The Quadruplets Are Mine?

The Quadruplets Are Mine? Chapter 386

Emmeline’s face turned eyén redder at the vulgar language being used in front of the children.

Abel squinted his piercing gaze and casually glanced at the security camera.

Evelyn, have you been fed enough dog food?

My only love is Emmeline, don’t you get it?

You’re such a boring woman!

Sure enough, Evelyn was in the surveillance room, her face darkening with anger.

She felt a sour ache in her heart, making her uncomfortable.

Getting up from her chair with a cold expression, she suppressed her jealousy and left the surveillance room.

Soon after, Luca entered the room from the adjacent one.

He looked at the cameras and saw Evelyn walking towards the hotel lobby, presumably leaving.

Luca followed her movements and switched between the cameras.

Suddenly, he saw a familiar figure.

Luca quickly zoomed in on the camera.

Upon closer inspection, he realized that it was Alana!

She was sitting at a table in the lobby, eating with another woman.

and

immediately messaged Abel, “Mr. Abel, Altney’s woman has left, but I’ve

the middle of teaching the kids how to crack open crabs when he heard his phone beep. He

the other thing?” he

She’s still out there, living it

the message, Abel’s piercing eyes

“What’s wrong?” Emmeline asked.

As everything okay?”

nothing,” Abel

“Ask Inspector

message and immediately called

Abel received a response

Brookwater Village homicide case. There’s no evidence or identification, and he

a low, cold hum as he held his

the basement. I’ll

“Yes, Mr.

sending the message, Luca

restroom, the guards quietly took her to the basement without her

his phone and saying, “I need to

had a lot on his plate. “Go

down to give her a tender kiss on the forehead before making his

straight to the hotel’s basement, where the wine cellar was located. It

was brought in, bound, and gagged, and Luca shoved her to the ground with a forceful kick. She fell to her

darkness, all she could make out was a tall, imposing figure

under the duct tape, “who are you? Why