The Quadruplets Are Mine?

“Sure thing, no problem,” Abel replied with a smile.

“Sure thing, no problem,” Abel replied with a smile.

Emmeline’s eyes lit up with excitement as she twirled around Abel. “Oh my goodness, I absolutely adore Mr. Ryker!” she exclaimed. “Why don’t I taste some of Mr. Ryker’s cooking? I bet it’s amazing!”

Abel rolled up his sleeves. “Alright then, what would you like me to make for you?” he asked.

Emmeline fluttered her eyelashes and grinned. “Whatever Mr. Ryker is best at making, that’s what I want to eat,” she said, her charm oozing from every pore.

“Sounds good to me!” Abel draped a coat over Emmeline’s shoulders and wrapped an arm around her. “Come with me to the kitchen and I’ll show you what I can do.”

The two of them linked arms and headed downstairs to the kitchen, chatting and laughing along the way.

Luca’s body tensed as he watched the scene unfold in the living room. He stood up from the couch, his mind racing with questions.

What was going on here? What was Mr. Abel thinking?

Could it be possible that he had switched teams and fallen for this “young man”?

Luca shuddered at the thought, feeling a cold sweat break out on his back.

Mr. Abel couldn’t possibly have turned gay, could he?

After a moment’s contemplation, Luca quickly sent a message to Inspector Charles: “Do you have any information on Emmett yet?”

Inspector Charles responded quickly: “Just finished the investigation.”

Luca typed back urgently: “Send me the info, it’s an emergency.”

Inspector Charles immediately forwarded the background check on “Emmett” to Luca.

As he scanned through the details, Luca discovered that this young man was actually a scion of a wealthy family. His grandfather and father were both prominent figures in the real estate business.

However, there was no mention of any inclination towards homosexuality in the report.

relieved, Luca forwarded the

the kitchen, and as he was about to start cooking, he heard the

his phone and saw that it was a message from Luca containing information about

this young man was of good standing and didn’t pose any threat to

a smile on his face, Abel rolled up his sleeves

had prepared two

as she savored the

hands, clean your hands!” Abel lovingly pats the back of Emmeline’s hand, “You’re such a little kid

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you’re still a little kid,” Abel tweaks her small nose, “and you’re one of those who will never

her eyes and thinks that it’s quite nice

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shadow on the glass of

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