The Quadruplets Are Mine?
Chapter 367

Chapter 367 Picking a Wedding Date

"Old man?" Rosaline furrowed her brow. "That doesn't make sense. When I saw her, I thought her eyes looked just like yours."

"You flatter me, Auntie," Emmeline chuckled. "I'll introduce you to the Wonder Doctor someday."

"That would be great," Rosaline said. "I don't like being left in the dark."

"But for now, this is a secret between us," Emmeline said. "Don't tell Abel yet, or the whole 300 billion deal might fall apart."

"I won't forget," Rosaline patted Emmeline's hand. "Let's go inside, the food and drinks are ready."

As they entered the living room, Lewis beamed at his four grandchildren.

"Sebastian!" he called to the butler. "Bring me the envelopes I prepared."

"Sure, Mr. Lewis," Sebastian replied promptly, heading to the study to fetch a large red lacquered tray.

On the tray were five bank cards wrapped in red paper and an exquisite jewelry box.

"Come here, my lovely grandkids!" Lewis beckoned to the four little ones.

Timothy held Helios' hand, who held Endymion's, who in turn held Hesperus' hand, and they all walked over to stand in a straight line in front of Lewis.

Looking at his precious grandkids, Lewis and Rosaline felt as if they were tasting honey, so sweet and satisfying.

"Grandpa's giving you guys your allowance, and with that, you can buy whatever you like!"

"Thank you, Grandpa!" The four little darlings replied in unison with their sweet voices.

Lewis then picked up the red-wrapped bank cards and handed them out one by one to the kids. "Each card has 10 million in it, and there's no password, so keep it safe, okay?"

"Thank you, Grandpa!" The little ones bowed in unison.

But there was still one card left on the lacquer tray.

Lewis picked it up and looked at Emmeline with a raised eyebrow.

"Emmeline, this is for you," Lewis said, holding out the last card.

"Uncle," Emmeline smiled and shook her head. "I'm not a child anymore, I don't need it."

"You must take it," Lewis' voice grew hoarse and his eyes dimmed. "For five years, the Ryker family made you suffer, made you endure hardships. This money can't make up for all that, but it's a small token of my and your aunt's appreciation."

"

His words brought tears to Emmeline's eyes. Lewis was right, no matter how much money was on that card, it couldn't make up for the suffering and injustice she had endured.

If it weren't for Robert appearing that night, she doubted she could have survived with her children.

That night, when Robert appeared, Emmeline was feverish and unconscious, and she wondered if she could even survive with her children.

The three infants were so starved they couldn't even cry anymore.

Emmeline lowered her head and couldn't help but sniffle.

Rosaline noticed her pitiful expression and felt a pang in her heart.

She took the bank card and pressed it into Emmeline's hand.

"Emma, if you don't take it, it means you're rejecting Uncle and Auntie, and that would make us sad."

"Emma," Abel hugged Emmeline's small shoulder, "the past is in the past, Dad gave it to you, just take it, be a good girl."

"Um," Emmeline nodded and took the bank card, thanking Lewis, "Thank you, Uncle."

"I have something too," Rosaline said, picking up a beautiful box from the lacquer tray.

"This is the bracelet I wore on my wedding day. I'm giving it to you now, as a sort of family heirloom."

With that, she took Emmeline's hand and slipped an exquisite jade bracelet onto her delicate wrist.

"So when are you two getting married?" Lewis asked. "We're all looking forward to the wedding." "And I'm looking forward to finally being called 'mom' by Emma," Rosaline added, beaming with joy. Emmeline blushed, lowering her head and saying, "I haven't discussed it with Abel yet."

"Of course, the sooner the better," Abel said, grinning. "I can't wait for you to call me husband without any hesitation."

Emmeline's face was flushed with embarrassment, and she wished she could just disappear.

Abel held her close with tenderness and said with a smile, "How about we do it this month? You pick a date."

"Let Uncle and Auntie decide," Emmeline said, burying her face in his shoulder. "We need to replace a good day, right?"

"I'll take care of that," Rosaline said. "I'll go and ask Mr. Ywain in Saeville to replace a good day for us."