Quadruplets Unite: Mother's Words Are Law

Chapter 462 Waylon is Here

“Get out of my way,” it was Waylon Adelmar’s cold, calm voice that addressed the bodyguards surrounding Abel. The bodyguards, including Janie, were stunned by the authority in the man’s voice and immediately moved to the side. Waylon immediately grabbed Abel by the arm and pierced his chest with a tiny, almost invisible silver needle.

“What are you doing?!” Luca yelled.

“Take him inside,” Waylon ordered. “He’ll need surgery if we wait any longer.” He instructed the guard to open the front doors.

“Mr. Waylon, Master Adelmar said they’re not welcomed here,” the guard informed him.

“This man’s stomach is bleeding out. Do you really want him to die in front of our gates?” Waylon challenged, leaving the poor guard caught between a rock and a hard place.

“How do I address you?” Abel asked weakly as he looked at the man who had just stuffed needles inside him. He was a tall man with handsome features, no younger than thirty-five or six.

“I’m Waylon Adelmar,” the man said. “And you must be Abel Ryker, I presume?”

“That’s right,” Abel managed.

very much like you,” Waylon added. “I

of them actually,” Abel corrected. “Emma’s first child is

inside first, Mr. Ryker. Your condition needs to be treated

Mr. Adelmar,” Abel

have to thank me,” Waylon said. “I’m your brother after all. It’s my father who has a bone to pick with

was my fault. I didn’t protect Emma well enough,” Abel said with sadness in his eyes. “I will apologize to the old man as soon as I see him, but…could you at least

to see you,” Waylon’s expression darkened. “Let’s talk

felt his heart catapulting. “Wh… what do you

can’t answer you,” Waylon sighed, cutting Abel off.

only to hear those five brutal words from Waylon. His vision began to blur and darken as he slowly lost consciousness, passing out on

my car,” Waylon told Luca. “We’re still a

Adelmar,” Luca and Janie immediately carried Abel onto Waylon’s Rolls Royce, while the other four bodyguards tagged along behind closely. The cars travelled down a windy path shaded by tall trees and passed by several ornamental pavilions

woman dressed in a maid’s uniform came rushing from the building to greet Waylon. She spoke in a language

Waylon translated the maid’s message. “Why don’t you bring Mr. Abel to the lounge first? I’ll be with