The Quadruplets Are Mine?

Waylon! Save Me!

Oscar hosted a baisquer at the old mansion, and everyone gathered in joy.

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Robert sat at the head of the table with Waylon, Abel, and Emmeline by his side, while Oscar sat next to Robert with Maxwell and Alondra by his side.

The couple had never received such treatment before, and they couldn’t stop smiling throughout the evening.

Ring, ring, ring… Waylon’s phone rang. It was a call from Doris.

Waylon quickly got up and walked to the side to answer the phone.

“Darling,” came the gentle and soothing voice of Doris from the other end. “I’m going to Starhill Garden to pack some things that the kids and I usually use. Can you come and pick me up after you’re done with your business?”

“Sure, but why won’t you wait for me to go together?” Waylon asked. “It’s quite late to go out alone.”

“It’s not even nine yet,” Doris said sweetly. “And I want to finish quickly so I can go back and tuck the kids in bed.”

“Alright, just be careful,” Waylon said. “I’ll come to pick you up as soon as I’m done.”

“Okay, you go ahead,” Doris replied obediently and then hung up the phone.

hour later, Doris took a taxi to Starhill Garden by

and take them to Macsen Villa. She wouldn’t be coming to this house very

to open the security gate and hummed a song as she entered. These past few weeks had been filled with

as she was about to turn and close the security gate, a burly man wearing a mask suddenly barged

then used a

are you? What do you want?” Doris was taken

encounter a criminal right at her

I doing? Hehe!” The man, who stood before her like a black tower, sneered. “Give me

have any cash on me,” Doris said, leaning against the wall, her

by law. If you act recklessly, the

prison, edt of money to eat,

pleaded. “Have you been locked

phones now? I don’t have any cash on me.

1832 Waylon! Save

“You’ll know exactly who I

her brows nervously. “Besides transferring money to

habit: if I don’t get the money, I’ll take someone’s face

face and crouched down. “Please

her and slammed her against the

that she felt queasy. The coffee and desserts she had

not?” The man grabbed her again, his tone menacing. “If you don’t. Fil mess you up and then throw you to your

Doris panted. “I really don’t have any cash! You’re doing

problem with pretty women. I’ll let you in on the truth. My wife gave me a cuckold because she was beautiful, and I ended