Quadruplets Unite: Mother's Words Are Law

Emmeline took a moment to contemplate and then inquired, “So, what should I do?”

“You should consider undergoing professional training. It’s a high–demand industry in your city for the future,” Brandon replied.

Emmeline nodded, recognizing the ample opportunities for marketing training and a significant gap to be filled.

“If I decide to accept, what should I do next?”

“Come over to my place for a week of intensive closed–door training.” he suggested.

Emmeline’s eyes lit up, and she exclaimed with delight, “So, I’ll be your student? Thank you for offering me this opportunity, but am I truly qualified?”

Brandon chuckled. I’m very selective when choosing my apprentices, and you passed the test.”

“Alright, Mr. Wyan, Emmeline said happily. “I will cherish this opportunity!”

After ending the call, she left the study. Abel remarked. I didn’t expect you to be so mature for your age.

Emmeline pouted, saying. Why not? Can’t I have my own aspirations?”

“I was talking about you being so headstrong and not heeding my advice. Abel playfully teased her, “You’re not as obedient as someone like Alana!”

“Abel!” Emmeline jumped up. “Do you find your life too boring?”

Abel glanced at her and finally realized that he had provoked her. It turned out that her sulking stemmed from this

“Are you jealous?” He chuckled, leaning in to look at her flushed face.

Emmeline puffed up like an irate little lion. “Jealous? Me? Who do you think you are?”

Ryker. My name speaks

welled sup with tears.

name said it all–Abel

consoled her, hugging her tightly. “I am Abel Ryker, only for

mind

aback by her

you know that this is

into an unexpected silence, Emmeline realized the impact of her

streamed down

and settled on the sofa. With a strain in his voice, he implored, “Please don’t hurt me like

won’t be able to stay by your side and take care of you. If you

such things!” Abel growled. “If I need a caretaker,

“But-

as she was about to continue, he leaned down and silenced

dropped Emmeline off at RetroWave Advertisements before returning to his office.

in, he was taken

clean, which was

uncomfortable was the addition of an extra desk opposite his

furrowed his brow

of expense receipts, and

opposite desk. Abel inquired. “Whose desk

moving it here, stating

expression as

the fuel receipts for the truck from the previous

Abel signed the receipts and instructed, “Submit

toward the door. “Mr. Yendall mentioned that from now on, all these receipts, ins and outs, should