Quadruplets Unite: Mother's Words Are Law

Abel glanced at the time in his backyard home. It was half past noon.

At this moment, Emma should be at the banquet.

Abel chuckled to himself. He poured himself half a glass of white wine and downed it in one. gulp.

A spicy sensation traveled down his throat and warmed his chest, bringing him great pleasure.

Abel wouldn’t have another glass; he wouldn’t allow himself to get drunk.

The banquet ended at two o’clock in the afternoon, and Emmeline returned to her parents” house.

She took off the gold ring and thought about throwing it from the third floor.

After some consideration, she realized it wouldn’t be right because the ring was bought by Abel. She couldn’t throw it away.

But where should I wear it? None of her ten fingers were suitable. She decided to place it in the jewelry box.

She didn’t want those three dresses, not a single one. She picked up the clothes and stuffed them into the trash can.

The trash can couldn’t hold everything. What should I do?

Right, throw them downstairs.

And that suitcase, it was so eye–catching and looked disturbingly conspicuous.

It wasn’t hers either, and she didn’t want it. She decided to drag it downstairs as well.

What else? What else? What else?

Emmeline paced back and forth in the hallway.

wanted to throw

Hannah suddenly noticed her

and was startled.

her to the bedroom, and whispered, ‘Emma, what’s

and squatted on the floor.

down, frightening Hannah, who held

suddenly rang. It was Abel calling.

at home, but today, he called Maxwell’s phone.

ran to the terrace and whispered, “Abel.”

asked. “Is Emma

Maxwell said coldly. “I’ll take care

if Emma is safe, Abel said weakly.

Maxwell said. “Hannah

“That’s good. Please keep an eye on her. Last

to Emma again,” Maxwell said, “but you have to

“What? Tell me.”

a month,” Maxwell said in a low voice,

month, not even in ten years. I

held the phone, lost

in the

business, Abel treated the client to pasta at

nine o’clock at night.

since Abel had eaten any pasta. Drinking on an

the client, Luca drove and took Abel back to his home at Ryker Group.

fell into a deep sleep. He hadn’t slept a wink the previous

him