The Quadruplets Are Mine?

“No,” Abel replied. “He had a scarf wrapped around half of his face. That side felt strange to me, but I didn’t think much of it.”

“Then, please tell us about that day, Tobias said, his anticipation evident in his expression.

“On that day, I won a bet against Oliver, the Jade King.” Abel explained. “So, I instructed the nearby jade craftsman, Mr. Hogan Mack, to cut a bracelet out of that piece of jade and engrave two small characters on the inside…”

“What are the two characters?” Hogan asked..

Abel retrieved the delivery record book, tore out a page, and inscribed “Emmeline Louise” before passing it to Hogan. He pocketed the stone, collected the thirty thousand gambling capital from Oliver, and followed Hogan to the workshop. It was already midnight by the time they arrived. Finally, the exquisite jade bracelet was finished, with the characters “Emmeline Louise” engraved on the inside.

Hogan mentioned that the remaining stones could be worth millions. Abel was skeptical, so he left Hogan’s workshop with the stone in his pocket.

The cold November wind pierced through the northwest air, causing Abel’s cars to freeze. He pulled up the collar of his coat and walked along the uneven, bumpy street, under the dim streetlights, back to the small hotel a mile away.

for a sales trip. He was so exhausted. that he hadn’t left the hotel all

him from behind. So, he tightened his fist, crossed it in front of his chest, holding a fortune worth millions, or so they said. He took a few

on him from behind, and Abel was already stabbed in the back. He quickly turned around and kicked backward. His kick knocked the assailant’s dagger off course, stabbing into the

other person was startled and exclaimed, “Mike!”

around and asked, “How

to worry!” The

closer inspection, Abel realized that the person had a distinctive appearance–it was Oliver

out from the alley. This person wore a large mask and swung a knife toward Oliver’s neck. Secing the situation, Abel immediately understood the person intended to kill Oliver. Abel thought to himself that he couldn’t let anything significant happen; otherwise, he

he forced the assailant back to the wall, then swiftly reached out and grabbed his mask. The assailant turned his head to the side, avoiding the mask being grabbed, but Abel pulled off

However, the assailant didn’t dare to fight

been stabbed, weakly called out, “Dad!”

said to Oliver, “Quick! Take him

did you grab from

frowned, not expecting Oliver to be concerned about this at such a time. “I didn’t pay

his head to search for it, but Mike groaned, “Dad, I’m afraid… I