The Quadruplets Are Mine?

“Coffee. I’m delivering coffee to Benjamin.” Abel flashed the coffee bag.

“I won’t trouble you on that.” Emmeline put her hands out to grab the bag, but Abel raised his arm up high.

Emmeline could not reach it despite getting on her tiptoes.

“You’re a lady boss. It’s not a boss’ job to deliver coffee,” Abel said.

“I think you’re looking for an excuse to get upstairs with you. Your job as a chauffeur is over. You can leave,” Emmeline uttered.

Abel pressed the floor button, turning a deaf ear to Emmeline’s reply.

The elevator was already moving up anyway, so he did not have to get off.

Emmeline scoffed and turned her face away, refusing to give him the time of the day.

However, the elevator had three-sided mirrors. She could see Abel standing tall behind her in each mirror.

It was a full-frontal view of his handsome face.

While Emmeline did not want to look at his face, he was everywhere no matter where she looked.

Emmeline picked her head up and looked to the top.

There was a mirror on the ceiling too. She could still see Abel near her.

His high nose bridge and ruggedness were in full glory.

The man was good-looking even from an aerial view.

With the elevator opening on the 88th floor, Emmeline took a step out of there.

kept up with

behind her with a bag

the CEO’s office, Joey, the secretary

privacy. Do you have an appointment,

cleared his throat behind

man, Joey nearly dropped

Abel? What

“I’m here

“Deliver…”

Deliver coffee to Benjamin?

Ryker, the CEO of the Ryker Group,

on her saliva, Joey hacked out

knocked on the door of

Benjamin’s callous voice echoed from the other side of the

to me

brief silence inside, the heavy carved door was pushed

said, “You’re here,

around the office.” Emmeline walked into

fair lady become interested in work? Didn’t you retire

close the door when a

with a

are you here?” Benjamin was

coffee to you and Janie,” Abel answered

you delivering coffee, Mr. Abel?” Abel asked

at Emmeline. “I’m Ms. Louise’s assistant. She’s here to keep tabs on work, and I’ll be

brows. What

not have feelings