The Quadruplets Are Mine?

Looking at the photo, Abel nodded. “Yes! Number 1!”

“Adrien, Lizbeth looks a lot like me!” exclaimed Emmeline.

“It’s her then. Adrien, I met this girl before. She looks good!” Abel said again.

“Emma, what do you think?” Adrien asked, looking at Emmeline.

“We’re trapped together in Imperial Palace before. I think she’s good too,” replied Emmeline.

“So, it’s her then. Shall we call her now?” Adrien asked.

Just when the three of them were talking excitedly, someone shouted, “Someone is poisoned. Call 911.”

Hearing that, Abel opened the door and asked, “What happened? What’s going on?”

“Mr. Abel, Old Mr. Ryker is looking for you. You’d better go downstairs to take a lot. Someone was poisoned and was spitting out blood!” exclaimed the butler, Fabian Ryker.

Poisoned? Spitting out blood?

Abel felt a chill run down his spine. How could such a thing happen on such an occasion?

Without further ado, he ran downstairs to take a look.

Emmeline followed

room

was lying on the floor with blood

young lady held her in her arms

alert! Someone just poisoned the lady!” Looking at the

Lizbeth looks a lot like me!”

Abel quickly

a hurry and searched the whole

squeezed his way to the middle-aged lady and squatted down to take a look. The middle-aged woman’s eyes were closed and dark red blood dribbled from the corner of her

to her?” Emmeline ran over

to have

felt that her pulse was very weak. She

didn’t offend anyone!” The young woman

wine? Was the

all the guests were terrified. They put down their red wine glasses

served a glass of red wine just now. Luckily, she did not

were poisoned. Otherwise, the middle-aged

doctor arrived. He rushed over and gave the middle-aged lady

block her meridians. She wanted to slow down the middle-aged lady’s blood circulation so that

ambulance arrived. The paramedics quickly gave the middle-aged woman infusion before carrying her into the

drove away that everyone breathed a sigh of relief.