The Quadruplets Are Mine?

Chapter 1151 Fighting Fire With Fire

Upon hearing this, Glenn felt a tinge of displeasure in his heart, but he maintained a composed expression on his face. After all, he was a veteran in the world of politics.

"Is your memory not as good as Uncle Glenn's? Didn't we all have dinner together when you and Sonia were in college?" Glenn smiled lightly, with a hint of accusation in his tone.

"That was all in the past," Abel sneered, "Young people tend to move forward, not dwell on the past."

As Abel's words reached Glenn's ears, the corners of his lips tightened noticeably. What did Abel mean by that? Did he mean the matter between Glenn and Sonia was over?

"Uncle Glenn, let's order," Abel politely pushed the menu over.

"Nimbus Hotel has recently introduced a new dish. Uncle Glenn can try it and provide some feedback," Abel suggested.

Glenn took the menu and handed it to Stuart, saying, "I'm a bit overwhelmed with choices, you can order."

Stuart carefully selected four dishes and one soup.

Abel followed suit and ordered four dishes and one soup as well, making a total of eight dishes and two soups. He also ordered two bottles of aged liquor that had been aged for 50 years.

"If we order so much, we might not be able to finish it all," Glenn remarked politely, his expression unchanged.

"Four dishes and one soup are sufficient, along with drinks. No need to go overboard and make it too extravagant," Glenn added.

"I didn't invite you out to talk about business. We don't need to follow any formalities," Abel replied firmly.


Abel smiled, "Let's enjoy our time together and have good food."

Glenn's expression improved upon hearing this.

In truth, he had been wondering about Abel's intentions for inviting him here. Could it be that he had thoughts about his daughter Sonia again? Perhaps Abel wanted to clarify the relationship between him and Emmeline.

Apart from that, Glenn couldn't think of any other reason for Abel to request this meeting.

The waiter served all the dishes, and the bottle of Moutai was opened. Stuart took charge of filling their glasses.

"Uncle Glenn," Abel raised his wine glass, "This toast is for you!"

Glenn also lifted his glass and clinked it with Abel's.

Abel's glass was slightly lower, showing respect for his elder.

They both took a sip of their drinks, and a sense of camaraderie filled the air.

Abel then used the serving chopsticks to pick up some food for Glenn.

Glenn's mood seemed to improve even further, and he appeared more at ease.

After all, Glenn was a high-ranking official, and no matter what the Ryker family's background was, he was still a businessman. His imposing aura and sense of superiority were difficult to subdue.

"Uncle Glenn, please have some more," Abel offered again, serving more food to Glenn.

Glenn felt increasingly flattered by Abel's attentiveness.

Regaining his composure, Glenn drank and ate, waiting for Abel to bring up the topic he had in mind.

But Abel just kept toasting, serving food and remained silent about the purpose of their gathering.

As time passed, and the bottle of liquor was finished, Abel still had not broached the subject.

Glenn's patience was wearing thin.

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