Quadruplets Unite: Mother's Words Are Law

“Doris,” Lily’s eyes were red-rimmed. “Daniel risked his life for you. You must not let him down!”

Doris hesitated for a moment, remembering the critical moment when Daniel claimed to be her boyfriend to protect her. In return, she had also claimed that Daniel was her boyfriend to plead for his safety. Now, Lily’s words…

Doris mumbled a faint “yes” and nodded.

A short distance away, Waylon, who was leaning against the wall, lowered his head and lit a cigarette.

“Waylon, Benjamin whispered, “There might still be a way out of this…”

“Get lost!” Waylon furrowed his brows. “What’s it to do with me? Who do you think I am?”

Still being stubborn, eh? Benjamin mused. Isn’t it obvious? When your beloved woman is being taken away right- before your eyes, and you’re here trying to save face, it’s nothing but self-inflicted suffering!

“Mr. Adelmar!” Lily approached and said warmly, “Thank you for saving my brother.”

“Also, thanks to Daniel for helping… my sister’s employee,” Waylon replied, taking a drag from his cigarette and exhaling a thin plume of smoke.

Behind the faint smoke, his deep, mysterious eyes seemed to hold a touch of melancholy, adding to his already captivating aura.

Lily suddenly felt a bit dazed, noting a certain melancholic quality in Waylon’s expression. Yet, this quality only made him more enchanting.

for a moment and then softly said, “Have

couple of steps away, extinguished his cigarette in a nearby bin, and

heart leaped with joy. She hadn’t expected it to be so easy to invite Waylon

by Doris, he whispered, “You should go home. Call your sister. Your kids are still waiting.

“I’ll wait here for Daniel.

turned slightly pale, a hint of pain flashing

then turned to Benjamin. “Arrange for a Struyria Banquet meal to be delivered to her

stay here too. Don’t worry!”

walking away

lot, Waylon opened the Maybach, and Lily

the back,” Waylon said with furrowed brows. “It’s

beside Waylon.

half an hour, they entered an

Adelmar,” Lily asked, “Do you like Italian cuisine?”

with it,” Waylon

her brows again. What kind of response was that? Does that mean I’ll have to learn how to make dishes from all over

ordered chicken scarpariello and pork agrodolce.

you like sweet and

fine with it,” Waylon repeated the same

couldn’t dwell on such thoughts. The fact that Waylon was having a meal with her was already a rare opportunity. She couldn’t afford to waste her thoughts