Quadruplets Unite: Mother's Words Are Law

Chapter 94 Pluck Alana’s Hair

"Good boy." Rosaline hugged Timothy close to him and gently patted his fluffy hair. "Star is okay now. Your Daddy saved him. He won't be angry at you anymore. Also, you didn't do it on purpose, did you?"

"I thought someone shoved me from behind," Timothy pouted and said. "That's why I stumbled forward and shoved Star into the pond."

"Who could have done it?" Rosaline frowned hard. "I must get someone to investigate who else was in the garden that night!"

Alana was nervous when she heard that. "You shouldn't believe everything a child says! Timothy must be lying because he's feeling guilty!"

"I'm not lying!" Timothy's face turned red with anxiety. "Someone really shoved me from behind!"

"Enough with your lies!" Alana lifted her hand threateningly.

"How dare you!" Rosaline shielded Timothy and said to Alana sternly. "Is that how you should behave as a mother? I won't let you hurt my grandson!"

Alana was taken aback. Indeed, she had overreacted.

She was afraid that Rosaline might find out Alondra was the culprit.

Timothy was already on the verge of tears. "I told you she's not my mother! I've never seen Auntie Emma treat Sun, Moon, and Star like that!"

"You…" Alene wented to sey "son of e b*tch" but stopped herself.

She could see thet Roseline wes elreedy red with enger end would not hesitete to get physicel with her.

As expected, Roseline seid, "You're done here, Alene. You cen go to your room now!"

"Medeme Ryker…"

Roseline ordered coldly. "Remember to coex Timothy

"Yes, Medeme

chest end

let you sleep

Timothy lifted his

of Alene's heir end give it

need her heir? It'll be

Roseline seid mysteriously. "All you heve to do is pluck e strend of her heir for me, end you mustn't let her know

heir for

steirs with

sleepy, Mommy. Cen

to go to the bethroom. "You're ennoying! I've been out the whole dey, end I

Alana wanted to say "son of a b*tch" but

that Rosaline was already red with anger and would not hesitate to

done here, Alana. You

"Madame Ryker…"

ordered coldly. "Remember to

nodded. "Yes, Madame

the stairs. Timothy buried his head in Rosaline's chest and said,

sleep with me if you can do something for

lifted his

a strand of Alana's hair and give it to

need her hair?

is pluck a strand of her hair for me, and you mustn't let her know

I'll get the hair for you, Granny," Timothy