The Quadruplets Are Mine?
Chapter 791

Chapter 791 She's Not That Great

"Did you forget that today is Adam's birthday?"

For the first time ever, Abel was able to tell a convincing lie, "I need to buy him a gift ahead of time, then pay the company a visit. By the time I get home, it'll be just in time to leave for Adam's party."

Emmeline nodded, "Is that so? Alright then. Do what you have to do. I'll take a quick nap."

"Okay, good girl," Abel heaved a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, Emmeline reached out to him and said, "Babe, can we kiss and cuddle for a while longer? Otherwise, I don't think I can sleep."

Abel widened his eyes in shock as he thought, What is up with you today, woman?

But when he looked at Emmeline's expectant face and her blank eyes, he still sat by the bed and gave her a hug and a kiss.

Emmeline then wrapped her arms around his neck, longing for a deeper kiss.

Abel found it difficult to resist as his heart started pounding heavily.

However, just as his body was reacting to the temptation, he was suddenly beset by a sharp pain.

Abel pushed Emmeline aside and said, "We can't. I'm going to be late!"

He quickly ran into the shower and poured cold water on himself.

Emmeline was speechless.

What's wrong with him? It feels like he's rejecting me?

However, she was still very sleepy, so she didn't think much of it.

After she took a couple yawns, she fell back asleep.

In the afternoon.

Adam's 32nd birthday party was held at Avalan Mansion.

There were no elders on the guestlist. It was filled only with the wealthy peers of the Ryker brothers.

Adam had also invited a few celebrities to liven up the atmosphere.

He was dressed in a silver-colored suit and a silk shirt, the very image of opulence.

His short mustache was also groomed very neatly.

He was surrounded by several celebrities, all vying for his attention.

"Mr. Adam, it's been so long since you took me out for a meal. Did you forget about me already?"

"Mr. Adam, you were the one who personally groomed me. You can't just leave me hanging."

"Mr. Adam, would you care for a drink?"

Adam nimbly dodged the requests of several beautiful women.

Some wealthy young men also came over with drinks in their hands eager to cozy up to Adam.

"Mr. Adam, you have quite the selection of fine women here. Which one is your fancy?"

Adam simply kept quiet.

These women were indeed beautiful, unfortunately, they were not to his liking.

"Look at how nervous they are. Best pick one for the night soon."

Adam continued to be silent.

He had already been with two of them last night. He wasn't in the mood now.

"Mr. Johnson, how could you say such frivolous things?" the influencer Bella George said in her high-pitched voice.

She was among the two whom Adam had slept with the night before, so she felt a little delighted with herself and played coy.

Mr. Johnson snickered, "What's wrong with that? If Mr. Adam didn't mind, you would've been under my sheets a long time ago!"

Adam slapped him and said, "Beat it! How dare you try to take what's mine?"

Mr. Johnson smiled apologetically and said, "I would never. I was just teasing her, seeing how horny she was."

Adam said, "I invited her here because I have a use for her later. Set your sights on someone else."

Mr. Johnson took a sip of his wine and said, "Yes, of course. As you wish, Mr. Adam."

"Good!" Adam said. Just as he was about to leave, he turned back and continued, "After today, I don't care if you want to toy with her until she's dead!"

Mr. Johnson was stunned.

"She wasn't that great." Adam gave a malicious smile as he went to greet the other guests.

"Mr. Adam!"

"Mr. Adam!"

Several wealthy young ladies started crowding around Adam again.

"Mr. Adam, you look so dashing today. There is no man here that can compare."

"Exactly. Wherever Mr. Adam stands, all the men around him just start to pale in comparison."

Adam sneered, "Is that so? I like that compliment."

"Mr. Adam, you're so wonderful. Do you have a girlfriend yet?"

"Mr. Adam, why not give me a chance? I think our families are quite compatible."

Adam scoffed, "Unfortunately, you're not my type."

"Then what kind of woman do you prefer, Mr. Adam?"

"Yes, tell us. Maybe we can learn a thing or two."

Adam laughed sarcastically, "You think you can? The only thing you'll ever be are just shallow copies."

Just as he mocked the crowd, a wave of cheers came from a different side of the hall, "It's Mr. Abel!"