Ambush of the Quadruplets
Chapter 1435 Temporary Plan

"My mom is still in the dark, Emmeline disclosed. 'She believes everything is going smoothly."

With a concerned expression. Albus asked, "What would you like me to do then, Emma? Please, tell me, I'm all ears."

She furrowed her brow and responded, "How can I possibly advise you on what to do? I came here simply to ask you not to reveal the truth to my mother."

In a rush, he suggested, "Then, I'll disclose everything to my mother, and we can return to the way things were!

Emmeline cautioned, "I want to be clear-I don't have feelings for you. This was my mother's wishful thinking from the start, so our prospects might not align with your expectations. For now, I just want to spare my mother the heartbreak."

Albus face grew pallid, and he hung his head as he admitted, "I understand."

"Then, why do you persist?" she questioned. "You shouldn't have come to my house in the first place!"

With eagerness, he looked up and declared. 'I have feelings for you, Emma. I've felt this way since the first moment I saw you. Please, allow me to cherish you for the rest of my life!"

Turning away to avoid his gaze, she softly expressed, I only wish to console my mother. We don't have a future together."

"What do you mean?" he asked with anxiety, 'Is this a temporary plan?"

Emmeline briefly hesitated, reaffirming that the plan was indeed temporary. She clung to the hope that her mother would eventually overcome her depression, climinating the need for further insistence on this matter and allowing it to fade into oblivion.

"Forget it," she said as she circled the chair and headed toward the door, "Let's discuss this another day; my thoughts are all over the place."

"Emma" He reached out to stop her. "Let me take you to lunch, please?"

"No, it's not necessary! Emmeline replied, evading Albus hand.

However, her heavy handbag slipped from her grasp and hit the ground.

Snap! The zipper on the handbag opened, and two bundles of cash spilled out and scattered across the floor.

"Ah!" He was taken aback, and in his confusion, he swiftly kneeled to pick up the money.

At that moment, the office door swung open, revealing a beautiful woman in her mid-twenties. The scattered cash also astonished her, and her eyes sparkled. "That's a lot of money!"

Twenty-three thousand was the equivalent of two years' salary for an ordinary worker at Altney Steel at that time.

Albus swiftly gathered the money and handed it to Emmeline, apologizing. "I'm truly sorry, Enuna. It was completely unintentional."

She remained silent, discreetly returning the money to her handbag, and exited the office.

He hurried after her, calling. "Emma, let me treat you to a meal on another day!"

"Let's talk about it later," she replied without turning her head.

The woman named Sophia Easter, who had been present earlier, followed them closely. She watched ast Emmeline headed toward a lavish Buick Regal parked nearby.

Sophia's eyes gleamed as she cornered Albus and inquired, "You're incredible! Where did you replace this affluent and beautiful lady? That car alone must be worth over three hundred thousand, right? What type of car does Altney Steel's CEO drive?"

Proudly, Albus responded, "Her name is Emmeline, and we're on the verge of getting engaged."

"Congratulations," Sophia said. "When are you planning the engagement celebration?"

"We haven't settled on a date yet, Albus admitted, scratching his head. "My mother has some reservations?

"Is your mom crazy? Sophia exclaimed, "Even the lady luck would gladly accept such a gift. Let's head back and talk to your mom!"

Albus' face lit up, "You're right, Sophia. You have a way with words!"

"Deal," she said with a happy smile, "Afterward, you can treat me to a meal and give me a cash envelope!"

"No problem!" he assured her. I won't skimp on it!"

As they left Altney Steel, Emmeline checked her watch and saw it was exactly eleven o'clock. She pondered whether to return to Altney or head home to visit her parents. Her home was just a short drive from her current location.

She turned to Luca, "Luca, we're at my place. Would you mind dropping me off at home?"

He was familiar with her home address, having traveled with her and Abel several times, with Abel usually getting dropped off here on the way back.

"Of course," Luca replied, I can wait for you, or should I head back now?"

"Just drop me off, Emmeline decided. I'll have Abel come to pick me up later."

A few minutes later, Emmeline arrived safely at her home.

Her parents were taken aback by her sudden return.

Overjoyed and momentarily flustered, Maxwell paced back and forth in the kitchen, pondering what delicious meal to prepare for his daughter. Kimberly, though in good spirits and health, appeared thin and frail.

Emmeline thought that if her mother recovered, she wouldn't obsess over Albus' family matters. Kimberly's recovery was paramount to her. Kimberly remained unaware of her child's deep love, a love so profound that Emmeline was willing to sacrifice herself.

Contemplating this, Maxwell asked, "Why hasn't Abel returned yet?"