The Quadruplets Are Mine?

The Quadruplets Are Mine? Chapter 297

Auntie Julianna, what brings you here?” Emmeline smiled while maintaining her composure.

“Am I not allowed to be here?” Julianna sneered coldly.

Emmeline also sneered back, “What are you talking about? As a café, we obviously welcome each and every one of you, but since we haven’t yet opened, we can’t entertain you. Why don’t you go somewhere else to kill your time, Auntie Julianna?”

Julianna sneered, “Emmeline, don’t play dumb with me. You should be able to guess why I’m here, right?”

Emmeline’s beautiful eyes were filled with mockery, and she said, “Auntie Julianna, why would I be interested in guessing what’s on your mind?”

“Fine, I’ll tell you!

Julianna sat down on a chair. She was about to speak when Sam waved the tablecloth she was holding.

Sam said, “Move! Please step aside! The chairs haven’t been cleaned, and we haven’t been open in days. Now, the dust has accumulated on it.”

Julianna hurriedly got to her feet. She patted her bottom and then turned to check her attire. She wore a dress that cost tens of thousands of dollars. She would be devastated if it became dirty.

no longer willing to sit down after this interruption. She chose to carry on talking while standing, “Emmeline, are you aware Adrien was shot by a gangster while

Emmeline nodded.

twice, Adrien had sprinted over to my aid, and he had indeed been shot. I was taken aback and upset by his actions. Honestly,

I’m unable to dispute Julianna’s

sob, “My son almost lost his life

to, but not quite at, his lungs. The idea that he was on the verge of dying was

if she insisted on this now. So she kept

son was almost killed on your behalf, and he’s

son to make such great sacrifices in

return the children to Adrien. They shouldn’t

“Slam!”

Despite her frailty, she made a

she yelled, “What is it? Do you want

kids suffer alongside me? Which of

You are just a commoner with a meager income. How can you compete with wealthy families like us? Naturally, the kids are in worse

angrily, “Take back your nonsense! The children are mine. Who do you think

stomped her feet. She snarled, “I have the right to take them back