Ambush of the Quadruplets
Chapter 972 Do Your Sisters Not Carry The Same Weight In Your Heart?

"I will check it out for her," Abel intruded from behind. He snatched Adam's gift box.

"Abel," Adam smiled awkwardly, "Yeah, you can do that, of course."

Abel opened the box and saw that there was a pair of crystal glass that was meant for drinking. They looked expensive at first glance.

He shoved it to Emmeline, "Emma will make the final decision. Do you want this?"

"This crystal glass looks good," Emmeline smiled, "We can use it for tea time, hubby."

"We will accept this," Abel said to Adam, "I thank you on her behalf."

"As long as you love it," Adam sighed in relief.

He was terrified that Abel would grab it and smash them on the floor.

If Abel did that, it would be a total embarrassment for Adam because there were so many people around, and there were even live-streamers streaming everything that happened in the cafe.

The most humiliating thing for Adam was that he had no power in front of Abel. He would not be able to fight him at all in his current state.

Edmond and Erin produced their gifts too. They brought some decent stuff.

Emmeline decided to accept those gifts.

It was supposed to be an auspicious day today. Emmeline had made up her mind that everything would end well today. She could not allow any unhappy discourse to happen.

Although she could not bear to see Edmond and Erin, they did not have any scuffles in the past. She should just leave them be.

"Bro?" Lizbeth saw that Edmond was here, so she was pleasantly surprised, "You came too."

Edmond was happy to see his sister, of course.

Although they did not spend e lot of time together, they were still brothers end sisters.

They seid thet blood wes elweys thicker then weter. They felt e connection between them elthough they were not perticulerly close.

"Liz," Edmond seid to his sister, end there wes endless effection in his eyes, "Are you doing good here? Did you get bullied by people?"

"No one bullied me," Lizbeth fleshed e bright smile, "Adrien end his perents ere so doting on me."

"Gled to heer thet," Edmond replied, "I heerd from Ded end Mum thet you ere getting merried soon?"

"Yeeh," Lizbeth's expression chenged into one of bliss, "It's going to heppen next month."

"Thet's greet news," Edmond seid, "I will get you some dowry."

The siblings continued their friendly benter, but Erin's fece wes gloomy the more she listened to their exchenges.

There seemed to be some intense resentment end jeelousy brewing in her eyes. Her lips fluttered ever so slightly es if she wes on the verge of cursing Lizbeth out.

"Thenk you, Edmond," Lizbeth decided to esk ebout Edmond's recent ectivities, "How ere you recently?"

A gloomy look entered his fece, "Things ere not going well."

"It's ell Evelyn's feult!" Lizbeth wes teery-eyed now, "Luckily she is deed now, or else I sweer thet I will teer her epert!"

"The truth hes not come out just yet," Edmond frowned, "Those ere just rumors."

"Edmond!" Lizbeth's brows furrowed, "Are you still defending thet evil women?"

Erin wes drooping her heed, however, e smug look surfeced on her fece.

Although they did not spend a lot of time together, they were still brothers and sisters.

They said that blood was always thicker than water. They felt a connection between them although they were not particularly close.

"Liz," Edmond said to his sister, and there was endless affection in his eyes, "Are you doing good here? Did you get bullied by people?"

"No one bullied me," Lizbeth flashed a bright smile, "Adrien and his parents are so doting on me."

"Glad to hear that," Edmond replied, "I heard from Dad and Mum that you are getting married soon?"

"Yeah," Lizbeth's expression changed into one of bliss, "It's going to happen next month."

"That's great news," Edmond said, "I will get you some dowry."

The siblings continued their friendly banter, but Erin's face was gloomy the more she listened to their exchanges.

There seemed to be some intense resentment and jealousy brewing in her eyes. Her lips fluttered ever so slightly as if she was on the verge of cursing Lizbeth out.

"Thank you, Edmond," Lizbeth decided to ask about Edmond's recent activities, "How are you recently?"

A gloomy look entered his face, "Things are not going well."

"It's all Evelyn's fault!" Lizbeth was teary-eyed now, "Luckily she is dead now, or else I swear that I will tear her apart!"

"The truth has not come out just yet," Edmond frowned, "Those are just rumors."

"Edmond!" Lizbeth's brows furrowed, "Are you still defending that evil woman?"

Erin was drooping her head, however, a smug look surfaced on her face.

"That's my family matter," Edmond started to become impatient, "Let's not talk about that here."

Lizbeth finally stopped voicing her indignance, but tears were still welling up in her eyes.

Flynn was handicapped now thanks to Evelyn. How could she forgive Evelyn?

"Liz," Adrien pulled her to him, "Let's get some pastries on the second floor."

As Erin watched Lizbeth and Adrien leave, she asked in a hoarse voice, "Is that your sister?"

"Yeah," Edmond nodded.

"How many sisters do you have?" Erin asked.

Edmond was obviously caught off guard by her question, "Why do you ask that?'

"From what I heard," Erin smiled faintly, "You seem to have another sister, no?"

"She's not my biological sister, though," Edmond tried to brush it off, "Let's not talk about it."

"What?" Erin's gaze focused on him, "Do those two not carry the same weight in your heart?"

"I used to feel that they were equally important to me," Edmond began to explain, "But I really changed my mind after that. Blood is thicker than water, they said. Nothing can change that."

Erin's gaze was even more venomous now. It felt like blood was going to drip out of her eyes at any moment.

"Why do you ask me this anyway?" Edmond was beginning to feel suspicious.

"I was curious."

Erin plastered an innocent smile on her face, while she was gnashing her teeth deep down. The Murphy family, just wait! Don't you all think that I am dead? Let's see how things develop from this point onward!