Quadruplets Unite: Mother's Words Are Law

Abel was James‘ savior. Abel had pulled him from the looming shadows across the street.
James Hudson, a former mercenary who had narrowly escaped an assassination attempt five years prior, found sanctuary in
Centennial. It was Abel who, by a chance encounter, had saved his life, leading James to adopt a low–key existence as a
merchant specializing in audio and video products. Beneath this seemingly ordinary facade, he discreetly maintained his
involvement in the black market arms trade through his previous connections.
Abel and James seldom crossed paths. Their interactions were limited. However, the current predicament involving Emma left
Abel grappling for a solution.
“Are you sure you want to go through with this?” James inquired.
“I can’t simply stand by and watch the person I love suffer most, Abel replied. I have no other choice.”
“In light of you saving my life,” James assured. “I won’t accept a single cent from 200,000. I pledge to manage it discreetly and
without a trace.”
“Agreed!” Abel nodded. “200,000, I’ll deliver it to you later.”
After their discussion, Abel said his goodbyes and exited James‘ shop.
James did not see him off.
As Abel approached his car, he noticed a familiar figure passing by. Curious, he turned around and caught sight of a wolf tattoo
on the person’s left arm.
At that moment, Abel’s memory raced–a person of average build, strong, and with a wolf tattoo on the left arm–it could only be
Diesel.
The same Diesel had once abducted Emmeline and faced a severe beating from Abel and Benjamin. Abel couldn’t help but
wonder why Diesel was here. Did he also have a connection to James?
Deciding to postpone getting into his car, Abel purchased a bottle of mineral water from a nearby shop. As he took a sip, he
discreetly used the bottle to partially obscure his face while watching Diesel enter James‘ audio and video store.
After discussing her employee training matters with Vernon, Emmeline hailed a cab and headed straight. to the driving school to
complete her registration.

Returning home around live or six in the evening, she noticed Abel had thoughtfully prepared dinner. It consisted of several
vegetarian dishes and the fragrant oatmeal that he knew she would enjoy.
Putting on an apron, he embraced her, playfully spun her around, then gently placed her back on the ground and affectionately
ruffled her hair. “You’ve had a busy day, babe. Let’s savor this meal while it’s still
She looked into his eyes and suddenly sensed that his smile concealed something. She inquired, “You appear to have something
on your mind. Is there something you’re not telling me?”
Chuckling, Abel replied, “Where did you get that idea? Production is going smoothly, orders are pouring in, and I couldn’t be
happier.”
“Is that so Emmeline felt reassured, believing his explanation was more than sufficient.
His thoughts, though, were centered on a single focus. Why worry about anything else? Spending two hundred thousand to deal
with Albus ensures Aunt Kimberly’s peace of mind, and Emma will forever be my cherished treasure. No one can ever take her
away.
She inquired. “When are you planning to visit Sandwell? I need to collect the goods.”
He assisted her in pulling out a chair and replied, “Let’s review the schedule for next week. I need to make a stop at your school
first.”
Glancing at the calendar, Emmeline realized ten days remained until school resumed. It dawned on her that Abel would likely
handle something on her behalf. A shadow crossed her mind, and she sighed, “It’s been two months since Ms. Ysabel went
missing, and there’s been no word.
He set the utensil on the table and said. If someone’s been missing for two months, the chances of them still being alive are next
to none.
She shivered and added. “I hope to see her once school starts. What crime has she committed that she must die“”
While Emmeline was referring to Ysabel, it sounded to Abel like she was talking about Albus. His hand holding the fork quivered
slightly.
The following day, Luca drove Emmeline to RetroWave Advertisements.

Janie and Tony had scheduled their wedding for the coming month.
Tony expressed his gratitude, saying, “Thanks to Abel for letting us use the apartment. I wouldn’t have known how to arrange
everything.”
Emmeline smiled and said, “The company has provided us with a dormitory. Abel spends his nights in the workshop, overseeing
operations.”
“At this rate, Ryker Group is on its way to becoming a successful private enterprise.”
She acknowledged, “The pressure is indeed high. We can’t afford to let up regarding orders, quality, and safety. Abel frequently
sacrifices sleep to ensure everything runs smoothly.”
“Abel wields strong control, Tony reassured. “You can trust him!
“He’s assertive and determined. She chuckled. “I’ll keep my distance from him.”
“That’s no good, Tony quipped. If you’re not around, Abel predicts endless rainy days!”
Emmeline blushed at his commment.
The phone rang, and Sam was calling.
Emmeline quickly picked up. “Sam?”
“Emma, are you available?” Sam’s tone was uncertain.
“What’s the matter? Emmeline inquired.
“Well... it’s about... Albus, he wants to speak with you.”
Emmeline was left speechless and puzzled, “Albus?”