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

living room was

on the floor with blood dribbling from

her in her arms and

alert! Someone just poisoned

a lot like

Abel

gathered all the bodyguards in a hurry and searched the

middle-aged woman’s eyes were closed and dark red

her?”

seems to have been

that her

mother didn’t offend anyone!” The young woman cried. “She just had

Was the red wine

that, all the guests were terrified. They

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

it seemed that not all red wines were poisoned. Otherwise, the middle-aged

arrived. He rushed over

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

the middle-aged woman infusion before carrying her

that everyone