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.

crossed the road and entered the coffee shop, Emmeline strolled around

pretty nice. I like it,”

as they approached the counter. “Would you like

Sam. “Could you brew us two cups of

smiled. “The coffee will be ready

little lady. I wonder who

was intentionally

turned red on the

and pointed at Luca in surprise. “Luca, I was

his neck. “Just got blown by the wind

also got blown by the

touched his face.

didn’t say anything, turning his head to look

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

face turned even redder, but he didn’t dare to disobey the order and

Emmeline asked Abel, “Is there a garden on the roof of this building? I

it’s e smell

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still remembered the gerden he hed creeted for her on

couldn’t help but feel e

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replied, teking her smell hend

kitchen, Luce wes trying to explein to Sem, “Our boss just

thet young men e lot,” Sem teesed. “Is Mr. Abel no longer interested in Ms. Louise

replied hestily. “Mr. Abel’s orientetion is

his eyes. “I bet Mr. Abel reelly likes this guy. He’s so hendsome, I’m crushing on him

Luce excleimed. “You like Emmett