Ambush of the Quadruplets
Chapter 1401 Formidable.

When Abel returned home, it was already nine o'clock in the morning.

After having a cup of tea with Maxwell, Abel hurriedly left.

There were many things to attend to at the factory, and he had to go back to oversee the overall situation.

Emmeline asked her parents, "Abe said you guys are going to my grandma's house?"

"Yes, your dad has already bought everything." Mom said. "We'll be taking a long-distance trip early tomorrow morning,

"Why are you in such a hurry to leave?" Emmeline pouted unhappily. I just got back."

"You're not a child anymore," Mom said. "Abel said you signed a big order with an advertising company and earned a good share. Your dad and I are happy for you." "But you're all leaving. How am I supposed to eat pasta alone?"

"I thought of that." Kimberly gave her a look. "Albus will come to keep you company when he's free."

Emmeline jumped up. "Mom, I don't want that. I don't know him well!"

"It's not like your dad and I won't be at home. There will be someone to take care of you, right?"

"No need. Just get rid of him quickly. Emmeline panicked. I have someone coming to keep me company." "Who?" Maxwell asked.

My classmate, Sam." Emmeline's face turned pale. I'll call her right away. You don't have to worry about me."

Frantically searching for Sam's phone number, Emmeline dialed it without hesitation and asked her to come and keep her company.

Naturally, Sam agreed without hesitation.

After ending the call, Emmeline said to her parents, "Everything's okay; you don't have to worry about me anymore."

"Alright." Kimberly sighed helplessly. "You're such a stubborn child!"

"Let her be." Maxwell frowned. "She's a girl; she knows what she's doing."

"But that Albus Kimberly said. "I've already talked to him."

"I don't know what you're thinking, Maxwell said angrily. “Emma is home alone, so how can you casually let a strauger come over?"

Kimberly was taken aback for a moment as her face turned slightly unpleasant. "I knew you wouldn't understand me."

Tears welled up in her eyes as she spoke.

"Alright, alright." Emmeline quickly intervened. "Let him come if he wants to, anyway. Sam will be here too. Dad, you don't have to worry about me."

Kimberly finally smiled. It's good that my Emma is sensible."

Maxwell whispered to Emmeline. "If anything happens, make sure to call your brother."

"I know, Dad. Don't worry!

In the afternoon.

World Trade Building, fourth floor, General Manager's office.

Vernon looked at the identity card in his hand carefully. He received every customer who came to sign a lease for a counter.

First, he could understand the other party's business structure; second, all the distributors would represent the image of the World Trade Building in the future, so inappropriate distributors would be rejected. On the ID card in his hand was a handsome young man.

"Abel Ryker," Vernon pronounced.

"Hum. Abel nodded from across the office desk.

"If I'm not mistaken, Emmeline Louise... is your sister?" Vernon asked.

Abel smiled unexpectedly and nodded, "Yes."

"Why didn't the little girl come herself?" Vernon asked.

"She's afraid of causing you trouble," Abel spoke frankly, "so she sent me instead."

Vernon smiled appreciatively. "This girl thinks things through!"

"Can we sign the contract like this?" Abel said, "I'll pay all the rent."

"You'll pay the rent?" Vernon said, "Emmeline probably won't agree; that girl is very serious!"

"Emma is just trying her hand at business," Abel said. "Whether she makes money or not is uncertain, so let me cover the expenses."

"What do you do, young man?" Vernon said. "You seem extraordinary."

"You flatter me, Abel said. I'm engaged in the production of alloy accessories, and I just took over a factory."

"No wonder you exude a shrewd and capable aura. Vernon laughed. "Impressive!"

"Mr. Chester, you're too kind!" Abel politely responded.

"But what is Emma busy with? She disappears as soon as the contract is signed," Vernon said. "My wife has asked about her several times. "Emma is helping out at RetroWave Advertising," Abel said, "and she recently went for training. She just returned."

"Training?" Vernon became interested. "In what field?"

"Modern marketing and advertising. Abel said.

Vernon lightly tapped the table. "How coincidental. I've been waiting for this kind of training, and I need it. I'll have to consult Emmeline later.