And that would be the end of the conversation.

Now, as Doris was about to hail a taxi that night, a black car suddenly stopped in front of her. Before she could react, two people got out of the backseat and the front passenger seat respectively, grabbed her, and shoved her into the car. They swiftly locked the doors, and the car sped away.

The whole ordeal took less than two seconds. Even so, the situation was witnessed by Daniel, who happened to be driving behind.

Earlier in the day, Daniel had talked to Doris and learned she would take a taxi home after work. He had considered offering to give her a ride to ensure her safety. As fate would have it, he was driving toward her location and saw her being forcibly placed into the car.

Realizing that something was wrong, Daniel floored the gas pedal and chased after the vehicle.

The person in the front passenger seat cursed inside the car after glancing at the rearview mirror. “We have a Volvo chasing our tail!”

By this time, Doris had already been gagged with duct tape, and her hands and feet were bound. She lay on the seat, desperately struggling and making muffled sounds through her. gag.

had no idea why these people had suddenly kidnapped her. Also, she was worried about her children at home. What would become of her kids if something were to

the seat, only for the man beside her to slap her

yourself, or Mr. Raymond will

Doris’ mind went blank. Could it be Raymond Zaneveld, the scion from a powerful family who had made

car ahead maintained a high speed, and the two vehicles kept a consistent distance on the road as

cars were still locked in a tight chase. They left the city, entered the highway, took the first exit, and entered a

never taking his eyes off the black car in front. He didn’t know exactly

the police or even contacting Waylon. However, the relentless pursuit left him with

from idle. He repeatedly picked up

hasn’t Doris texted? It has been half an hour; she should have arrived home by note. So,

Doris’

relieved as her phone rang. However, as the ringing continued, with no one answering, his relief turned into dread. Finally, a robotic voice informed him. “The number you have dialed is