The Quadruplets Are Mine?

Dylan abstained from alcohol, so he quickly finished his pasta.

Abel glanced at his watch; it was 7:30PM, so the trio navigated through the bustling crowd and reached the parking lot. However, they could hear a commotion as if a light was taking place, and it was happening. right where Abel had parked his car.

“Wait here, guys,” Abel told Dylan and Alana. ‘T’ll go over and check it out first.”

Dylan advised, “Be careful and don’t get involved. Your car getting scratched is a minor issue, and your safety is more important!”

“Thank you for the reminder, Mr. Carson. Abel smiled. “I’ll keep that in mind.”

But what if he had to fight? Will he be able to handle three or five people?

When he reached his car, he witnessed two men fighting, though it seemed unrelated to his vehicle. Abel was about to intervene and try to stop the fight when he suddenly recognized that one of the shirtless men fighting was Diesel.

How did he always end up in these situations?

stood nearby in a tight–fitting

cigarette and leaned against the front of his car, squinting as he observed the

with them?”

then opened the back door of the car and told Alana, “Stay in

hurt if she remained in the midst of the fight. A strong sense of security filled Alana’s heart as she obediently sat in the car. She suddenly understood why Abel always protected Emmeline so meticulously, and her heart

few rounds of fighting, Diesel gained the upper hand, and the other man

is just a promiscuous woman who has set her eyes on me. What can you do about it? I’m wealthier and stronger than you, so if you

up and attempted to charge at Diesel, but the glamorously dressed woman tightly embraced

her twice loudly. “Sophia, you deceitful woman! You lied to me about working overtime at the office while you were actually fooling around with this scoundrel! You didn’t expect me to come here, did you? I caught you with your lover, didn’t I?”

been blind when I got together with you! You can neglect

her again,

man turned around aggressively.

car owner. A scratch will cost about

off Abel’s hand,