The Quadruplets Are Mine?

“Emmett’s a boy,” Abel said. “At his age, I couldn’t even tell how old women were.”

“Emmett’s a boy,” Abel said. “At his age, I couldn’t even tell how old women were.”

“Yeah,” Emmeline chimed in. “To me, she looks about the same age as our maid. What’s the big deal?”

“Forget about it,” Abel ruffled her hair. “Let’s go to Nightfall Cafe.”

“Mr. Abel,” Evelyn spoke up anxiously. “Aren’t you going to stay home with me?”

“I’m going out for coffee with my little bro here,” Abel said, putting his arm around “Emmett’s” shoulder. “You can eat dinner by yourself.”

“But, Mr. Abel…” Evelyn protested.

Abel ignored her and walked out with “Emmett,” two “men” on a mission.

Luca hastily texted Sam: “Mr. Abel went to get coffee, you’re not closed, are you?”

Sam read the message and knew that Ms. Louise had “abducted” Abel to come over.

He quickly replied to Luca: “I was about to close, but since Mr. Abel is here, I’ll stay open a little longer. After all, he’s the one who pays me triple.”

Luca replied: “Okay, we’ll be there in a bit.”

Sam sent a winking emoji.

Sure enough, half an hour later, Abel’s Rolls-Royce pulled into the parking lot across the street.

Sam leaned against the glass door and saw Emmeline and Abel walking towards him, arm in arm.

From a distance, Emmeline really did look like a cool, handsome young man, and her appearance didn’t disappoint up close.

strolled around with one hand in her pocket,

pretty nice. I like it,”

this gentleman,” Sam greeted them as they

pretty lady,” Emmeline stepped in front of Sam. “Could you

have a seat,” Sam smiled.

a sweet and pretty little

Emmeline was intentionally saying that to make Luca

Luca’s face turned red

pointed at Luca in surprise. “Luca, I was complimenting this young lady, why are you

neck. “Just got blown by the wind

I also got blown by the wind, but

touched his face. “I don’t think

didn’t say anything, turning his head

“You’re just standing there, why don’t you go help Sam

didn’t dare to disobey the order

coffee was brewing, Emmeline asked Abel, “Is there a garden on the roof of this

it’s e smell

senk, e

he still remembered the gerden

but feel e complex mix

her voice full of wonder, “mey I teke e look et the

course,” Abel replied, teking her smell hend in his end leeding

down in the kitchen, Luce wes trying to explein to Sem, “Our

seems to like thet young men e lot,” Sem teesed. “Is Mr. Abel no longer interested in Ms. Louise end hes switched to

orientetion is not e

Mr. Abel reelly likes this guy. He’s so hendsome, I’m crushing on

Luce excleimed. “You like Emmett too,