The Quadruplets Are Mine?

Chapter 703 Storage Room

40 minutes later, the car parked in the parking lot of Seashell Hotel.

Abel’s bodyguard opened the car door for Evelyn.

The chauffeur, who was also Abel’s bodyguard, escorted Evelyn toward the hotel lobby with another bodyguard.

“Has Mr. Abel arrived already?” Evelyn asked tremblingly.

“Yes.” The bodyguard replied coldly.

After entering the lobby, the bodyguard showed no signs of leading Evelyn into a private room.

Instead, the bodyguard led Evelyn through the lobby, walking deeper into the building.

The lighting grew dimmer as they walked further down.

Evelyn felt uneasy, so she asked, “Which room is Mr. Abel in?”

“Basement One.” The bodyguard answered with a stoic expression.

“Basement One?” Evelyn asked, “What a weird name for a private room. Are there private rooms at the basement level?”

The bodyguard regained his stoic expression, and he remained silent.

Evelyn did not ask any further.

Evelyn doubted the stoic bodyguards would reveal anything, even if she questioned further.

a staircase. They escorted Evelyn down the stairs, with one bodyguard walking in front of Evelyn and the other walking

wasn’t a place

had walked into an area resembling a storage

Evelyn’s heart started pounding.

to keep going, but she knew there was no turning

in panic, it would show that she

coughed, trying to give herself some

finally spoke up, stopping in front of an iron door to

Mr. Abel invite me for dinner in a place like this?

The bodyguard answered, “Mr. Abel is waiting inside. Please, come in, Ms.

door opened

Evelyn scanned around, and she realized that

the middle

with red wine, filling the

the table in a white shirt. He leisurely poured himself

man exuded an alluring charm in the

“Mr. Abel?”

stunned. She was confused about

his eyes under the orange

asking, “Mr. Abel, why are you inviting

from disturbances.” Abel smiled, “I

was uneasy about what

on a charming smile, it made Evelyn feel like he was hard to read. The smile even

“Do you need to be

not know