Quadruplets Unite: Mother's Words Are Law
Chapter 1296 We Won’t Be Separated

"In that case, leave Emmeline here," Oscar negotiated with a quirked brow, "and I'll pretend today never happened."

"Yeah, right!" Abel sneered. "Emma is the mother of my four children and my beloved woman. How can I turn a blind eye and abandon her?"

"I promise you," Oscar's gaze deepened as he spoke. "If you hand over Emmeline, the position of Ryker Group's CEO will still be yours. You can choose to marry any prestigious lady, even the ones abroad. I won't interfere."

"I'm not interested!" Abel declared firmly. "Emma is mine for this lifetime and beyond. I'll never let her go."

Emmeline's hand, held tightly by him, trembled, and tears blurred her vision.

"I won't leave Abel, Old Mr. Ryker." She looked up. "I just want you to know that the power and influence of the Adelmar Clan are on par with the Ryker Group, if not greater. My master won't overlook what you want to do to me."

"You're not scaring me with Adelmar!" Oscar raised his brows. "My eldest son died because of him, and today, I want revenge for the past. I won't bother with anything else."

"Killing me might be easy for you." Emmeline's gaze turned icy. "But have you ever considered how Timothy, Helios, Endymion, and Hesperus will view you? Unless you kill all four of my sons, they will seek vengeance for me one day!"

Oscar stumbled slightly upon hearing Emmeline's warning. His four great-grandchildren were his treasures, an extension of the Ryker family's bloodline and his pride. If one day they turned against him, he might as well be dead. Even if he died before they grew up, he believed they would dig him out of his grave. This couldn't happen, absolutely not!

Thud! Oscar plopped down into his chair. He was, after all, an eighty-year-old man, and sitting down made him realize just how tired his legs were and how weak he felt.

"Grandfather," Emmeline spoke up. "The feuds of the past generation can't be changed. My marriage to Abel and the birth of our sons were all fate. That's why I'm asking you to let go of your grudge against the Adelmar Clan to make peace. I will thank you on behalf of my master."

"It's too late!" Oscar declared. "My eldest son is already dead, and it was because of Robert Adelmar. He died by my hands, and I will never swallow this indignation for the rest of my life!"

His eldest son died by his hands? This revelation left everyone stunned, even the guards by the door.

"Dad," Lewis asked cautiously. "What exactly happened?"

"I don't want to bring it up again," Oscar said and pointed at Emmeline. "I can let you go, but you must go far away and never return. Abel and the four children are members of the Ryker family. They must stay!"

"I won't be separated from my wife and children!" Abel insisted to Oscar as he held Emmeline's hand. "Please let our family leave together!"

"Impossible!" Oscar glared. "The boys are my great-grandchildren, the descendants of the Ryker family. How can they be cast out into the world?"

"Then, tell us!" Emmeline gritted her teeth. "What conditions must be met for you to let our family leave together?"

"Dad," Lewis pleaded. "Please don't make it difficult for them. They're a family!"

"Even you are defying me?!" Oscar's face darkened as he pointed at Lewis. "You're still my son!"

"I'd rather follow my son if you won't let his family go. Lewis said. "Dad, you might as well cast Rosaline and me out of the family as well. All six of us aren't leaving anyone behind." "That's right," Rosaline, tears in her eyes, agreed. "If you have to drive them away, Dad, you might as well drive us all out. We won't be separated!"

"Mom, Dad, you don't have to do this," Abel said.