Quadruplets Unite: Mother's Words Are Law
Chapter 974

Chapter 974 Mr Abel Is Standing Up For Her Wife

Emmeline rolled her eyes. Somehow, her teeth felt sore.

She told herself a million times that she should not feel jealous because of some baseless stuff.

However, even if she forced herself to move away from the gossip, she still could not control the sense of jealousy that was penetrating her from her head to her toes.

She knew she was in trouble especially when Sonia talked about how Abel had cared for her by carrying umbrellas and jackets for her.

However, Emmeline had to stay calm. She could not just confront Sonia right now, could she?

After some thinking on her part, she decided that the best way to resolve her emotion was to ask the person in question directly.

She took out her phone and sent a message to Abel: Your white flower who you used to carry umbrellas and jackets for is here.

Abel was managing the order from the first floor. He was monitoring the preparation of the durian puffs when he received the message.

He could not help but frown, then he carried the tray, "Let me do this."

He was downstairs in no time thanks to his long legs.

However, he did not face his first love. Instead, he went straight for his wife.

He sensed that his wife was hurt by something.novelxo.com fast update

There was no way he would allow that!

He was someone who would stand up for his wife!

"Why are our durian puffs not here yet?" Ysabel knocked on the table, "What kind of service is this?"

Just as Sam was about to apologize, Emmeline stopped her, "It will be ready soon," Emmeline put on her best smile, "Please wait for a while."

Only then Sonia looked up and pretended to be surprised to see her, "It's you?"

"Hmm," Emmeline shrugged, "Do we know each other?"

"We met each other at Bvlgari yesterday," Sonia answered proudly, "You were right beside my boyfriend."

"Your boyfriend?" Emmeline made an exaggerated shape with her mouth, "Who is your boyfriend? I believe I am not someone who enjoys being together with someone else's boyfriend."

"I am talking about Abel," Sonia's brows arched, "Are you trying to play a fool?"

"I can send those words right back at you," Emmeline snickered coldly, "Abel is my husband. How on earth is he your boyfriend?"

Sonia went stiff as she stammered, "Five years ago, we were together."

Emmeline chuckled sarcastically, "Then, it would be more accurate to say that he's your ex. Who doesn't have an ex-boyfriend, anyway? Don't you think you're just being a menace for bringing this non-issue up?"

"Hey, watch how you talk to Sonia!" Ysabel stood up, "Do you even know who she is?"

"All I know is that you guys are my customers," Emmeline gritted her teeth, and there was a murderous gaze in her eyes, "Or else... I will show you the door!"

Ysabel was intimidated, and she was no longer that feisty, "Let me ask you again. Why is our food not here yet?"

"You plan to run your business with such a snobbish attitude?" Sonia berated Emmeline.

"This is the pastries you ordered!"

A low voice boomed above their heads as Abel put the plate on the table loudly.

They jumped up in shock, and when they looked up, they found themselves staring into a cold abyss that was Abel's eyes.

"The bad thing about running a business is that we are forced to serve customers like you!"

Abel did not even attempt to hide his cold demeanor toward them.

Ysabel was stunned.

The man in front of her right now was the man at the top of the food chain in all of Struyria. It was none other than Abel Ryker!

He looked even more handsome than his image in advertisements.

Sonia stood up in shock, "Abel? Why are you here? And you are..."

She pointed at the cartoon on his apron and the tray he was carrying, "Aren't you the CEO of the Ryker Group? Why are you doing these things?" "Today is the day my wife's business begins," Abel went to the counter and placed his arm around Emmeline's shoulders, "I am supporting my wife,"

"Your wife?" Sonia's brows furrowed, "I just came back from overseas not long ago. I didn't expect that your wife is someone who only knows how to make coffee." "This is just her part-time job," Abel did not show any friendliness at all.

"Yeah, we know that she's a baker on the second floor too," Ysabel snorted.