The Quadruplets Are Mine?

“Emmett’s a boy,” Abel said. “At his age, I couldn’t even tell how old women were.”

“Emmett’s a boy,” Abel said. “At his age, I couldn’t even tell how old women were.”

“Yeah,” Emmeline chimed in. “To me, she looks about the same age as our maid. What’s the big deal?”

“Forget about it,” Abel ruffled her hair. “Let’s go to Nightfall Cafe.”

“Mr. Abel,” Evelyn spoke up anxiously. “Aren’t you going to stay home with me?”

“I’m going out for coffee with my little bro here,” Abel said, putting his arm around “Emmett’s” shoulder. “You can eat dinner by yourself.”

“But, Mr. Abel…” Evelyn protested.

Abel ignored her and walked out with “Emmett,” two “men” on a mission.

Luca hastily texted Sam: “Mr. Abel went to get coffee, you’re not closed, are you?”

Sam read the message and knew that Ms. Louise had “abducted” Abel to come over.

He quickly replied to Luca: “I was about to close, but since Mr. Abel is here, I’ll stay open a little longer. After all, he’s the one who pays me triple.”

Luca replied: “Okay, we’ll be there in a bit.”

Sam sent a winking emoji.

Sure enough, half an hour later, Abel’s Rolls-Royce pulled into the parking lot across the street.

Sam leaned against the glass door and saw Emmeline and Abel walking towards him, arm in arm.

From a distance, Emmeline really did look like a cool, handsome young man, and her appearance didn’t disappoint up close.

road and entered the coffee shop, Emmeline strolled

well, this place is pretty nice. I like it,” she

Abel, this gentleman,” Sam greeted them as they approached the counter. “Would

stepped in front of Sam. “Could you brew us two cups of

please have a seat,” Sam smiled. “The

pretty little lady. I

her head, knowing that Emmeline was intentionally saying that to make

face turned

Luca in surprise. “Luca, I

shrugged his neck. “Just got blown by

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face. “I don’t

didn’t say anything, turning his head

him, “You’re just standing there, why don’t you go help Sam with

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Abel reelly likes this guy. He’s so hendsome, I’m crushing on him

Luce excleimed. “You like Emmett too,