The Quadruplets Are Mine?

The three of them piled into Abel's Rolls-Royce, heading towards the Struyria Banquet. They had chosen to dine there for the evening, despite the notorious rush hour traffic that plagued the roads.

What was supposed to be a forty-minute journey turned into an hour-long ordeal of honking horns and gridlocked streets.

Finally, they arrived at their destination and parked in the underground garage. Making their way up the elevator, they entered Benjamin's exclusive private room within the banquet hall.

They ordered their favorite dishes and began to eat together.

"I was originally planning to have lunch at Macsen Villa," Emmeline said between bites. "Because Waylon seemed upset."

"Upset about what?" Abel and Benjamin inquired simultaneously.

They both picked out Emmeline's favorite dishes, placing them on a small plate before her.

"It's about the hospital construction project," Emmeline answered after taking a mouthful of food. "Waylon has caught the attention of a certain lady from a particular department."

"Struyria isn't Osea," Benjamin remarked. "In Osea, everyone knows he's not to be messed with. No woman dares to set her sights on him. But here in Struyria, it's a different story. If he shows up, it's only natural for women to take notice."

"That's why Waylon is feeling down," Emmeline chimed in. "He doesn't want to invite unnecessary trouble."

department step in and resolve the situation

I rushed out as soon as I

Benjamin said. "Let's not let him

out his phone and dialed Waylon's

rings, Waylon answered in his deep and melodious voice, "Ben, are

"Emma and Abel

hear," Waylon replied. "Don't let matters of the heart weigh you

continued. "Emma mentioned that something

has already taken care of it," Waylon said. "No

speak, the sound of a crying baby

and then Waylon

chuckled, "Is Waylon

babies at Macsen Villa," Emmeline laughed. "It's quite lively over

chimed in, "It's good for Waylon to have an

those two babies look just like Waylon," Emmeline chuckled. "He's getting

accuse Waylon unjustly," Benjamin laughed. "Who knows, he might still be a

accusing him. I know him," Emmeline giggled mischievously. "It's just the workers there

Villa. She had