Ambush of the Quadruplets
Chapter 840 Watching Other People’s Drama

Under the thick and long curly eyelashes, there was a pair of dark and clear eyes.

It is like keeping two pills of nimble black mercury in the white mercury.

The waves were shimmering, as deep as the night sea and starry sky.

The three of them could not help being attracted by these eyes.

They got a little lost in them for a while.

"Emma," It was Waylon who said with a hoarse voice first, "Can you see clearly?"

"More than clear," Emmeline said, "I wonder if I have sharp eyes, this is too bright!"

"Oh!" All three let out a sigh of relief, it was a success!

Emmeline looked carefully from Waylon to Benjamin, and then to Kendra's face.

There was nothing to say about eyesight, it was really indisputable.

The stubble around Waylon's lips could be seen one by one.

There were also small freckles in the corners of Kendra's eyes.

She got up and said, "I want to see Abel, I want to guard him, I can see it, I can help him."

"Waylon has already given Abel an injection," Benjamin held her down, "You better take a rest, Abel has us over there."

"However, how can I sit still?" Emmeline burst into tears, "He was poisoned to save me."

Waylon sat down on the sofa and said, "If you want to help Abel, you should study the antidote together with me. Two people's brains are better than one, and you also have something better than me." "However, the laboratory is in Macsen Villa," Emmeline said, "I cannot go there, I want to guard Abel here." "How about this," Waylon said, "Tidy up a guest room and we move the laboratory here."

"Then I will sort it out now," Kendra turned around and went upstairs.

"I will help to move," Benjamin stood up, "I will retrieve the stuff from Macsen Villa.”

"Um," Waylon nodded, "I will go with you, I need to keep certain things tally."

"Then let us go now," Benjamin picked up the suit jacket on the sofa. Seeing that everyone was busy, Emmeline turned and ran to the basement. The pastry chef poked his head out of the kitchen and looked around.

Then he retracted his head, closed the kitchen door, and called Adam.

"Mr. Adam, I saw Mr. Abel soaking in the basement bathroom, his whole body was flushed like bloodshot eyes, and he was also unconscious."

"..." Adam was trying to imagine what the pastry chef said.

Damn it!

Did Abel touch Emmeline?

If his desires were not flared, could he have ended up like this?

Adam was flustered with anger, hatred and jealousy.

"Well, what else?"

"That is all for now," The pastry chef said, "Oh, by the way, Ms. Louise's eyes are healed, does this count?"

"Well, that counts," Adam said in a low tone, "In short, whatever you see going on in their household, remember it, and tell me later. I enjoy the drama of other people's households, especially Abel's." "Sure," The pastry chef nodded to the phone, "Then I will take a good look at it, if there is anything big, I will tell you immediately."

"Great," Adam took a sip of his 1983 Lafite wine, "I will reward you later."

"Sure, sure, thank you, Mr. Adam."

Adam hung up the call.

The pastry chef also put away his mobile phone.

Hey, Mr. Adam's hobby was really weird, he liked to watch other people's drama.

Plus, it was his own cousin's household!

He did not care whose house was lively, as long as Mr. Adam rewarded him!

Adam was not idle here, his purpose was not just to watch the show.

He still had to deal with Abel.

The more dramatic Abel's end was, the happier he was.

Adam smiled, put down the red wine glass in his hand, and dialed the landline of Ryker family's old phone.

Emmeline ran into the basement and came to Abel's side.

Luca looked back at her, stood up and said, "Ms. Louise, are your eyes okay?"

"I am fine," Emmeline nodded, "However, Abel has become like this again, I really hate Anthony Green to death!"

"I do not know if that person's name is Anthony Green," Luca said, "Ours and Mr. Benjamin's people have all searched every corner, and there is no definite news about him."

"He cannot disappear out of thin air, can he?" Emmeline said, "How big could Struyria be?"

"In short, he cannot run away," Luca said," Our people are still looking for him."

"However, what about Abel?" Emmeline's eyes were red again, "Deathly Desires. Of course it would be deadly."

"So, Ms. Louise," Luca said, "You really have to stay away from Mr. Abel in the future, otherwise Mr. Abel will suffer!"