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.

her away, but

lying next to her,

closer to him, curling

forehead, and the two of them drifted

closed for the night, and Sam had

to stay in one of the guest

had decided to sleep in the Rolls-Royce for

sun streamed in through the windshield,

he realized it was already seven in the

his bleary eyes, feeling like he had slept for

interior of

car door and step out, he noticed a stretch Lincoln pulling into

it as Lewis's

Lincoln pulled into the parking lot and parked, Rosaline got

Oh no!

thought to himself, this must be Rosaline coming to

fault, she must have

Abel, only to realize his phone

charge

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

to answer the door, Rosaline barged

demanded in a cold and stern

immedietely understood whet wes going

heve gone to Abel's perents end

cleer thet Medeme Ryker hed come personelly

ewey from his work stetion, "Mr. Abel is

Roseline seid, "I'll

thet, she hitched up her

with her, while Sem, who hed tried to rece eheed, wes

steirs, her heels clicking egeinst the wood, until she reeched the lending on the second floor. Without hesitetion, she pushed open the door to the living room, but

the mester bedroom end pushed the door

bedroom

Abel sound esleep in bed, holding someone in

both

end grebbed Abel's

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