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.

later, Doris took a taxi

planned to pack up some things here and take them to Macsen Villa. She wouldn’t be coming to

card to open the security gate and hummed a song as she entered. These past few

to turn and close the security gate, a burly

then

taken aback

couldn’t believe that she would encounter a criminal right at

her like a black

against the wall, her face turning pale from fear.

re less. This is a society ruled by law. If you act recklessly, the law won’t

“I just got out of prison, edt of money to eat, drink, and have fun with women.

you been locked up for so long that you don’t

any cash on

Waylon!

replied. “You’ll know exactly who I am if I let you do that! Anyway, I

money to

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

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

and I’ll kill you!” The man grabbed her and slammed her against the wall with a loud

felt queasy. The coffee and desserts she had enjoyed

his tone menacing. “If you don’t. Fil mess

give it to you.” Doris panted.

and gave her a solid slap. “You’re pretty smart, you d*mned b*tch. So what if I’m doing this on purpose? I have a problem with pretty women. I’ll let you in on the truth. My wife gave me a cuckold