Quadruplets Unite: Mother's Words Are Law

Abel sat on the dam by the lake.

Two hours ago, he once again came to implore Maxwell and Kimberly to bless his union with Emmeline, whom he knew he could never live without.

The stainless-steel cover of the smoothie blender he had brought back from Sandwell had already been arranged for sample production by the technicians, and the path to securing the contract factory was well laid out. However, his heart was in turmoil.

On the day Emmeline spent at RetroWave Advertisements, he had visited twice just to catch a glimpse of her from afar. Just that one glance was enough to calm his restless heart.

Abel knew what he wanted. So, at 4 p.m., he returned home once more.

What he received was not only a scolding from Kimberly but also two slaps from Maxwell.

He knelt at Maxwell’s feet without a word. However, the couple adamantly refused to allow Emmeline to marry him.

“Emma!” Abel shouted loudly across the lake, “Tell me, what should I do to keep from losing you?”

Tears had dried up.

her phone, looked at Abel’s name, deleted it, and then saved it again. She saved it, thought for a moment, and then added it to her block list, only to release it

why are you acting like this now? Even if my parents won’t let us be together, I’m

darker, Emmeline knew she had

was still a lot of research to be done tonight. She had to bury her worries.

to leave when she suddenly saw the vice principal of the school she worked in sitting on a

Diesel Parker, the man who had once held

on her eyes, but a closer look confirmed that it was

one is a

would take and took a

day, when Emmeline arrived at RetroWave Advertisements, everyone was already

smoothly. It thoroughly demonstrated the benefits to businesses and the social impact on various levels. The next day, armed with the proposal and some representative visual concepts, they would meet with Vernon Chester, the

thrilled, but she didn’t expect Abel to

and ran up the stairs to her office. While she was happy to see him, she didn’t want to see

after her, protect her, but you won’t let her

I’m just pushing her

indeed

out of her cocoon, it’ll be your turn to suffer,” Benjamin York