The Quadruplets Are Mine?

Two days later, Struyria was rife with shocking gossip about Abel Ryker. The media outlets had published various photos and videos of Abel and Emmett. Some caught them holding hands, others caught Abel’s arm slung around Emmett’s shoulder. More importantly, the media painted them as two men who could not keep their hands off each other.

It would have less of a blow if Emmett was a woman, since Abel was single and available after all. However, it just so happened that his closest friend and partner was a man, and a charming one too. Anyone who saw these photos and read the news would have concluded that Abel Ryker, the poster boy of Struyria’s wealthiest families and the head of the influential Ryker family, was a homosexual.

The backlash from the news was massive, shaking the upper echelons of Struyria to its core, and no one was happier than Adam Ryker who could barely contain his excitement at the thought of Abel being brought down by the paparazzi. He immediately got someone to print a large batch of these incriminating photos and made his way to the Ryker residence cheerily. Recognizing how rare this opportunity was, he had to take advantage of the situation and fan the flames of discontent in front of Old Mr. Ryker! How lucky was he to have a guardian angel watching over him!

By the time the news reached Abel Ryker, he was fuming up to his ears. He instructed his PR team to get the photos and articles taken down, but the damage control was too late since the news had already made its rounds around social media. The entire city was eagerly lapping up Abel Ryker’s scandalous secret.

Adam presented the photos to Oscar Ryker, knowing perfectly the old man would have a fit. Old Mr. Ryker was so angry that the family doctor had to give him some medicine to bring his blood pressure down.

yelled as he slammed his fist on the table furiously. “The noble reputation of the Ryker family has gone

given his… philandering. There are rumors that some of them are looking to terminate our partnership!

do!” Old Mr.

way to rescue it. We can’t let hundreds of years of history be destroyed by a single person!” Adam poured

Old Mr. Ryker ordered. “If Abel is not fit

to be empathetic toward Abel’s plight. “Abel did work hard for the company after all. He can’t

my word is final!” Old Mr. Ryker looked like he was about to explode. “Who cares how much work he has done for the

but he could not help himself from laughing gleefully on the inside. Oh, Adam… Let’s see how you get yourself out of this