Quadruplets Unite: Mother's Words Are Law

Chapter 1353 Go on a Business Trip With You

“Yeah, Benjamin is a good guy, very honest,” Emmeline said.

“You’re not developing a crush on him, are you?” Abel furrowed his brow.

“What are you talking about?” Emmeline retorted. “You’re not allowed to stop me from praising someone else!”

“From the way you’re talking, it sounds like you want to see him.”

“Don’t twist my words!” Emmeline clenched her fist.

Seeing her genuinely annoyed expression, Abel chuckled and hugged her tightly. “I’m just teasing you! I just think someone with Benjamin’s character will have it tough in today’s society.”

“Being principled and having guidelines in life is better than being a fair-weather friend who goes wherever the wind blows,” Emmeline said with conviction.

Abel laughed. “Where does a kid like you get these theories?” Then he asked, “Why did you take the day off today?”

about the morning’s events, Emmeline felt a bit embarrassed and reluctantly described her

encounter” with Abel.

“How am I going to face them in the future? It’s so awkward,” she said.

Abel chuckled. “Give it a few days, and they’ll forget all about it. They’re all seasoned folks with thick skin.

that, Emmeline giggled and felt her mood lighten.

looking playful. “How about I go on a business trip with you? Aren’t you

the Commodity Wholesale Market in Sandwell, Aberdeen.

seventeen-hour journey loaded with

Sandwell in the evening.

Commodity Wholesale Market, which took shape in the 80s and saw significant growth in the 90s, was a hub for national commodities. Items such as clothing, leather, small household appliances, and electronic goods circulated here and were distributed throughout the country.

buy Emmeline a Motorola flip phone. The compact model felt like a smooth piece of gem in her hand.

the SIM card into the phone, he laid

had to, she had

ignore calls; if she couldn’t answer,

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him every afternoon before getting off work and report her safety. The essential element of this provision was “every day.”

burst into laughter, and Emmeline turned agitated. “These rules are like those of a tyrant! The first two are bearable, but the third one, who can adhere to that? Forget

phone, looking down at Emmeline’s flushed, agitated face. “Are

“I’m sure!”

you get lost, I won’t be able to find you, you

silent

and shoved the phone into her

the third rule…” she

said. “I’ll call you around 5:30 p.m. every day. You just have to answer.”

Emmeline gave him a sidelong glance.

“Every day!”