The Quadruplets Are Mine?

Chapter 20

Alana Lane was still stepping on the clown’s back as she began cutting the cake into pieces to be served. When she finally stepped back onto the ground, she pointed at the clown who was still in a crouching position. “Do you guys know who this is?” she asked the crowd.

“Who is it?” the crowd wondered curiously.

“This clown, or footstool… is her…” she pointed an accusatory finger at Emmeline. “….her brother, Ethan Louise! Ever since he was banished by his family, he could only make a living doing odd jobs, like being a real-life clown!” Alana chuckled. “How could a family like that ever dream of marrying rich?”

Emmeline felt blood rushing to her head. It was no wonder the clown looked familiar to her now. It was her

ewn brother!

“And this lovely camerawoman over here…” Alana pointed to the lady in a face mask. “…is none other than Ethan’s wife and Emmeline’s sister- in-law, Grace. She was responsible for livestreaming her own clown husband in action as a footstool to the whole of Struyria! Can it get any more embarrassing than that?!” Alana laughed to herself.

“Ethan?!” Grace pulled her face mask off and rushed to where her husband was still crouching on the ground, pulling him up by the shirt. “It’s really you? This was the ‘job’ you were talking about?”

“Grace?” Ethan was equally as

shocked. This was the ‘interview’ his

wife had mentioned?

could no longer

flying kick so powerful that it knocked Ałana into the cake trolley. The cake wobbled dangerously from the force and finally toppled

to hell, Alana!” Emmeline spat

to be this vicious. “How dare she attack me?! Get this crazy bitch out of here!” she

it on!”

was surrounded by more than ten big, burly men in a flash,

her fighting skills. It was

bruised and the party guests were running around in desperate

Alana cried out

over to Alana and gave her two swift kicks in the ribs, before picking her up with her

god! She’s going to kill me!” Alana

and Grace called out as

a tight hug, preventing her from attacking Alana any further. “Emma, stop it. You’ll end up in jail if you keep going!” Ethan pleaded

I go to jail, I must teach this woman a lesson, especially since the

approached her meekly. “Don’t be stubborn. You’ll end

Emmeline gritted her teeth. “How much are we