The Quadruplets Are Mine?

Emmeline took a moment to contemplate and then inquired, “So, what should I do?”

“You should consider undergoing professional training. It’s a high–demand industry in your city for the future,” Brandon replied.

Emmeline nodded, recognizing the ample opportunities for marketing training and a significant gap to be filled.

“If I decide to accept, what should I do next?”

“Come over to my place for a week of intensive closed–door training.” he suggested.

Emmeline’s eyes lit up, and she exclaimed with delight, “So, I’ll be your student? Thank you for offering me this opportunity, but am I truly qualified?”

Brandon chuckled. I’m very selective when choosing my apprentices, and you passed the test.”

“Alright, Mr. Wyan, Emmeline said happily. “I will cherish this opportunity!”

After ending the call, she left the study. Abel remarked. I didn’t expect you to be so mature for your age.

Emmeline pouted, saying. Why not? Can’t I have my own aspirations?”

“I was talking about you being so headstrong and not heeding my advice. Abel playfully teased her, “You’re not as obedient as someone like Alana!”

“Abel!” Emmeline jumped up. “Do you find your life too boring?”

Abel glanced at her and finally realized that he had provoked her. It turned out that her sulking stemmed from this

“Are you jealous?” He chuckled, leaning in to look at her flushed face.

Emmeline puffed up like an irate little lion. “Jealous? Me? Who do you think you are?”

Tm Abel Ryker. My

welled sup

said it all–Abel

consoled her, hugging her tightly.

wiped away her tears and said, “Who cares? I don’t mind if you love someone else; we can’t be together

taken aback by

know that this is what I fear the most

an unexpected silence, Emmeline realized the

down her

the sofa. With a strain in his voice, he implored, “Please don’t hurt me like that.

company about to launch. you’ll be swamped and exhausted. I won’t be able to stay by your side and take care of you.

things!” Abel growled. “If I need a caretaker, I will

“But-

to continue, he leaned down

at RetroWave Advertisements before returning to his

soon as he walked in, he

clean, which was pleasing.

what made him uncomfortable was the addition of an extra desk opposite

furrowed his

carrying a batch of expense receipts, and requested Abel’s

Abel inquired. “Whose desk

it here, stating

silent with a serious expression as he took the receipts from

truck from the

thorough check for accuracy. Abel signed the receipts

glance toward the door. “Mr. Yendall mentioned that from now on, all these receipts, ins and outs, should be presented to