The Quadruplets Are Mine?

Janie’s face flushed crimson at the mere utterance of that sentence while Benjamin lowered his head, embarrassed.

Waylon retrieved a packet of medicine from his pocket containing only one solitary pill.

“Once you take this, you’ll be fine. After that, have the doctor evaluate you, and you should be able to leave the hospital.”

Having taken the pill. Benjamin passed it to Janie and went on to prepare a glass of warm water for her.

Janie crushed the pill between her teeth before swallowing it.

Waylon spoke softly to her, “I trust you to keep this a secret for me, alright?”

With a reassuring smile and a nod, Janie responded, “I understand, Mr. Waylon. Don’t worry.”

Once Abel and Waylon departed, Benjamin requested the doctor to reexamine Janic.

All of Janie’s vital signs showed no abnormalities, leaving the doctor perplexed, yet no questions were raised, and so Janie was cleared for release from the hospital just like that.

Stealthily, under the cloak of night, Osea’s mercenaries and their arsenals made their clandestine arrival at midnight.

The mercenaries and their arsenal gathered in the basement of The Precipice.

Abel did as he did on his previous covert rescue mission at the Imperial Palace–he displayed the floor plan of the Imperial Palace and briefed the mercenaries on the layout of each location, this time doing so. in Spanish.

club owner. Emmeline was previously held captive in this area, but our current intel is limited. You must know that the Imperial Palace

Any unnecessary involvement of civilians must be

“Therefore, our optimal course of action is to infiltrate the Imperial Palace and gather intelligence on the target’s whereabouts prior to taking any further steps.

suitable candidate to conduct the reconnaissance?” Benjamin inquired. -Tll handle it,” Abel asserted. “I am well–acquainted with the layouts of the

on the task, Abel. Who on earth in Struyria does not know who Mr. Abel

guise of a woman. Even if my cover is blown, it

“A man disguised as a woman? Abel,

the laughter and added,

I go

are you compared to me, barely over six feet

left speechless by

who happened to

heated debate, paying little heed to the foreign mercenaries who stood nearby. The mercenaries, unable to understand their words, watched intently as the three expressed their views through animated facial

“I can transform myself into a blonde!” he

it,” Benjamin remarked, “At six feet, you’re

with that. Frankly, I’d feel uneasy about assigning

Benjamin. “As soon as day breaks,

makeup artist from Adelmar Studios. Following that, he quickly got in touch with a

the makeup artist arrived and began

tailor’s custom–made long dress