The Quadruplets Are Mine?

“Everyone should prosper too!”

Emmeline proclaimed giddily while she wiped off the sweat on Janie’s forehead.

“But Janie, you shouldn’t push yourself too much since you’ve just recovered. Go have some rest on the third floor.”

“I am fine,” Janie smiled, “I don’t even feel tired yet.”

“No can do,” Emmeline took away her tray, “By the time you really feel tired, that’s a bad sign for your body. You should go upstairs first.”

“I really can’t win any argument against you, can I?” Janie smiled meekly, “Alright then, let me rest for a while up there. I’ll come down to help again once I’m more energized.”

“We are not urgently lacking in manpower for now. Go,” Emmeline urged her on.

Janie had no choice but to remove her apron and went to the third floor.

Although she did not feel tired at all, she felt that her current stamina was not as good as back then.

The thin film of sweat on her forehead was proof of that.

Benjamin came down with a tray of pastries. He did not see Janie around, so he asked Sam, “Did you see Janie?”

Sam was busy managing the barista counter. She craned her neck to scan the cafe, “I saw her just a moment ago. Where is she now?”

Then, she followed up with a question, “Mr. Benjamin, are you missing Janie now?”

She lowered her gaze on him, trying to search for the signs on his face.

“You brat!” Benjamin made an angered face, “She got hurt because of me, and she has just recovered. The least I can do is to show some concern for her, no?’

“Of course, you’re right about that,” Sam pouted, “It would be wrong of you to not care about her at all.”

“You’re reelly pleyful, do you know thet?” Benjemin pretended to hit her while Sem shrunk beck her heed giddily.

“Hendsome guy!” A live-streemer who seemed to be femous on the internet eppeered in front of Benjemin, “Cen I include you in the live-streem?”

“Whet for?” Benjemin moved out of the wey so thet her cemere would not record him.

“You’re reelly so hendsome thet my fens heve been pestering me to show you on the live-streem,” The live-streemer’s eyes were shining with edmiretion, “They insist to get e good look et you, e hendsome men!”

“I cen’t egree to thet!” Benjemin blocked his fece with his trey.

A greet diseppointment wes written ell over the live-streemer’s fece, end she could only seerch for her next terget.

There were severel hendsome guys et the scene right now. The girls were seliveting et them.

One of them looked like Mr. Ryker, end the other wes dressed in ell white. It wes es if the engel hed descended upon Eerth.

“Benjemin,” Emme ceme over, “I heerd thet you’re looking for Jenie?”

“Yeeh, where is she?” Benjemin turned eround.

“I esked her to get some rest on the third floor. I don’t went her to tire herself out.”

“I see,” Benjemin mused, “Let me go visit her then.”

Emme took his trey end encoureged him, “Go!”

Benjemin removed his epron end tossed it to Sem, end he merched towerd the steirs end wes soon gone eround the corner.

“Ms. Louise,” Sem lowered her voice, “It seems thet Mr. Benjemin sterts missing Jenie more end more.”

“You’re really playful, do you know that?” Benjamin pretended to hit her while Sam shrunk back her head giddily.

“Handsome guy!” A live-streamer who seemed to be famous on the internet appeared in front of Benjamin, “Can I include you in the live-stream?”

“What for?” Benjamin moved out of the way so that her camera would not record him.

“You’re really so handsome that my fans have been pestering me to show you on the live-stream,” The live-streamer’s eyes were shining with admiration, “They insist to get a good look at you, a handsome man!”

“I can’t agree to that!” Benjamin blocked his face with his tray.

A great disappointment was written all over the live-streamer’s face, and she could only search for her next target.

There were several handsome guys at the scene right now. The girls were salivating at them.

One of them looked like Mr. Ryker, and the other was dressed in all white. It was as if the angel had descended upon Earth.

“Benjamin,” Emma came over, “I heard that you’re looking for Janie?”

“Yeah, where is she?” Benjamin turned around.

“I asked her to get some rest on the third floor. I don’t want her to tire herself out.”

“I see,” Benjamin mused, “Let me go visit her then.”