The Quadruplets Are Mine?

Abel held Emmeline’s hand and led her directly to the billiards room after swiping their membership cards at the front desk.

The area was a large hall with six billiard tables, and there was no one else inside.

As Tony personally escorted them, two accompanying ladies greeted Abel and Emmeline.

“Take care of Mr. Abel and Madam,” Tony instructed the two females, emphasizing the term. “Madam.”

He was concerned that the two accompanying ladies would be attracted to the charming. Abel.

This was their usual strategy.

Abel’s wife possessed formidable martial arts skills.

These two accompanying ladies must not provoke her.

To be honest, as soon as they laid eyes on Abel, the two females accompanying Emmeline. were captivated by his charisma.

Wasn’t this man incredibly attractive?

They had always considered Tony attractive, but when he stood next to Abel, Tony paled in comparison!

This man not only had physical handsomeness, but he also exuded an exceptional aura.

There was a tremendous sense of dominance and a regal presence that he concealed.

it be anyone other than Abel who possessed such

realized it could only

were always

was accompanied by

at her; she was also breathtakingly beautiful. They couldn’t help but admire her!

their envy, the two escorting ladies respectfully

setting up the tripod and asking, “Who

cue

won’t hold back.” Emmeline gracefully bent over the table,

made a magnificent straight shot, steady and strong, aiming at the cue ball and scattering

rolled and fell

four individuals standing

even more surprised to see that Emmeline not only knew how to

were so good at billiards, I would

being humble, but I’ve only played a few times

master can tell if someone is

laughed. “Even if I tell you, you

of the game is amazing.” Abel remarked. “You pocketed three balls

again. “Let’s see if I can keep guessing so

one stroke, she pocketed two more balls.

you call this guessing? Who

just guessing!” Emmeline laughed. “I’ve played with Waylon a few times; there’s no real skill

incredible!” Tony exclaimed. “My sister-in-law always

two more balls, but if she continued playing, she