The Quadruplets Are Mine?

Ring, ring, ring. The telephone rang.

Emmeline had called.

“Emma?” Waylon spoke swiftly, his voice calm.

“Waylon,” Emma asked, a smile on her face, “did you play the hero and save the damsel in distress?”

“You have sharp ears!” Waylon said indulgently.

“You defended our family; that’s admirable. I heard about it and recognized it right away,” Emma added.

Waylon knew it had to be Adrien’s fault. Adrien, after all, managed the Nimbus Hotel.

“What do you mean I defended our family?” Waylon asked. “Someone bullied my assistant, so I intervened. My assistant is just a figurehead and rarely does any work.”

“I see,” Emma said, sensing Waylon’s cautious distance. “Anyway, it’s good that you stood for Doris; Waylon, you fought bravely for love!”

“Enough!” Waylon exclaimed, rolling his eyes. “Are you mocking your Waylon? Don’t you have anything better to do?” “If you’re free, come help me study herbs!”

Emma explained. “I’ve been dealing with Nightfall Cafe’s expansion; franchisees. from all over have come to

care about my business?” Waylon asked,

you finished fighting? If so, let me know, and I’ll confront them on your behalf.”

you little troublemaker,” Waylon exclaimed, “and you never

declared. “Isn’t there anyone

they’re dissatisfied, they can bring their whole family to find me.”

is domineering Emma remarked. “You ruled over Osea, and now you’ve

conceded, “you’re just teasing your Waylon when

“Is Doris

knee,” Waylon explained.

her to rest at home tomorrow, and I’ll come see her when I have time,” Emma added.

right,” Waylon replied, “thank you on her

smile, adding, “I

This youngster

on the other hand, had already hung up.

find out?” Abel’s

will

Abel suggested. “As long as he isn’t completely oblivious, he will develop feelings sooner or later.”