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 his

herself the moment everyone invaded the room. "Oh shit, oh shit…how the hell am I going to show my face in

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

entire mess to them and tell them nothing happened between us. Who's going

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

that moment,

down on a lemon. It must be Benjamin,

at her phone screen, the name on

blinked. "What

up the phone to answer the call.

"Everyone's here on set except for

with the film crew. Her face burned. "Yes, yes, everything's okay.

as you

her full in the face, startling her so much that she pulled the covers

you out of your mind, taking

of speech for a good few seconds before she pulled herself together enough to retort, "That's right, being poor has definitely stunted my brain. The coffee shop isn't a booming business like yours,

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

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

so high they almost disappeared into his hairline. "Ms. Emma Emmaline Louise, Alana set her pretty little trap so well back then that the entire incident

then thot the entire incident remoins o blur to me still.

hod drugged her. She

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