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!”

up her bag and opened the glass door

get in, Ms.

control panel to

”

seat.

to get

you fancy

aviators, Adam was a swagger behind

Emmeline looked ahead.

of his profile and his sleek

food. Let’s go to the Foodie’s Paradise.

You’d probably

listening

know what story you plan to

hear

minute,” Adam said.

to the Foodie’s Paradise

Foodie’s Paradise was a

sides of the street were filled with

from all over the

scene boasted regional specialties, making it a

explore.

picked a restaurant known for their spices and

dumbstruck as it did not occur to him that the

exotic food to her was

window. Between them

server came

them.

“What are you having?”