The Quadruplets Are Mine?

Chapter 18

“Emmeline!” Alana’s smile was saccharine sweet as she made her way toward her cousin. “If you didn’t have a dress to wear tonight, I could have lent you one! I have plenty of better-quality dresses after all!”

“Well, this dress was only 99 dollars, including shipping!” Emmeline chuckled. “It’s perfect for tonight,” she added.

Alana’s expression hardened. “What do you mean? Are you mocking our family with your cheap fashion?” Alana gave Emmeline a hard shove, causing Emmeline to stumble and fall backward. However, she was saved by a pair of strong hands that cushioned her fall from behind. Abel Ryker had just arrived.

With an arm still wrapped

protectively around Emmeline’s

waist, Abel turned toward Alana with

a frosty expression. “What’s wrong with a 99-dollar dress? Emmeline looks better than any other lady here tonight.”

“Mr… Mr. Abel?” Alana stammered. “I… I was just teasing my cousin. You’re right, her dress is beautiful!”

“Don’t you owe her an apology?” Abel insisted, refusing to let Alana off the hook so easily.

many guests who had come

wife around and get away with it?” his tone was cold and menacing. He extended an arm, trying to get Emmeline

pouted. “I’m sorry,

anything, including this dress!” Julianna Campbell announced,

feeling the need

Emmeline. It’s three against one! Isn’t

“Not everyone can achieve what Emmeline has

written all over Rosaline and Abel’s

corner, willing herself to disappear. The families could continue bickering on

but she told herself to be patient. She had bigger plans in place to take down Emmeline tonight. She

express our gratitude for showering us with your presence tonight, Alana will delight us all with a special

the skirt of her gown and waltzed toward the piano as graceful as a swan. She was a talented pianist, having been

unlike Emmeline who did

began to play confidently. A beautiful melody travelled through the room as Alana’s fingers moved up and down

upper-class family! She could rival any famous piano soloist!” a

also talented. I suppose that’s the criteria to marry a Ryker,” another friend chimed