The Quadruplets Are Mine?

Adam was lost for words. Did Emmeline say eBay?

“Did you say eBay?”

“Yeah, that’s right.”

Adam mumbled to himself. Was the exact same needle sold on eBay?

For someone his age, Adam had never downloaded the app

either.

“I’ll show you the app. If you like the needle, I can place an order for you.”

Emmeline grabbed a napkin to wipe her hands before clicking on a link Sam sent her.

The link brought her to an online shop, displaying needles of

different sizes and materials.

Among them was the steel needle Adam had couriered to her.

“Adam, do you see anything you like? I add the product to the shopping cart and get the stuff all at once later.” Emmeline showed the products to Adam.

“Never mind!” Adam grew frustrated.

Nothing went according to plan.

In fact, the situation now blew his mind.

It was completely different from what he had expected. The difference was like night and day.

“Adam, are you finished with your

story?”

Emmeline said, “I would suggest you do your homework on Game of Thrones

more stories from

Adrien. Now, he was no longer in the mood to

started the story, bearing

substance anyway.

ask something of

carried no weight?

Who cared?

the

stared at his bottle and held

don’t worry about drunk drinking.

take

“I have a chauffeur.”

Just drink all you

hard to tell that you can be so barbaric

I’m grateful to have something

with a smile.

her out of the house five years ago, and Emmeline had been roaming the street

Adam furrowed his brows.

delicate and fragile

a sad

“Come on, Adam.” Emmeline

raised her bottle.

force. “Forget it. I admit defeat. You can’t drink

Emmeline squinted and chuckled.

other table,

customer, broke into

had lost the round

walked by

It was Alondra.

two wives of foremen when she caught a

but at a