Ambush of the Quadruplets
Chapter 1285 Sonia’s Opera Performance.

"That's right, that's right!" Glenn picked up the teapot and filled Oscar's cup with tea. "You're absolutely right, Old Mr. Ryker. Children and grandchildren have their own blessings." "But our Sonia still loves Abel deeply." Michaela's eyes welled up with tears. "Abel is married and has children now, but my poor Sonia..."

"What are you talking about?!" Glenn scolded his wife with a glance. "Don't bring up anything. you shouldn't!"

"I'm just speaking the truth," Michaela said, turning to Sonia. "Don't you agree, Sonia?"

"Mom," Sonia feigned benignly and said, "love can't be forced. Abel and I were fated to be apart. Let's move on from this."

"Sonia is truly sensible and magnanimous," Oscar commended. "That's why I was so fond of Sonia from the beginning. Shame; Sonia and Abel are fated to be apart. Able isn't your lucky guy."

"Old Mr. Ryker," Michaela said while handing Oscar some snacks. "If things change in the future and Sonia and Abel happen to replace themselves connected by fate again, you must play a role in their happiness!"

"Don't speak recklessly!" Glenn lightly slapped his wife's arm, giving her a stern look as if saying, 'Don't provoke Abel!' However, Michaela made nothing of it and even added, "Old Mr. Ryker, please look out for Sonia."

"Well..." Oscar wasn't oblivious to Michaela's intentions. He said, "If Sonia meets a good young man from a respectable family, I will definitely support her. As for Abel, Sonia will have to give up on him. The young couple are in talks of giving me great-granddaughters. Haha, I'm just missing a few great-granddaughters now!"

Sonia turned grim, and she almost blurted out, "I can give you great-granddaughters too!" But no matter how thick-skinned she was, she knew she couldn't say that right then.

As shameless as she could get, her father still needed to retain his dignity, no? After all, he held the highest office in Struyria's political scene.

Michaela read her daughter's thoughts and winked at her.

Sonia knew her mother was telling her that she had everything prepared.

This is where you meet your end, Louise!

Abel and Emmeline approached the stage and noticed the Steiner Family surrounding Old

Mr. Ryker. Both of them furrowed their brows slightly. However, with Old Mr. Ryker present, they couldn't avoid greeting them.

Abel patted Emmeline's hand and whispered, "We'll go watch the Struyrian opera aside after saying hello to Grandfather. If you don't like it, you don't have to interact with the Steiner Family, no big deal." "Okay," Emmeline nodded, linking arms with Abel, and they walked toward the first round table. Coincidentally, when Sonia turned her head, she also saw Abel and Emmeline.

She immediately put on a smiling face and sweetly said, "Hello, Mr. Abel."

Abel didn't respond to her and went straight to Old Mr. Ryker, saying, "Grandfather, Emma and I wish you boundless blessings and longevity!"

"Thank you." Old Mr. Ryker nodded. "Have the munchkins come?"

"They have, Grandfather," Emmeline replied with a smile. "Later, I'll have them wish happy birthday. May you be happy and live as long as the southern mountains!"

"Good girl!" Old Mr. Ryker nodded. "You're being sweet with your words, but giving me a couple of great-granddaughters is the way to go."

Emmeline blushed and lowered her long eyelashes. "I understand, Grandfather."

"Mm." Old Mr. Ryker hummed. "Have a seat, have some tea, and watch the opera."

"Grandfather," Sonia squeezed her way over. "how about I sing you an aria? It'll add to the celebration!"

"You sing opera?" Old Mr. Ryker was surprised. "Young people nowadays don't often enjoy opera, and those who can sing it are even rarer!"

Sonia looked a bit smug and glanced at Emmeline. "Grandfather, I can be considered at master of many arts. I'm proficient in everything, even singing Struyrian opera. I learned from a famous performer." "That's remarkable!" Oscar was delighted. "In that case, Sonia, take the stage and sing at segment for me. I'll give you a precious gift!" "Thank you, Grandfather!" Sonia, seeing that she had won Old Mr. Ryker's favor, felt quite proud and glanced at Emmeline again. The implication was clear: if you're so great, compete in opera singing against me!