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.

a taxi to Starhill Garden

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

she entered. These past few weeks had been filled with good news, and she was in a very cheerful

the security gate, a

and then used a

Doris was taken aback

would encounter

Hehe!” The man, who stood before her like a black tower, sneered. “Give me all the 100

said, leaning against the wall, her face turning pale from

is a society ruled by law. If

from under his mask. “I just got out of prison, edt of

have any cash!” Doris pleaded. “Have you been locked up for so long

their phones now? I don’t have any

1832 Waylon!

know exactly who I

impossible. Doris furrowed her brows nervously. “Besides transferring money to you, I have no

a habit: if I don’t get the money, I’ll take someone’s face as compensation. Consider

crouched down. “Please don’t, I’m going to call

man grabbed her and slammed her against the wall with a

coffee and desserts she had

you giving me the money or not?” The man grabbed her again, his tone menacing. “If you don’t.

I won’t give it to you.” Doris panted. “I really don’t have any cash! You’re

this on purpose? I have a 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 up in prison for assault! I don’t mind injuring you today and going back to