The Quadruplets Are Mine?

Evelyn said hurriedly, “Mr. Abel, work is more important; please leave it to me; I can look after Granddad.”

“Okay.” He nodded, picked up his suit jacket, and left.

Oscar slammed the fork on the table and snorted, “This bastard is so freaking stubborn!”

“Grandda,” Evelyn said, “Emmeline was in danger; it was only natural that Mr. Abel was feeling upset.”

“Why should I be understanding?” Oscar snapped and said, “All she has done is give birth to the four children and nothing more! She can never be better than you. What’s more, she’s dead now!”

Evelyn lowered her head and smiled. How can a dead woman compete with a rich lady like me? It seems that I still have my chance with Abel as long as I’m on Old Mr. Ryker’s good side. No, not only him! I also have to be on good terms with Abel’s parents and children!”

She quickly carried out her plan. The next time, she went to the kindergarten to pick up four of them. She blocked their way out and said, “I’m your mom’s friend; I’m here to visit you all.”

“But we don’t know you,” Timothy looked up and asked, “Are you a human trafficker?”

“Of course not,” She squatted down and smiled lovingly, saying, “I’m best friends with your mom, Emmeline. You all should address me as Auntie Evelyn .

was said to be alerted. “How can we

“we won’t believe you before making sure of

four of

go to your house, and

fetch us now,” Timothy asked. “Are you coming with

from his car; she had greeted him and his wife the other day. And the two of them knew who she was; she once had a marriage

her here, and he asked,

and said, “I’m here to see the things; I’m

to miss the kids,”

at what

asked, “is she really

nodded and said, “we

our mom’s friend,” Endymion said. “Sorry for

Hesperus said, “Auntie, nice to