The Quadruplets Are Mine?

Emmeline smiled wryly. “If only it were that easy. I can’t find that person at all. If I know where he is and ask him for the antidote, I’ll be willing to do anything for him. But where can I find him? That b*stard is nowhere to be found!”

The pastry chef said nothing.

Emmeline pressed her lips together. She took an ice pack from the freezer and went upstairs.

After seeing Emmeline disappear around the corner, the pastry chef went back to the kitchen.

He thought for a while and sent Adam a message. “Mr. Adam, I managed to find out something just now, but I don’t know if it’s important.”

Adam replied, “What is it? Tell me! I’m not in the mood to play games!”

“Mr. Abel is ill, but he needs an antidote instead of a doctor.”

“Okay. And then?”

“Ms. Louise was crying. She said ‘that person’ has the antidote, but she can’t find him.”

Adam grinned smugly. Yes, that’s true. I’m that man! But I can’t tell him.

Instead, he replied, “Is that all? Can’t you tell me the whole story in one message?”

she called that person a

“…What else?”

she’d do anything

actually say that? If I give her the antidote, will she do anything I say? Adam

chance! But what would I

was to have her make out with him and satisfy

wanted funds from Ryker Group to acquire

establishment occupying a large area. He estimated the bids would go as high

dollars in assets, which was far less

dollars was only enough to acquire the place. He had to consider

of that needed money, and

and realized

would be exposing his identity as the

an idea gradually formed

phone and dialed

answered. “Mr. Adam?

narrowed his gaze.

waiting for your call, Mr. Adam,” the other

We can continue our collaboration now,” Adam said

Palace anymore. How can we collaborate?”