Ambush of the Quadruplets
Chapter 844 Resolving the Crisis

Emmeline spoke calmly, "Old Mr. Ryker, if you believe that changing the president won't have any impact on the Ryker family, then that's fine." A graceful smile adorned Emmeline's face as she continued, "I still have my coffee shop. My husband and I manage it, and it's quite comfortable." Oscar's complexion grew even darker.

It seemed that he had little control over his granddaughter-in-law.

"I'm not well-versed in business matters," Emmeline glanced at Adam casually, "but I believe it would be more fitting for Adam to take charge of the Ryker Group. What do you think, Old Mr. Ryker?" Upon hearing these words, Adam immediately uncrossed his legs.

Firstly, Emmeline had explicitly mentioned his name, making it appear as if he coveted the Ryker Group's position.

Of course, he did covet it, but he could not let others see that, especially not Old Mr. Ryker. It would imply that his motives were impure and that he cared more about the Ryker family.

Secondly, Adam wanted to hear the old man's response.

The question lingered, was he more suitable than Abel?

With a stern expression, Oscar replied, "Let's discuss this matter once it's resolved."

"Emmeline and Luca," Adam could not contain his restlessness, "It's been a while now, have you informed Abel about this?"

"Of course, I have," Emmeline responded calmly, "Abel asked us to wait for a little while."

Wait for a little while?

Adam sneered. Who did she think she was fooling by going to the grave to burn newspapers?

This morning, the chef had sent him a message, informing him that Abel was unconscious. Did she think he would not replace out about it?

"Emmeline," Adam interjected, "You're quick to jump to conclusions. If Abel can't resolve this issue, the risks he poses to the Ryker family are not to be taken lightly, you should consider that!" "I understand," Emmeline smiled confidently, "I have faith in Abel. He told us to wait for the phone call, so

we'll wait for it."

As soon as she finished speaking, there was a sudden knock on the door of the office.

Adam opened the door and saw the supervisor from the overseas department.

"Mr. Ryker, Mr. Adam," the supervisor began, "Yanwick has reached out to us.” "What's the situation?" Oscar's gloomy eyes suddenly brightened.

Adam was also taken aback.

Yanwick contacted us?

What did they mean by that?

"They said..." the supervisor could not contain his excitement, "They requested that not only the contract terms remain unchanged from previous years, but also that the number of goods is doubled every quarter! This means our sales volume has suddenly doubled!"

Adam was stunned.

What on earth is going on?

What happened to breaking the contract or negotiating lower prices?

Why are they asking for an increase instead of a decrease?

Adam's expression turned grim.

On the other hand, Oscar's face lit up with joy. He slammed the table and exclaimed, "I knew it! Abel has disappointed me!"

Emmeline smiled, "You're so wise, Old Mr. Ryker!"

Adam could not believe that Abel had regained consciousness.

And now, with just one phone call, he could handle such significant changes in the overseas market.

He turned around abruptly and said to Oscar, "Grandpa, we should be grateful for Abel's well-being. Let's have Abel endorse an application for me. I plan to participate in the bidding for the imperial palace this week!"

"Bidding for the imperial palace?" Oscar frowned. "That location is impressive, but running a traditional business there might not be feasible."

"Grandpa, don't worry," Adam assured. "Leave the auction to me, and I'll handle it."

Oscar appeared deep in thought.

The Ryker Group favored Abel, which made him feel slightly guilty toward his eldest grandson.

However, there was no denying that Adam's abilities and character were inferior to Abel's.

Nonetheless, Oscar, being a fair-minded person, also wanted to make it up to Adam.

He just had not come across a suitable opportunity. Now that Adam expressed his desire to bid for the imperial palace, he pondered.

"Old Mr. Ryker," Emmeline interjected, "Isn't it mandatory to submit a feasibility report for the imperial palace auction? You can only participate in the bidding once the research is approved. We can't act blindly, can we?"

"Then call him right away," Adam insisted. "Have Abel give me his approval!"

Emmeline...

She felt cornered at this point.

She had just made a phone call to Waylon.

While Waylon could handle the coordination of the overseas market, he had no authority to assist Abel in approving the application.

How could they tackle this situation?