The Quadruplets Are Mine?
Chapter 1409

Chapter 1409 What Score Are You Talking About?

Chapter 1409 What Score Are You Talking About?

"You don't need to worry about what we're doing, Ahel teased her. Just tell me what you want to do."

Emmeline became irritated. "How would I know what to do!"

The call was abruptly cut off by her.

Abel held his phone and chuckled.

Then. Sam's phone rang; it was a call from Emmeline.

"Sam. I asked you to come home to have dinner with me, but I can't even get home myself, she said with a sob. "I forgot to bring my keys."

Sam was confused. "But I'm at your place now,"

"Huh?" Emmeline was puzzled. "How come you're at my place? Did my parents come back? Wait, it's only been a few days, right?"

"Your brother is at home, Sam replied.

"Who else could it be?"

Emmeline angrily hung up the phone

The doorbell rang. As Abel opened the door, his tall figure leaned casually against the doorway.

Emmeline didn't bother to look up or acknowledge him.

Slipping in from under his arm, she bent down and picked up Seal, who was wagging its tail.

However, when she entered the living room, she was left utterly surprised.

Sam had brought Albus along unexpectedly.

"Abel... Emmeline turned back to the doorway, almost slipping into Abel's arms.

He gently patted her head and smiled. "Don't worry, I'm back."

It was only then that she pursed her lips in relief.

Abel went to the kitchen to cook, and Sam hurriedly joined him.

Emmeline wasn't comfortable in the living room with Albus, so she squeezed her way into the kitchen. Since the kitchen was small, Abel couldn't turn around, so he opened his arms and ushered them out. "It's quite a hassle, and you all are in the way. Why not head to the living room and watch some TV?"

With Sam's presence, Emmeline could comfortably sit in the living room now.

Dinner was enjoyable, primarily because Abel was there, and Emmeline felt more at ease.

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From the moment she saw Abel, Sam immediately fixed her heart on him and openly expressed her. affection without reservation.

This made Abel constantly shift his body, afraid that her plump figure might topple over.

Emmeline couldn't help but burst into laughter as she observed Sam's playful interactions with Abel.

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When it came to women getting close to Abel, Sam's actions brought joy to Emmeline, while Alana's made her feel uneasy.

Albus gradually became acquainted with Abel and engaged in many conversations.

Perhaps more accurately, it was under Abel's insightful questioning that they exchanged many words.

Ultimately, Abel's assessment of him was that he was an ordinary young man without grand aspirations or wrongdoings.

Surprisingly, these very qualities seemed to be the most reassuring to elderly women.

After seeing off Sam and Albus, Abel caught hold of Emmeline.

I haven't settled the score with you yet."

Emmeline was startled, "What score are you talking about?"

Abel deliberately put on a stern face. You thought I wasn't home, so you secretly made plans with Albus?"

Emmeline blushed and became annoyed. "Abel, stop insulting me, okay?"

"Is it that serious?" Abel frowned. "I was just joking.

Emmeline pushed him away and lowered her head. I won't make myself miserable just because I see you. with Alana. I'm not that foolisht Other people's mistakes don't justify me making my own." Abel looked at her earnest expression, and her face flushed with anger.

He regretted what he had just said, not expecting her reaction to be so intense.

"I'm sorry, babe, I didn't mean it. I was just joking!" he quickly apologized.

Emmeline huffed and retreated to the study. There, she dialed a phone number from her mobile,

She had a lot on her plate and wasn't in the mood for small talk.

The call was quickly answered, and a pleasant voice came through. "Emmeline Louise?"

"Mr. Wyatt, Emmeline said. "I have something to discuss with you. Are you available now?"

"What's on your mind? Please, go ahead." Brandon Wyatt's voice carried a hint of amusement. Emmeline proceeded to explain the details regarding employee training at the World Trade Building.

Brandon considered the information and commented. That sounds doable. How many employees are there approximately?"

"We're expecting around three hundred people, with an additional thirty to forty from RetroWave

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Advertisements Emmeline replied.

Brandon raised a point. "Three hundred might be a bit too few. Have you considered participants from other industries? Typically, marketing training sessions are most cost-effective with around five to six hundred attendees when you factor in venue and accommodation costs."

"I understand," Emmeline responded. "I'll reach out to other units and consolidate the participants"

"That's the right approach, Brandon said. "But Emmeline, I also have something I'd like to discuss with you and seek your opinion on."

"Please go ahead, Mr. Wyan, Emmeline responded formally,

"Given your qualifications, I think you're well-suited to be a lecturer. Have you ever considered becoming one?" he asked.

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Chapter 1409 What Score Are You Talking About?

Chapter 1409 What Score Are You Talking About?

"You don't need to worry about what we're doing, Ahel teased her. Just tell me what you want to do."

Emmeline became irritated. "How would I know what to do!"

The call was abruptly cut off by her.

Abel held his phone and chuckled.

Then. Sam's phone rang; it was a call from Emmeline.

"Sam. I asked you to come home to have dinner with me, but I can't even get home myself, she said with a sob. "I forgot to bring my keys."

Sam was confused. "But I'm at your place now,"

"Huh?" Emmeline was puzzled. "How come you're at my place? Did my parents come back? Wait, it's only been a few days, right?"

"Your brother is at home, Sam replied.

"Who else could it be?"

Emmeline angrily hung up the phone

The doorbell rang. As Abel opened the door, his tall figure leaned casually against the doorway.

Emmeline didn't bother to look up or acknowledge him.

Slipping in from under his arm, she bent down and picked up Seal, who was wagging its tail.

However, when she entered the living room, she was left utterly surprised.

Sam had brought Albus along unexpectedly.

"Abel... Emmeline turned back to the doorway, almost slipping into Abel's arms.

He gently patted her head and smiled. "Don't worry, I'm back."

It was only then that she pursed her lips in relief.

Abel went to the kitchen to cook, and Sam hurriedly joined him.

Emmeline wasn't comfortable in the living room with Albus, so she squeezed her way into the kitchen. Since the kitchen was small, Abel couldn't turn around, so he opened his arms and ushered them out.

"It's quite a hassle, and you all are in the way. Why not head to the living room and watch some TV?"

With Sam's presence, Emmeline could comfortably sit in the living room now.

Dinner was enjoyable, primarily because Abel was there, and Emmeline felt more at ease.

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Chapter 1409 What Score Are You Talking About?

From the moment she saw Abel, Sam immediately fixed her heart on him and openly expressed her. affection without reservation.

This made Abel constantly shift his body, afraid that her plump figure might topple over.

Emmeline couldn't help but burst into laughter as she observed Sam's playful interactions with Abel.

+5 Bonus

When it came to women getting close to Abel, Sam's actions brought joy to Emmeline, while Alana's made her feel uneasy.

Albus gradually became acquainted with Abel and engaged in many conversations.

Perhaps more accurately, it was under Abel's insightful questioning that they exchanged many words.

Ultimately, Abel's assessment of him was that he was an ordinary young man without grand aspirations or wrongdoings.

Surprisingly, these very qualities seemed to be the most reassuring to elderly women.

After seeing off Sam and Albus, Abel caught hold of Emmeline.

I haven't settled the score with you yet."

Emmeline was startled, "What score are you talking about?"

Abel deliberately put on a stern face. You thought I wasn't home, so you secretly made plans with Albus?"

Emmeline blushed and became annoyed. "Abel, stop insulting me, okay?"

"Is it that serious?" Abel frowned. "I was just joking.

Emmeline pushed him away and lowered her head. I won't make myself miserable just because I see you. with Alana. I'm not that foolisht Other people's mistakes don't justify me making my own."

Abel looked at her earnest expression, and her face flushed with anger.

He regretted what he had just said, not expecting her reaction to be so intense.

"I'm sorry, babe, I didn't mean it. I was just joking!" he quickly apologized.

Emmeline huffed and retreated to the study. There, she dialed a phone number from her mobile,

She had a lot on her plate and wasn't in the mood for small talk.

The call was quickly answered, and a pleasant voice came through. "Emmeline Louise?"

"Mr. Wyatt, Emmeline said. "I have something to discuss with you. Are you available now?" "What's on your mind? Please, go ahead." Brandon Wyatt's voice carried a hint of amusement. Emmeline proceeded to explain the details regarding employee training at the World Trade Building. Brandon considered the information and commented. That sounds doable. How many employees are there approximately?"

"We're expecting around three hundred people, with an additional thirty to forty from RetroWave

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Chapter 1409 What Score Are You Talking About?

Advertisements Emmeline replied.

Brandon raised a point. "Three hundred might be a bit too few. Have you considered participants from other industries? Typically, marketing training sessions are most cost-effective with around five to six hundred attendees when you factor in venue and accommodation costs."

"I understand," Emmeline responded. "I'll reach out to other units and consolidate the participants"

"That's the right approach, Brandon said. "But Emmeline, I also have something I'd like to discuss with you and seek your opinion on."

"Please go ahead, Mr. Wyan, Emmeline responded formally,

"Given your qualifications, I think you're well-suited to be a lecturer. Have you ever considered becoming one?" he asked.

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