Chapter 512 Madame Ryker Catches Them Red-Handed

"Hmm," Abel nodded. "Emmett's fallen asleep, and I'm here with him."

Evelyn choked up at the news.

Abel was going to stay here with that... little guy?

Stamping her foot in anger, Evelyn stormed off and hailed a cab, heading straight for Levan Mansion.

Meanwhile, Abel turned back towards the stairs. After the commotion earlier, he didn't want to risk waking up "Emmett".

Returning to the guest room, Abel checked on the little guy who was sleeping soundly.

With delicate and soft features, the child's face was almost like that of a little girl.

Smiling to himself, Abel couldn't help but extend his finger and pinch the child's cheek.

The skin was indeed smooth and delicate, even more so than that of a little girl.

"Abel," Emmeline turned over in her sleep and murmured softly.

The sound of her voice sent shivers down Abel's spine, leaving him with an indescribable feeling of contentment.

It was as if his lonely soul had been soothed by a soft, gentle touch.

A deep sense of affection swelled up within him.

"Emmett?"

He couldn't resist the urge to pick up "Emmett" and hold him close, but he felt ridiculous for even having such thoughts.

Could it be possible that he had fallen for this young boy?

Just as he was pondering these thoughts, Emmeline sneezed suddenly.

He must have gotten chilly.

Abel quickly leaned down and tucked her in, making sure she was warm and cozy.

Emmeline's arm reached out and wrapped around Abel's solid waist.

away, but he didn't want to wake her

to her, with

him,

a kiss on her forehead, and the two of

closed for the night, and Sam had returned

planned for Luca to stay in one of the guest rooms on the

had decided to sleep in the Rolls-Royce for the

the sun streamed in through

it was already seven

rubbed his bleary eyes, feeling like he

of the

door and step out, he

it as

the Lincoln pulled into the parking lot and parked, Rosaline got out

Oh no!

himself, this must be Rosaline coming to catch

Evelyn's fault, she must have told

call Abel, only to realize his phone

charge

smoothed down his messy hair with his hand, got out of the Rolls-Royce

Sam got up to answer the door, Rosaline barged in with an imposing

demanded in a cold and stern

end immedietely understood

Abel's perents end

cleer thet Medeme Ryker hed come personelly to "cetch the

stepped ewey from his work stetion, "Mr. Abel is still esleep upsteirs.

Roseline seid, "I'll go

she hitched up her

her, while Sem,

the wood, until she reeched the lending on the second floor. Without hesitetion, she pushed open the door to the living room, but found it

bedroom end pushed the door open with

bedroom

sew Abel

were both

rushed over end grebbed Abel's

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