The Quadruplets Are Mine?
Chapter 815

"Your situation isn't the same as Abel's," Waylon said. "He had to use the drug because his life depended on it, while you wanted it because you made a wrong decision. You'll need to let the relationship go yourself. If I dispense the drug to anyone who wants to be free of a relationship, many jilted lovers will replace me for revenge!"

Looks like he's not going to give me the drug. Janie thought.

Seeing that Janie seemed down, Waylon said, "That's how some relationships are. You're not always going to replace someone who would love you back. You need to let it go."

Janie forced a smile and said, "I didn't expect you to be a counselor, Mr. Adelmar. You look so cold and aloof."

Waylon smiled. "It's all because of Emmeline."

"What did you say behind my back?" Emmeline came in through the door.

"Nothing. Ms. Eastwood and I are praising you," Waylon said as he went over to lead Emmeline to a chair.

"You're praising me?" Emmeline widened her eyes. She did not believe what Waylon told her.

Did I do something deserving of praise?

"Yeah, I said that you're pretty. I didn't manage to say anything more than that," Waylon said.

"Really?" Emmeline touched her cheeks.

She decided not to ask any further.

Emmeline and Janie chatted for some time. Before she left, Emmeline told Janie to eat the chicken soup.

Meanwhile, in the CEO's office of Ryker Group, Abel had just signed a few documents when he received a call from Inspector Charles.

The police officer said something briefly to Abel, and the latter's expression sank.

After the call ended, Abel gave a call to Benjamin.

"Were you informed of the news?"

Benjamin was surprised. "I just came out of a meeting. What news?"

"A male corpse was found in the mountains behind the Imperial Palace. Apparently, it's the body of Anthony Green, the owner."

"That can't be!" Benjamin was shocked. "And he's dead, too?"

"Inspector Charles said that he received orders from his superior to close the case."

"I'm pretty sure they found a fall guy," Benjamin said, displeased.

"According to Inspector Charles, his superior said not to investigate any further in case of 'accidents,' so they left it at that."

"Looks like we can't rely on anyone else."

"Mm." Abel nodded. "Looks like they're afraid to get their hands dirty."

"Should we go there and take a look?" Benjamin said. "I'd like to see who's the fall guy."

"Sure. Let's meet at the mountain behind the Imperial Palace," Abel said.

They met forty minutes later.

The area was cordoned off, and a team of forensic investigators were busy at work.

Several reporters were reporting the news right in front of the police cordon, saying that the owner of the Imperial Palace had taken his own life, the scandal had come to a conclusion, and the Imperial Palace would be put on public auction.

Inspector Charles was also there. Abel and Benjamin went toward him.

Inspector Charles quickly ran over and greeted Abel and Benjamin.

"Well, that's how the case ends, regardless of whether it's true or false," he said in a low voice.

"Mm," Abel replied with a smile. "I didn't expect you guys to do much anyway."

"We've tried our best, Mr. Abel."

"Mm. Of course." Abel nodded.

"We'll have to take it from here," Benjamin said. "We need to replace that person."

Otherwise, we won't be able to replace the antidote for Deathly Desire!

"I can't help you any further, Mr. York. I have direct orders to close the case, and the Imperial Palace will be put on auction," Inspector Charles said.

"We're not blaming you. You did your best," Benjamin said.

"Phew." Inspector Charles wiped the sweat off his forehead.

"When is the auction going to be?" Abel asked.

"Are you interested?" Inspector Charles asked.