The Quadruplets Are Mine?

"Emma!"

"Emma!"

Lizbeth and Adrien simultaneously rose from their chairs.

"You guys?" Emmeline expressed her surprise, "You guys are here too?"

With a cigarette between his lips, Adam narrowed his eyes and remarked, "How can we have a meal without them tagging along?"

"Exactly," Lizbeth chimed in, "Adam didn't mention why he called us here, and now I know that he invited Emma."

"I didn't come for nothing," Adrien smiled, "I was thinking how dull this meal would be with just the three of us!"

"What do you mean?" Lizbeth appeared displeased, "Are you bored of eating with me?"

"How could I dare?" Adrien quickly apologized, "I didn't mean that either."

"That's when we're dining with Adam," Adam shot him a disdainful glance, "Don't you like it?"

"I'm even more afraid," Adrien responded, "I just think the three of us having this dinner feels incomplete. Now that Emma's here, it feels right, but what about Abel?"

Adrien turned towards Emmeline and inquired, "Why didn't Abel come along with you?"

"Abel isn't feeling well," Emmeline explained, "He's resting at home for a couple of days."

this yet, don't you?" Adam extinguished his

she's now the president of the

aback for a moment and quickly pulled out a chair

he entrusted me with this responsibility, I couldn't even

at him and spoke in a

holding a large, disheveled bouquet of roses and inquired, "Emma, what happened to

haven't had a

away," Adrien offered, taking the flowers and heading outside to

to take his seat, he

it had appeared quite pale just a

have time to dwell on Adam,

to order whatever you like to eat. It's on me today," Adam said, with Lizbeth and Adrien both present, making it inconvenient for Emmeline to

to settle down, Emmeline picked up the menu and quickly scanned through it. As she perused the options, she marked a few

eat or not, but at least it would distract Adam from

the wine?" Adrien

say. She can have whatever wine she wants," Adam replied, feigning a domineering

won't hold back," Emmeline smiled, "I'll have

Romanée-Conti?

From 1993?

costs over two million dollars

followed up by saying, "Make it two bottles. I know Adam enjoys red wine and nothing less

suffocated as if his

delay, Adrien quickly remarked,