The Quadruplets Are Mine?

An hour later, Adam’s Hennessey Venom pulled up outside the café.

Through the glass door, Adam’s grimacing side profile could be seen in the semi-lowered seat.

He did not bring a chauffeur, assistant, or security detail with him.

“Ms. Louise, can you not go?”

Sam and Daisy were worried.

“Adrien is nothing. Adam is the mean one!”

Emmeline uttered, “I must go. He talked to Waylon, and he’s

suspicious about who I am. I don’t feel comfortable if I don’t put feelers out.

“Do you want to let Mr. Benjamin know? He can watch your back,” Sam said.

“Keep it from Benjamin for now. He makes a big deal out of things,” Emmeline replied.

“Mr. Benjamin is concerned about you.”

“In that case, tell Benjamin to buy a few online shops now to sell different kinds of needles on eBay, but don’t tell him why,” Emmeline told Sam.

“Alright, Ms. Louise.” Sam heeded the order.

“What about me? Don’t expect me to sit around, Ms. Louise,” Daisy commented.

“You’re a skilled fighter. You should follow me in the dark just to be on the safe side.”

“Roger that, Ms. Louise.” Daisy nodded Ker head.

Daisy had been feeling as if she was stuck in a rut with the daily housekeeping. A mission was all she needed to recharge.

“I got to go. Onto your positions.”

“Sure!”

picked up her bag and opened the glass door

get in,

to raise the door to

”

seat.

get inside,

you fancy having,

huge aviators, Adam was

Emmeline looked ahead.

one-third of his profile and his

to the Foodie’s Paradise. I don’t feel like having anything else,” Emmeline

You’d probably find

again after listening to

see about that. I don’t know what story

rush. You’ll hear about

minute,” Adam said.

the Foodie’s Paradise as Emmeline

Paradise was a street of

sides of the street were filled

gastronomy from all over

regional specialties, making it

explore.

known for

as it did not occur to him that the

the most exotic food to

sat next to a window. Between them was a

server came over to

them.

“What are you having?”