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

get in,

the central control panel to raise the door

”

seat.

get

you fancy having,

Adam was a swagger behind

Emmeline looked ahead.

was one-third of his profile and his

the Foodie’s Paradise. I don’t feel like

You’d probably find

again after listening to

that. I don’t know what story

hear about

minute,” Adam said.

Foodie’s Paradise

was a

of the street were filled

and gastronomy from all over the

scene boasted regional specialties, making it a great

explore.

known for their spices and

it did not occur to him that the delicate and

most exotic food to

pair sat next to a window.

came over

them.

“What are you having?”