The Quadruplets Are Mine?

Looking at the photo, Abel nodded. “Yes! Number 1!”

“Adrien, Lizbeth looks a lot like me!” exclaimed Emmeline.

“It’s her then. Adrien, I met this girl before. She looks good!” Abel said again.

“Emma, what do you think?” Adrien asked, looking at Emmeline.

“We’re trapped together in Imperial Palace before. I think she’s good too,” replied Emmeline.

“So, it’s her then. Shall we call her now?” Adrien asked.

Just when the three of them were talking excitedly, someone shouted, “Someone is poisoned. Call 911.”

Hearing that, Abel opened the door and asked, “What happened? What’s going on?”

“Mr. Abel, Old Mr. Ryker is looking for you. You’d better go downstairs to take a lot. Someone was poisoned and was spitting out blood!” exclaimed the butler, Fabian Ryker.

Poisoned? Spitting out blood?

Abel felt a chill run down his spine. How could such a thing happen on such an occasion?

Without further ado, he ran downstairs to take a look.

Emmeline followed

room was in

on the floor with

arms and cried, “Mom,

“Abel, be alert! Someone just poisoned the lady!” Looking at the

a lot like me!” exclaimed

Abel

gathered all the bodyguards in a hurry and searched the

to take a look. The middle-aged woman’s eyes were closed and dark red blood

to her?”

seems to

the woman’s wrist and felt that

My mother didn’t offend anyone!” The young woman cried. “She just

the

all the guests were terrified. They put down their red wine glasses at

red wine just now.

seemed that not all red wines were poisoned. Otherwise, the middle-aged woman would not be the only

Ryker’s family doctor arrived. He rushed over and gave

needle from her bag and inserted it through the middle-aged woman’s vein to block her meridians.

than 10 minutes, the ambulance arrived. The paramedics quickly gave the middle-aged woman infusion before carrying her into the