The Quadruplets Are Mine?

Abel and his mother, Rosaline, returned to Levan Mansion to find Lewis sitting on the couch with a scowl on his face.

Since last night, when he had heard Evelyn’s tearful confession that his son was “in love” with another man, Lewis had been livid.

The thought of his successful son, the CEO of Ryker Group, suddenly turning out to be gay was enough to make Lewis feel like his world was crumbling.

He couldn’t bear the thought of his reputation being tarnished by such scandalous news.

As he wallowed in his despair, Abel and Rosaline entered the room.

Without a word, Lewis kicked off his slippers and lunged at Abel, ready to strike.

Abel effortlessly dodged as his father lunged toward him, looking unimpressed.

“Dad, what are you doing?” Abel asked calmly, his handsome face composed.

“What am I doing?” Lewis trembled with anger. “You want to kill your old man with this news of yours!”

“I haven’t done anything wrong,” Abel replied coolly.

“What more do you want?” Lewis fumed. “Do you have to marry a man just to stir up trouble in this family?”

Abel remained silent, unsure of what to say.

What kind of talk was that?

Abel had never even considered the idea of marrying a man.

standing nearby and swung his slipper at

eye on Mr. Abel, you have a responsibility too!” he

his eyes and braced himself for

love with that “young man,”

just have to

hand to deflect his father’s slipper, sparing Luca

nothing to do with this. Why are you

assistant is he if he can’t

that the CEO of Ryker Group

brow furrowed. “What’s wrong

even gay?” Lewis sneered. “So you’re planning to be

“I saw you sleeping with that boy with my own

“Sleeping with a boy?”

slumped onto the couch

was it, he thought. Their family’s reputation

boy? That was just sickening. If this news ever got out to Landen, they would be laughing at them. Worse yet, they might even

wouldn’t be

still keep his position as the

Lewis thought more about it, he became

hurried over to pat her husband’s back, and said to Abel, “Son, do you want to kill your parents

brows and didn’t want to

me,” Lewis pointed at his son, “can you stop associating with

make it out to be,” Abel said, annoyed. He couldn’t believe his parents