Quadruplets Unite: Mother's Words Are Law

Chapter 297 Julianna Attempts To Take The Kids 1

"Auntie Julianna, what brings you here?" Emmeline smiled while maintaining her composure.

"Am I not allowed to be here?" Julianna sneered coldly.

Emmeline also sneered back, "What are you talking about? As a café, we obviously welcome each and every one of you, but since we haven't yet opened, we can't entertain you. Why don’t you go somewhere else to kill your time, Auntie Julianna?"

Julianna sneered, "Emmeline, don't play dumb with me. You should be able to guess why I'm here, right?"

Emmeline’s beautiful eyes were filled with mockery, and she said, "Auntie Julianna, why would I be interested in guessing what's on your mind?"

"Fine, I'll tell you."

Julianna sat down on a chair. She was about to speak when Sam waved the tablecloth she was holding.

Sam said, "Move! Please step aside! The chairs haven't been cleaned, and we haven't been open in days. Now, the dust has accumulated on it."

Julianna hurriedly got to her feet. She patted her bottom and then turned to check her attire. She wore a dress that cost tens of thousands of dollars. She would be devastated if it became dirty.

on talking while standing, "Emmeline, are you aware Adrien was shot by a

Emmeline nodded.

Adrien had sprinted over to my aid, and he had indeed been shot. I was taken aback and upset by his actions. Honestly, I did not want to owe Adrien anything.

to dispute

son almost lost his life because of you. I almost

shot. The area was below his shoulder and dangerously close to, but not quite at, his lungs. The idea that he was

appear to be using choppy logic if she insisted on this now. So she

your behalf, and he's still

great sacrifices in vain. Please return the children to Adrien. They shouldn't suffer with

"Slam!"

slapped the table. Despite her frailty, she made

fear, and she yelled, "What is it? Do you

do my kids suffer alongside me? Which of your eyes noticed

obvious. You are just a commoner with a meager income. How can you compete with wealthy families like

back your nonsense! The children are mine. Who do

her brows and stomped her feet. She snarled, "I have the right to take them back for my son because I'm