Ambush of the Quadruplets
Chapter 1436 Plastic Playground

"The company is busy." Emmeline helped her dad pick vegetables. "Abel is always in the workshop every day."

"Abel is ambitious, willing to work hard and put in the effort. Maxwell praised, then sighed.

Perhaps he felt heartbroken that his daughter couldn't be with Abel.

"Emma. Mom waved at the bedroom door. "Come here.

Emmeline put down the vegetables and bent down to pick up little Seal, heading to the master bedroom.

The big bed was covered with colorful satin sheets and a large pile of cotton.

"What's this for? Emmeline asked. 'Mom, are you making the bed?

"I'm making a wedding bed," Mom said happily. It's for you!"

"But Hannah hasn't gotten married yet." Emmeline started to feel nervous and pouted. "Why are you. planning for me first?"

"Don't you know what's good for you?" Mom frowned. "You've all grown up, so whoever is suitable should get married. Why so many rules?"

"We haven't even made any plans yet!" Emmeline became anxious. "Mom, you're too hasty!"

"Isn't it easy? Mom said happily. "Let Albus' mom pick an auspicious day and next month, you two can get engaged!"

"Mom!" Emmeline almost jumped up. "Why are you like this?"

Although she had just thought that she could sacrifice herself for her mother's sake, now that it was becoming a reality, she was still in a panic.

"What's wrong with me? Isn't it all for you?" Mom started to get angry and threw away what she was holding.

"Enough!" Maxwell quickly came over to mediate. "Emma, let your mom do as she pleases. Even if it's preparing a wedding bed, even if it's preparing a TV and refrigerator, I'll buy them today!" Emmeline didn't dare to provoke Kimberly anymore and went back to the bedroom with little Seal in her

Her heart was already full even though she hadn't eaten the pasta yet.

Abel called

Emmelige briefly spoke to him.

Just as she was about to hang up, Mom ran over. "Tell your brother to come back in the afternoon, and we'll have taquitos!"

Emmeline relayed the message to Abel.

Abel was also at a loss, not knowing what trouble taquitos would bring, but it wouldn't do if he didn't agree. He didn't dare to leave Emmeline alone there.

"Alright," Abel said. "I'm still busy right now, but I'll be home at half past five in the afternoon."

After finishing lunch, their neighbor, Ms. Maggie, came over to help Mom prepare the wedding bed.

Emmeline was afraid that they would bring up Albus matter again, so she quickly closed the door and took a nap.

Ms. Maggie and Kimberly were still busy bustling around when Emmeline woke up after a nap at around two o'clock in the afternoon.

Emmeline hurriedly left home and walked to school.

The new school year was about to begin.

In previous summers, the playground would be overgrown with wild grass, but not this year. The playground was covered with green synthetic turf, making it flat and comfortable to look at. The academic affairs director, Joseph Sayer, was on duty, and Emmeline greeted him with a smile.

Joseph had become thin, and his spirits were low,

"Did the police investigate the case of Ms. Ysabel?" Joseph asked Emmeline directly.

"Yes," Emmeline replied. "Is there still no news about her?"

"No." He lowered his head. The police have investigated everyone thoroughly, but they couldn't replace a trace of her. It's almost become a cold case."

"Don't worry. Just wait a little longer; there will be news." She didn't know how to comfort Joseph, so she could only stand there and talk without much concern.

Joseph let out a long sigh, considering the matter closed. He looked at the flat green synthetic turf playground and frowned. "The school has a whole new look; it's getting better and better. Just this synthetic turf playground costs over eight hundred thousand dollars, and the ground underneath is compacted with construction waste!"

Construction waste?

Suddenly, Emmeline remembered what Benjamin had said about Diesel being caught delivering construction waste to the school.

She had seen Diesel and the vice principal exchanging secretive conversations in the small garden.

It seemed that the vice principal was taking advantage of the campus construction to make a profit!

When Emmeline returned home from school, Abel was indeed back.

Maxwell cooked a few dishes and said to Abel, 'Uncle Maxwell, tonight I have a request. Let's have a good drink together and only stop when we're drunk!"

"Dad!" Emmeline's eyes widened. "Are you okay? Why do you want to drink until you're drunk?"