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Quadruplets Unite: Mother's Words Are Law

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Chapter 1172 My Sister Hasn’t Got A Man

"I was just having tea with Charles," Waylon said, looking fondly at Emmeline. "He told me about it."

Emmeline knew that Charles meant Inspector Charles.

What a coincidence. Every single one of them had shown up.

"I guess we can go to dinner after this," Emmeline said awkwardly. "We have enough people to book a private

room."

"Are you seriously saying that?" Waylon scowled at her. "Couldn't either of you have told me?"

He was talking about Abel and Benjamin.

"Come on, it's nothing." Emmeline rolled her eyes with a shrug. "See? We're all fine."

"And thank god you are," Waylon said coldly. "Or else!"

Emmeline said, "Or else those women would've ended up in a grave, right?"

"You're right, Waylon," Abel said solemnly. "It's better to be safe than sorry."

It was just like what happened in Thailand. That had been a set-up too, hadn't it?

He did not tell Emmeline, but he had already arranged for bodyguards for her.

Whatever happened today was not a big deal, so he had not told them to show up.

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If Emmeline were to realize them, it would make things a lot harder in the future.

"Mr. Adelmar, Mr. Ryker," Doris said, her head bowed. "It's my fault this happened. I asked Ms. Louise for help."

"It sure it!" Waylon scoffed. "What if things got out of hand?"

Doris was speechless. She wished the ground would swallow her.

Thus, she kept her head low and remained silent.

"Waylon, come on." Emmeline tugged at her brother's blazer. "Doris is upset enough, go easy on her!"

"You can yell at me if you want, Mr. Adelmar!"

Jennie's eyes were red-rimmed as she said, "Ms. Louise and Doris were just standing up for me. God knows what

would've happened to me if they hadn't gotten here in time!"

"Why couldn't you tell there was something off about your man?" Waylon said.

Jennie did not know what to say. She had, indeed, judged wrongly.

"It's fine, but now that you've learnt your lesson," Waylon said, "Look better next time!"

His words were cold, and honestly a little prickly.

Yet Jennie felt a warmth in her chest at the words.

Was Mr. Adelmar concerned for her?

It seemed like he did really care about Doris.

"Thank you for telling me that," Jennie said. "Please don't blame my sister anymore, then. We've only had each

other growing up, and you know Doris hasn't got a man in her life…"

"Jennie!" Doris shoved her sister gently. "What are you talking about?"

"I'm saying, you don't have a man in your life!" Jennie refused to back down. "I'm not saying Mr. Adelmar should be

taking care of you!"

Doris was speechless. Was her sister trying to embarrass her?

Waylon looked at the two sisters, not knowing what to say.

Sam snickered at the sight.

Just then, another person showed up. This time, it was Norman.

He stopped short at the sight before him.

He thought that he was seeing things.

His eyes widened when he realized who it was.

Oh my god!

What were Mr. York and Mr. Ryker doing in here?

Benjamin and Abel did not know this man.

Who the hell was he?

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He hardly had the right to be in the same room as them.

Norman was starting to panic a little.

What had brought the two biggest CEOs in town here today?

What were they here to do?

Norman cast an uneasy glance at Waylon.

He did not know who Waylon was.

But walking past him, he was shocked by Waylon's air of authority.

Which member of royalty was this?

"Norman, baby, you're finally here!"

Norman was just in the middle of thinking of a plan when a sweet, high-pitched voice rang from behind him.

Norman turned around, and his expression darkened at once.

Minnie Londers?

What was his mistress doing here?

Norman instantly realized that he was in trouble.

He wanted to leave, but it was too late.

Three tall men were in his way.