The Quadruplets Are Mine?

Evelyn’s vision blurred and she almost stumbled again. Gasping for breath, she grasped onto the door frame and snapped, “You little brat, you better shut your mouth!”

Evelyn’s vision blurred and she almost stumbled again. Gasping for breath, she grasped onto the door frame and snapped, “You little brat, you better shut your mouth!”

“Auntie, did I say something wrong?” Emmeline exaggeratedly shut her mouth.

“I-I’m not going to argue with you anymore, you’ve really upset me!” Tears streamed down Evelyn’s face.

“Auntie, don’t be mad, wrinkles will form!” Emmeline pleaded.

“Get lost!” Evelyn sniffled and turned to run upstairs.

“Mr. Ryker,” Emmeline innocently turned to Abel, “did I make Auntie angry?”

“Don’t mind her,” Abel said. “Women can be petty sometimes.”

“Exactly, petty!” Emmeline puffed out her cheeks.

Abel had cooked a four-course meal and soup, and the “brothers” were dining in the restaurant.

The familiar taste of the food made Emmeline’s eyes water.

She couldn’t help but sniffle.

“What’s wrong, Emmett?” Abel served her a dish. “Why are you crying over a meal?”

“Mr. Ryker’s cooking is just so good,” Emmeline choked up. “It reminds me of my grandmother’s cooking.”

“The taste of your grandmother’s cooking?” Abel’s eyes widened in surprise. He didn’t know he had that kind of power.

“Mr. Ryker, don’t get me wrong,” Emmeline said. “When I was a kid, my parents were busy, so I grew up with my grandmother. The food she made tasted just as good as yours.”

“I see,” Abel said, serving her another dish. “You scared me for a moment there.”

what about Auntie Evelyn?”

Abel said. “We have a chef

sat on the living room sofa

Evelyn slowly came downstairs.

side, linking her arm with his and said, “Mr. Ryker, I suddenly feel like having a cup of coffee.

this hour?” Abel frowned. “Don’t you want to

glanced at Luca and said, “I have a habit of drinking coffee at night. It doesn’t affect

“I see.” Abel hesitated.

perked up

This kid wants coffee?

Ryker, do you know where to get good coffee?”

course, Nightfall Cafe,” Luca

after all. He’s pretty quick on his feet. Out

Street,” Luca said,

grabbed Abel’s arm. “Shall we go, Mr.

resist and reluctantly said, “Alright, let me go upstairs and grab

Ryker, hurry up,” Emmeline said cheerfully. “I’m waiting

Evelyn and went

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been wooed

with e grin, “you must be hungry.

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she stood up with her hends on her hips end roered, “If you keep