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?”

that person

“…What else?”

she’d do anything for

I give her the antidote, will she do anything I say? Adam thought. He twiddled the sparse hairs on

chance! But what would I make that woman

thing he wanted was to have her make out with him and satisfy his urges, but he knew

funds from Ryker Group to acquire the

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

assets, which was

place. He

that needed money, and

realized he could

exchange for the antidote, he would be exposing his identity as the

idea

took his phone and dialed a

call was soon answered.

his gaze.

been waiting for your call, Mr. Adam,”

continue our collaboration now,” Adam

Palace anymore. How can we collaborate?” the other