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.

heavily guarded location within the Imperial Palace. The top floor contains the living quarters of the club owner. Emmeline was previously held captive in this area,

must be swift and precise while ensuring the safety of innocent bystanders. Any unnecessary involvement of civilians must be avoided at all costs. If

Imperial Palace and gather intelligence on the target’s whereabouts prior to taking any further steps. This will enable

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

take on the task,

my cover is blown, it would be less likely to

man disguised as a woman? Abel,

and added, “This woman is exceptionally

I go

“You? How much shorter are you compared to

was left speechless by

who happened

to the foreign mercenaries who stood nearby. The mercenaries, unable to understand their

sudden burst of inspiration. “I can transform myself into a

for it,” Benjamin remarked, “At

that. Frankly, I’d feel uneasy about assigning this task

said to Benjamin. “As soon as day breaks, find a makeup artist who can assist me

Studios. Following that, he quickly got in touch with a tailor specializing in custom–made clothing and

morning, the makeup artist arrived and

long dress