The Quadruplets Are Mine?
Chapter 1312

Chapter 1312 The Household of an Emperor

"Are you trying to butter up your father-in-law?" Robert gazed at Abel. "Well, this old man doesn't fancy gifts. Adelmar Island has everything. All I want is that you'll treat our Emma well for a lifetime!"

"That's for sure!" Abel nodded earnestly. "I will treat Emina well for a lifetime. As long as she doesn't reject. me in the next life or the one after that and still wants to marry me, I will be good to her for eternity, and may the heavens and the earth bear witness to it!"

"Hahaha!" Robert laughed heartily. "You heard that right, Heaven? Abel must uphold his vow!"

The sky was filled with auspicious clouds as if the heavens knew that Abel would keep his word. Otherwise, instead of auspicious clouds, there would be thunder and lightning.

Everyone gathered in the living room and had tea for a while before it was time for dinner.

The chefs at Dawn Manor had been busy these past few days.

As soon as they received the orders from Robert that guests from the in-laws were coming, the chefs got to work.

The first two days were spent making lists and procuring ingredients from various places, including imports. Then, they began sorting ingredients and partially processing them. Early this morning, they had prepared ninety percent of the ingredients and started cooking.

Steaming, boiling, frying, and braising-everything was in full swing. The kitchen was bustling with activity.

So, when dinner was served, the over 10-yard-long dining table, made of high-quality wood, was filled. with a wide variety of dishes, resembling a grand feast.

A quick estimate showed there were more than ninety dishes.

The four little ones looked on with curiosity and, naturally, began counting to see who could count the fastest and most accurately.

After four rounds, the four little ones unanimously agreed: eighty-one dishes and eighteen soups, totaling ninety-nine!

Lewis and Rosaline exchanged a glance. Oh my, the hospitality from Robert is on par with that of an imperial family!

Little did they know that in this island nation, Robert was indeed a ruler in his own right.

During the meal, Robert asked Emmeline, "Do you know that Waylon has two one-year-old children?"

"I do!" Emmeline replied. "They belong to Doris."

"I noticed the children look a lot like Waylon," Robert furrowed his brow. "But based on their age, Waylon was here during that time. How could he have two children who look like him?"

"Waylon didn't know Doris in the past," Emmeline pouted and said somewhat regretfully. "So, the children. must have no connection to him. It's just a coincidence."

"What a shame," Robert sighed. "They are such a lovely pair of twins."

"Well, I wouldn't say that, Emmeline argued. "As long as Waylon likes Doris and marries her, the two children will eventually call him 'Dad' and you 'Grandpa, no? And it'll be even better if they can have more children in the future."

"That's true," Robert nodded. "Try to talk some sense into him and see if you can get him to marry that girl into our family. I got two grandsons for nothing; how great is that?! It would be even more perfect if they had more children in the future."

"Not to hide anything from you, Mr. Robert," Abel interjected. "Emma has been trying to bring Waylon and Doris together, but Waylon has been stubborn. He hasn't come around yet."

"Now that's your fault, Robert gave Abel a sidelong glance. "For someone who had been down the road before, you should give him a push!"

Abel smiled wryly. As if Lean actually do that!

Still, he said with a smile, "Alright, I'll talk some sense into him."

"You can't force a bull to drink water, Emmeline chimed in. "Especially when Waylon is such a stubborn bull!"

Robert pondered and remained silent for a moment before finally speaking again, "There's not a day that goes by where I don't think about you kids. How's Benjamin doing?"

"He's doing great," Emmeline said. "Adelmar Group is thriving, and he and Janie are doing well. You don't need to worry about him."

"Good to hear that. It puts my mind at ease," Robert said. "Benjamin is a resilient child. He only got better by the ear after joining the Adelmar Clan. In the past, he used to be very quiet."

"Me, my children, and my ten brothers-other than Waylon-were so lucky to have met you, Master." Emmeline put her cutleries down and said with a choked voice. "Thank you, Master!" "You child..." Robert frowned. "Look how distant you sound. We may not be related by blood; I see all of you as my own. No need to be polite."

"Right!" Emmeline wiped her eyes and smiled. "Then I'll rely on you forever, Father. Don't hate me for it, alright?"

"Hate you? I couldn't be happier!" Robert said. His words made Emmeline laugh, and everyone joined in, lightening the mood.

"By the way, Master," Emmeline continued, "What's the history between Old Mr. Ryker and our Adelmar Clan? It seems like there's some tension." "Didn't he tell you?" Robert asked in return.