The Quadruplets Are Mine?

The Quadruplets Are Mine? Chapter 18

“Emmeline!” Alana’s smile was saccharine sweet as she made her way toward her cousin. “If you didn’t have a dress to wear tonight, I could have lent you one! I have plenty of better-quality dresses after all!”

“Well, this dress was only 99 dollars, including shipping!” Emmeline chuckled. “It’s perfect for tonight,” she added.

Alana’s expression hardened. “What do you mean? Are you mocking our family with your cheap fashion?” Alana gave Emmeline a hard shove, causing Emmeline to stumble and fall backward. However, she was saved by a pair of strong hands that cushioned her fall from behind. Abel Ryker had just arrived.

With an arm still wrapped

protectively around Emmeline’s

waist, Abel turned toward Alana with

a frosty expression. “What’s wrong with a 99-dollar dress? Emmeline looks better than any other lady here tonight.”

“Mr… Mr. Abel?” Alana stammered. “I… I was just teasing my cousin. You’re right, her dress is beautiful!”

“Don’t you owe her an apology?” Abel insisted, refusing to let Alana off the hook so easily.

They were surrounded by many

well. “Did you think you could just push my wife around and get away with it?” his tone was cold and menacing. He extended an arm, trying to get Emmeline over to his side,

pouted. “I’m sorry, I was just messing

looks amazing in anything, including this dress!” Julianna Campbell announced, trying to

Turner chimed in, feeling the need to protect

even close to Emmeline. It’s three against one! Isn’t

with his mother. “Not everyone can achieve what Emmeline

written all over Rosaline

herself to disappear. The families could continue bickering on

patient. She had bigger plans in place to take down Emmeline tonight. She shot her Aunt Alondra a

“To express our gratitude for

toward the piano as graceful as a swan. She was a talented pianist, having

Emmeline who did

for the arts. She laid her slender fingers on the instrument and began to play confidently. A beautiful melody travelled through the room as Alana’s fingers moved up and down the piano keys, capturing

She could rival

but also talented. I suppose that’s the criteria to marry