Quadruplets Unite: Mother's Words Are Law

Chapter 133

Chapter 133 The Precipice

"I have a mansion. Why don't we go there?" Abel said.

"That place? It's not in a liveable condition. You've only been back for a few months, and no one has been taking care of that place. It'd feel less like a home," Luca said.

Abel turned his head toward the café across the street.

That place feels like home, but I can no longer return there.

I shouldn't have packed up and moved out. If I insisted on staying, what can Emmeline do?

If I don't let her refund the rent and insist that she cook for me, what can she do?

However, it was too late by now. Certain words had been spoken.

Abel felt incredibly down as he looked at the suitcases in Luca's hands.

"Let's go to the mansion. What's it called again?"

"The Precipice," Luca answered.

"Right, that's it. It sounds dangerous. Let's go," Abel said.

Abel sat in the driver's seat, and they left on the Rolls-Royce Ghost.

Standing on the balcony, Emmeline watched Abel's car drive away along the street.

She wished he would turn around and return to the café.

If he insisted on staying, I would've let him stay.

If he wanted me to cook for him, I'd let him eat.

Of course, he's a man of his word. I shouldn't expect him to regret what he said.

Yes, he sat in his car and drove away so quickly.



He's going back to Alana!

you want. I don't care!" Emmeline wiped her

Ms. Louise, how can I help

ask you, did Abel ask me to treat Alana?" Emmeline

Benjamin nodded. "Yes."

you

is treating you like that, I don't see the need

intends to propose

that," Benjamin said. "He said he wants Alana to recover so he can marry her as soon as

Whatever price it takes?

Emmeline felt miserable.

for Abel. Does that make her so

Abel must marry

seemed that Abel was going

not want to

be hard for him to

training for five years. It would be a pity if he

would look down upon

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