Quadruplets Unite: Mother's Words Are Law

Chapter 1287 The Loser Barks Like a Dog

The guests erupted in laughter.

Michaela hurried over to help her daughter up, her countenance changing multitudes within. a few seconds.

Oscar did indeed give Sonia a generous gift, which the young woman held with mixed emotions. After all, not only had she been treated like a thespian, she even fell down the steps comically, giving Emmeline a whole lot to be amused about.

Sonia pondered upon seeing Emmeline’s radiant smile and said to Oscar as an evil plan. brewed within her, “Grandfather, I can’t be the only one to offer you a performance at your birthday party. Abel’s wife is also very talented. She should perform too, or else it wouldn’t be fair!”

Oscar hesitated. After all, Emmeline was the wife of the Ryker Group’s CEO. He certainly wouldn’t want her to sing.

“Grandfather, you can’t be biased,” Sonia continued, clinging to Oscar’s arm and pouting.

“Very well,” Oscar finally relented. “For the sake of fairness and to avoid any appearance of favoritism, Emmeline will also perform a piece.”

Hmph! Sonia shot Emmeline a nasty glare. Get ready to be humiliated!

To her surprise, Emmeline readily agreed, “Sure! Since Ms. Steiner showcased her best talent, I will do the same.”

performed traditional Struyrian opera, a quintessential art form,” Sonia taunted. “Are you

Are you upset from embarrassment?” Emmeline chuckled. “I just want to calligraph a few words for Grandfather.

widened her eyes in

was also surprised. “You know

chuckle. “I’ve even won awards. You’ll see it for yourself

right! The only woman in the country who won an international calligraphy award last year was Aurora Winters. Don’t go thinking

replied with a smile. “If my work doesn’t meet his standards, I’ll willingly accept

punished?” Sonia smirked. “Go on

retorted with a charming smile, returning

turned

Oscar waved his hand. “Prepare the ink and

instructed someone

whispered, “You know calligraphy too? Why didn’t

should you know everything?” Emmeline playfully winked at him. “As your wife,

sighed. How many identities does this woman have hidden from

ink, paper, and inkstone were all prepared, and the writing table was set