The Quadruplets Are Mine?

Emmeline tugged at her little hand, but Abel had a death grip on it and wouldn’t let go. It was starting to hurt, and she winced, “Abel, ease up! You’re going to bruise me!”

Abel finally loosened his grip a bit, but Emmeline still couldn’t free her hand. She huffed in frustration and gave up, resigning herself to being held captive.

Without missing a beat, Abel wrapped his arm around her and pulled her close, enclosing her in a tight embrace.

“It’s so good to have Emma back,” Ethan chimed in, trying to diffuse the tension. “Let’s celebrate with lunch today. My treat, everyone’s invited.”

“I’m in,” Abel spoke up first. “Ethan’s right, it makes sense. Count me in.”

Benjamin and Janie exchanged a glance, thinking to themselves,

What’s Ethan meddling in now? Everything was going fine.

But could they really argue with his proposal now?

“Mr. Benjamin, Janie,” Ethan turned to them. “Do you think it’s a bad idea?”

Benjamin reluctantly nodded, “It’s fine, I agree.”

Janie raised her hand, “I’m in too.”

“I knew it,” Ethan grinned. “Emma’s back and it’s definitely worth celebrating!”

remained, could this show go

hotel should we choose?” Abel eagerly offered,

Benjamin chimed in. “Let’s go with the Struyria Banquet,

it then, Struyria Banquet it is,” Ethan agreed. “Why let

was the perfect choice. The last thing he wanted was to run into Adrien at a Ryker Group hotel. Having Benjamin on

jealous and insecure. He didn’t want to be a ticking

was already past 10 am, and it would take an hour to drive to the Struyria Banquet. They all left the

his Bentley. Emmeline didn’t drive, so she had to sit in Abel’s

Abel got into the driver’s seat, he leaned over to fasten Emmeline’s seatbelt. But just as he was about to reach for her small

with his bodyguards, unwilling

the Struyria Banquet, it was already past eleven o’clock. They took the

a chair for Emmeline, while Abel took her purse from her

two

each other

the one who should have been

Benjamin trying to achieve by meddling in

Ethan tested Emmeline, “where did Mr. Benjamin

Emmeline explained, “so Ben

didn’t Abel go with

name. “Him?”