Quadruplets Unite: Mother's Words Are Law

"Emma!"

"Emma!"

Lizbeth and Adrien simultaneously rose from their chairs.

"You guys?" Emmeline expressed her surprise, "You guys are here too?"

With a cigarette between his lips, Adam narrowed his eyes and remarked, "How can we have a meal without them tagging along?"

"Exactly," Lizbeth chimed in, "Adam didn't mention why he called us here, and now I know that he invited Emma."

"I didn't come for nothing," Adrien smiled, "I was thinking how dull this meal would be with just the three of us!"

"What do you mean?" Lizbeth appeared displeased, "Are you bored of eating with me?"

"How could I dare?" Adrien quickly apologized, "I didn't mean that either."

"That's when we're dining with Adam," Adam shot him a disdainful glance, "Don't you like it?"

"I'm even more afraid," Adrien responded, "I just think the three of us having this dinner feels incomplete. Now that Emma's here, it feels right, but what about Abel?"

Adrien turned towards Emmeline and inquired, "Why didn't Abel come along with you?"

"Abel isn't feeling well," Emmeline explained, "He's resting at home for a couple of days."

know this yet, don't you?" Adam extinguished his cigarette in

now the president

a moment and quickly

thanks to Abel's foresight. If he entrusted me with this responsibility, I couldn't even handle

and spoke in a hushed

was only then that Lizbeth noticed Emmeline holding a large, disheveled bouquet

had a

throw them away," Adrien offered, taking the flowers and heading outside to throw them

and preparing to take his seat, he noticed Adam's face

pale just a

time to dwell on Adam, so

feel free to order whatever you like to eat. It's on me today," Adam said, with Lizbeth and Adrien both present, making it inconvenient for

but to settle down, Emmeline picked up the menu and quickly scanned through it. As she perused the options,

she wanted to eat or not,

the wine?" Adrien turned to Adam

has the final say. She can have whatever wine she wants," Adam replied, feigning a domineering

that case, I won't hold back," Emmeline smiled, "I'll have

Romanée-Conti?

From 1993?

costs over two million dollars

it two bottles. I

if his brain was deprived

Adrien quickly remarked,