The Quadruplets Are Mine?
Chapter 175

The Quadruplets Are Mine? Chapter 175

"You got it wrong. Abel is our daddy. You're Mommy's friend," Sun said with a serious face.

"That's right. I think so too." Moon earnestly bobbed his head.

"Concur!"

Sun uttered, "I knew Abel was our daddy right from the start. There's no mistake."

"So you're only a family friend." The three babies concluded.

"Say something, Emma." Adrien sought help from Emmeline.

"I have no say in this."

Picking out the fishbone for the kids, Emmeline remarked, "The kids will be the judge. They will

eall you dad when they feel you meet their standards."

"Alright then. I will continue to change for the better so I can be a qualified father" Adrien cheered himself on.

"Here's to your success."

Emmeline raised her glass at him.

Adrien was filled with glee. "Can I take it that we can be more than friends when I succeed, Emma?”

"Blegh!" Emmeline spat out the juice in her mouth. She hurriedly grabbed a napkin to cover her mouth. "Adrien, I told you not to get any ideas, or you can forget dinner."

"Alright, alright! Let's just eat. I

won't think about it.

"That's more like it." Emmeline split the deboned fish among the three children.

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With the pleasant dinner coming to an end, Adrien looked at his Patek Philippe watch.

"Emma, it's not even nine o'clock yet. Why don't we walk around the shops?"

Emmeline knew there was a street of shops nearby.

Both sides of the street offered a variety of services, ranging from products and food. They could even get entertainment from buskers as well.

In short, it was a colorful place of

sights and sounds.

Emmeline asked the children if they were interested in going.

The three boys were happy to

have some fun..

"Let's go," Emmeline said.

Over the moon, Adrien hopped over to pick Sun and Moon up.

Emmeline carried Star in her arms as they ventured to the bustling

street.

"Emma, do you see anything you like? My treat," While strolling along, Adrien asked.

Emmeline shook her head. "Nothing caught my eye."

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"Adrien, are you ignoring us? I see lots of toys." Sun pouted.

"I saw the toys too. Look at the colorful mud dog!" Moon exclaimed.

"Did you see the monkey mask?" Star excitedly clapped.

"As your daddy, I must get you those toys," Adrien jumped in.

"Correction - you're not our daddy." Sun was firm on that note.

"That's right. You can't call

yourself our daddy just because we let you buy us toys," Moon stated.

"Uh-huh. You're just a name to us. Your performance will decide whether you get the promotion,"

Star uttered.

"Emma, they are unrelenting." Adrien turned to Émmeline for help.

"The future will tell if you're up for the task. You can quit now if you have no patience," Emmeline replied.

"No! No! I have patience. I have a lot of patience. Just wait and see."

While talking, Adrien bumped into a young and hot woman.

The woman, dressed in a skimpy outfit, was bent over, picking out a knick-knack from a street vendor.

Adrien ran straight to the woman's round *ss cheeks.

The woman staggered and lost her footing.

With one hand still holding Star, Emmeline steadied the woman from falling.

"Mr. Adrien? Oh, it's you! Long time no see," The hot woman blurted.

Following the sudden cry, another ravishing woman jumped on Adrien to hug him.

Since Adrien had his hands full with Sun and Moon, he quickly turned to the side.

"It's really you, Mr. Adrien. It has been a while since you have been to the Imperial Palace." The ravishing woman's eyes were

beaming.

Adrien was their money tree. The man was generous, and the workers at the Imperial Palace

made more than a few dollars off him,

He was embarrassed, to say the least.

What were the odds? He ran into two courtesans from the Imperial Palace.

"I don't have time for you. Get out of the way," Adrien said as he tried to keep his balance.

"Oh, my, Mr. Adrien. You're carrying children. Who do these brats belong to?"

The workers from the Imperial

Palace took notice of Sun and Moon in Adrien's arms.

They knew that Adrien was an eligible bachelor, so the kids would not be his.