The Quadruplets Are Mine?

Chapter 151

Quentin had no choice. He bent down, preparing to give Alana CPR.

Before he could do so, Alana drew in a deep gulp of air and wheezed, “I…I’m much better now.”

Quentin straightened up, feeling considerably relieved; however, he could not help being somewhat disappointed as well.

Alana took another few labored breaths, then gave Abel her most pitiful look.

Abel deliberately averted his gaze and refused to look at her. Instead, he told Quentin, “Take her back to the hospital, Dr. Anderson. Make sure nothing happens to her.”

“Abel…” Alana protested, pouting

all teary-eyed like a spoiled child.

“I’ll visit you later.” Abel gestured impatiently and turned away.

“Let’s go, Ms. Lane,” Dr. Anderson murmured, wheeling her downstairs.

“All of you, leave now,” Abel ordered. “Everything’s fine here.”

Luca hurriedly ushered everyone out of the room like a mother hen herding a disobedient brood.

Abel stopped him at the door before he left as well. “Luca, give the children breakfast, then send them to kindergarten.”

“Yes, Mr. Abel. I’ll do that.”

door

face.

the room. “Oh shit, oh shit, how

“There’s no need to fear rumors if we haven’t done anything wrong,

nothing happened between us. Who’s going to believe

admit

arms without doing anything about it, they would suspect he was either lying or something

moment,

as if he had just bitten down on a lemon. It must be

glanced at her phone screen, the name on

set?” Abel blinked. “What

up the

“Yes, Mr. Faughn?”

Emma,” Simon replied. “Everyone’s here on set except for you.

did Emmeline recall that she had taken on a stunt job with the film crew. Her face burned. “Yes, yes, everything’s okay. I haven’t forgotten about the stunt job, Mr. Faughn! Something came up, that’s all. I’ll be there in

get here as soon as

up at once. As she turned, Abel leaned over and stared

her so much that she pulled the covers up

“What are you doing? Why are you giving me

Louise, are you out of your mind, taking a stunt job? Has

pulled herself together enough to retort, “That’s right, being poor has definitely stunted my brain. The coffee shop isn’t a booming

reached for his wallet, then pulled out a bank

more.

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