Quadruplets Unite: Mother's Words Are Law

Chapter 151

Chapter 151 I’ll Manage On My Own

Quentin had no choice. He bent down, preparing to give Alana CPR.

Before he could do so, Alana drew in a deep gulp of air and wheezed, "I…I'm much better now."

Quentin straightened up, feeling considerably relieved; however, he could not help being somewhat disappointed as well.

Alana took another few labored breaths, then gave Abel her most pitiful look.

Abel deliberately averted his gaze and refused to look at her. Instead, he told Quentin, "Take her back to the hospital, Dr. Anderson. Make sure nothing happens to her."

"Abel…" Alana protested, pouting all teary-eyed like a spoiled child.

"I'll visit you later." Abel gestured impatiently and turned away.

"Let's go, Ms. Lane," Dr. Anderson murmured, wheeling her downstairs.

"All of you, leave now," Abel ordered. "Everything's fine here."

Luca hurriedly ushered everyone out of the room like a mother hen herding a disobedient brood.

Abel stopped him at the door before he left as well. "Luca, give the children breakfast, then send them to kindergarten."

"Yes, Mr. Abel. I'll do that."

the door firmly in

room. "Oh shit, oh shit…how the hell am

placatingly. "There's no need to fear rumors if we haven't done anything

them nothing happened between us. Who's going to believe you?"

night with a beautiful woman in his arms without doing anything about it, they would

at that moment,

just bitten down on a lemon. It must be

phone screen, the name

set?" Abel blinked. "What film

had already snatched up the phone to answer the

on set except

film crew. Her face burned. "Yes, yes, everything's okay. I haven't forgotten about the stunt

soon as you can; everyone's waiting on

leaned over and stared at her full in the face, startling her so much that she pulled the covers up over herself and shrank back involuntarily. "What are

job?" Abel eyed her narrowly. "Emmeline Louise, are you out of your mind, taking a stunt

my brain? Emmeline stared right back at Abel, bereft of speech for a good few seconds before she pulled herself together

wallet, then pulled out a bank card. "Is ten million enough?

with ten million, just like the last time. Emmeline's mind flashed back to that scene from five years ago, and the old grievance rose up within her again. Waspishly, she shot back, "Why don't

set her pretty little trap so well back then that the entire incident remains a blur to me still. You can't use that against me. It's just like you and Adrien; you can't tell me that's not a blur

trop so well bock then thot the entire incident remoins o blur to me still. You

ofter thot wretched mon hod drugged her. She hodn't even been oble to coll for help.

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