The Quadruplets Are Mine?

Chapter 1496 Worthless 

“No way!” Adam slammed the table, his voice filled with disbelief. “Not even for a day!”

“Well, I can’t do anything about it. You’ll have to figure it out yourself!” Abel stood abruptly, heading for the door.

Adam grabbed him, his voice tinged with frustration. “Abel, how heartless you are!”

“I’ve made myself clear. What more do you want?” Abel shrugged him off, his eyes reflecting anger.

“Do you think I won’t go find Maxwell?‘ Adam’s face twisted. ‘I know you listen to him; he’s your father– in–law!”

With a muffled sound, Abel threw Adam to the ground. Squatting down, he grasped Adam’s collar, his eyes flashing with fury. ‘Maxwell has always been my father. He adopted me when no one else wanted me. If you dare disturb him, I’ll make sure you crawl back to your hometown from Altney!”

With a firm stride, Abel left. He didn’t have time for those he deemed worthless; he needed to find Benjamin and inquire about the case.

Adam’s wife rushed over, grabbing Abel’s clothes, exclaiming. “The boss is hitting people! When he has money, he forgets everyone!”

Suddenly, a white figure appeared from the corner, swiftly landing two slaps on Adam’s wife.

Smack! Smack!

Stunned, Adam’s wife covered her stinging cheek in shock.

Before them stood a girl in a white shirt and light blue jeans, possessing a tall figure, long flowing hair, and delicate features. She exuded a carefree aura.

Abel smiled, “Mia, why are you here?”

“Is it surprising?” Mia stood playfully in front of Abel with her hands behind her back. “Brandon told me about your situation, and I was worried about Emmeline, so I flew over!”

“Thank you.” He nodded. “I was just about to go out. Will you wait for me in the office or come with me?

She tilted her head and said, “Of course, I’ll go with you!”

“Mr. Ryker!” Landon approached. I’ve checked the car. Throughout Altney, we can’t find the same imported model from Ford Focus.”

“No way!” Abel said, “The difference is too significant!”

“Do we have to order this specific car?” Landon frowned. “Can’t we consider other brands?”

“Emma likes this model,” Abel said. “Since she can’t choose it herself, we still have to get this one, right?”

“That’s it. I’ll go to the capital city,” Landon said.

Abel nodded, “Thank you for your hard work!”

“Oh, by the way,” Landon said. “I asked the housekeeping service to buy fresh groceries for Sylvan Mansion.”

“Great!” Abel said. “I’ll have pasta for lunch when I go back.”

Sylvan Mansion? Alana mused, her curiosity piqued as she overheard the conversation. Abel and Emmeline have a place in Sylvan Mansion? Suddenly, it dawned on her. No wonder I haven’t seen them returning to the office building in the backyard.

Shortly after departing from Ryker Group, Abel, accompanied by Mia, contacted Benjamin while en route.

Benjamin promptly picked up, “Abel, you’re back?”

Abel replied, “Yes, I’ve just returned. Where are you right now?”

“I’m currently collaborating with the police on the case,” Benjamin informed. “Find a spot to wait, and I’ll join you in around half an hour.”

“Got it!” Abel agreed. “Let’s meet at Serenity Tea House on Meadow Avenue. I’ll wait for there!”

“Alright!”

Their car approached an upcoming intersection, and they soon made a turn toward Meadow Avenue. After parking, Abel and Mia were led to a private room on the third floor.

As they settled into their sears, his phone suddenly rang, displaying Adam’s incoming call. Abel’s expression soured; he had expressed all that was necessary, leaving him disinclined to engage further with what he deemed an unworthy individual.

With a firm decision, Abel declined the call. However, the phone rang again, persistently indicating Adam’s call. Resigned to the persistence, Abel contemplated for a moment, then passed the phone to Mia, signaling for her to handle the call.

Mia accepted the call and greeted, “Hello!”

Adam’s voice crackled from the other end. “Emmeline! You finally answered the phone? Where are you?” Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

Mia, caught off guard, swiftly redirected her gaze to Abel, her suspicions evident in her eyes.

Abel took the phone. His tone was chillingly intense, resonating with lethal intent. “Adam, I’ve warned you not to disturb Emmeline. Do you not comprehend what I’ve stated?”

Adam, taken aback, froze on the line. “I called Emmeline’s number. Why did you answer?”

“You’re asking for trouble!” Abel’s tone turned menacing. “Emma is sick; can’t you leave her alone?

“Well,” Adam fell silent, “I didn’t mean anything else. I just don’t want Zahn to end prison.”

“I can’t save him!” Abel gritted his teeth. “If you have any sense left, let him turn himself in.”

“Abel, you leave me with no choice!” Adam’s voice seethed with frustration before abruptly ending the call in anger.