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.

buried herself the moment everyone invaded the room. “Oh shit, oh shit, how the hell am I going to show my face

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

go explain the entire mess to them and tell them nothing happened

Abel had to admit she had a point.

that he had spent the night with a beautiful woman in his arms without doing anything about it, they would suspect he was either lying or

moment,

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

when he glanced at her phone screen, the name on the display

Abel blinked. “What

up the phone to answer the

“Yes, Mr. Faughn?”

on set except for you.

that she had taken on a stunt job with the film crew. Her face burned. “Yes, yes, everything’s okay. I haven’t

as soon as you can; everyone’s waiting

at once. As she turned, Abel leaned over and stared at her full in

so much that she pulled the covers up

you doing? Why are

Louise, are you out of your mind,

for a good few seconds before she pulled herself together enough to retort, “That’s right, being poor has definitely stunted my brain. The coffee

then pulled out a bank card. “Is ten million enough? If

more.

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