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.

said, “Have you eaten yet? Let me treat you.”

couple of steps away, extinguished his cigarette in a nearby bin, and tossed it inside. “Sure,” he replied

heart leaped with joy. She hadn’t expected it to be so easy to invite Waylon out. It was like a dream.

passed by Doris, he whispered, “You should go home. Call your sister.

still falling, replied, “I’ll wait here

pale, a hint of pain flashing

yourself,” he said, then turned to Benjamin. “Arrange for a Struyria Banquet

“I’ll stay here too. Don’t

replied before walking away with

Waylon opened the Maybach, and

in the back,” Waylon said with furrowed brows.

not being able to sit beside Waylon. Little did she know

an hour, they entered

asked, “Do you

fine with it,” Waylon replied casually.

Does that mean I’ll have to learn how to make dishes

scarpariello and

Adelmar, do you like sweet and sour flavors?”

it,” Waylon repeated the same phrase.

Did he mean “fine with it” or “not in the mood”? But Lily 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 on food.