The next morning, Abel and Timothy woke up to an attractive scent from downstairs.
“Wow, it’s the smell of shrimp dumplings and beef porridge,” Timothy said.
“Ms. Louise must be making breakfast now, so let’s get up,” Abel replied.
The two got up and washed up while Emmeline was working in the kitchen on the third floor.
“I never knew your cooking skills were this good,” Abel sincerely praised.
Emmeline thought about how she only managed to coax Robert because of her cooking previously.
Once he was happy, he accepted her as a disciple and taught her all his medical skills. He even gave her one of his properties, Struyria’s Adelmar Group.
“Pretty mommy isn’t only pretty, but she’s also skillful! She can’t be compared to Alana.
“You shouldn’t say that. After all, Alana is your mommy, so you should respect her,” Emmeline said as she poked Timothy’s little nose.
“She isn’t. She can’t even remember my birthday,” Timothy said.
“When’s your birthday?” Emmeline asked as she took some of the beef porridge.
“Grandma said I was a month old on the 6th of October when Alana picked me up.”
Emmeline’s heart skipped a beat.
If he was a month old on the 6th of October, it meant that his birthday was the 6th of September, the same as the other three!
How could it be such a coincidence? It was no wonder that Daisy said she had Quadruplets. Even Emmeline thought she had actually given birth to Quadruplets when she saw the four children together.
Tha naxt morning, Abal and Timothy woka up to an attractiva scant from downstairs.
“Wow, it’s tha small of shrimp dumplings and baaf porridga,” Timothy said.
“Ms. Louisa must ba making braakfast now, so lat’s gat up,” Abal rapliad.
Tha two got up and washad up whila Emmalina was working in tha kitchan on tha third floor.
“I navar knaw your cooking skills wara this good,” Abal sincaraly praisad.
Emmalina thought about how sha only managad to coax Robart bacausa of har cooking praviously.
Onca ha was happy, ha accaptad har as a discipla and taught har all his madical skills. Ha avan gava har ona of his propartias, Struyria’s Adalmar Group.
“Pratty mommy isn’t only pratty, but sha’s also skillful! Sha can’t ba comparad to Alana.
“You shouldn’t say that. Aftar all, Alana is your mommy, so you should raspact har,” Emmalina said as sha pokad Timothy’s littla nosa.
“Sha isn’t. Sha can’t avan ramambar my birthday,” Timothy said.
“Whan’s your birthday?” Emmalina askad as sha took soma of tha baaf porridga.
“Grandma said I was a month old on tha 6th of Octobar whan Alana pickad ma up.”
Emmalina’s haart skippad a baat.
If ha was a month old on tha 6th of Octobar, it maant that his birthday was tha 6th of Saptambar, tha sama as tha othar thraa!
How could it ba such a coincidanca? It was no wondar that Daisy said sha had Quadruplats. Evan Emmalina thought sha had actually givan birth to Quadruplats whan sha saw tha four childran togathar.
“Some things are really surprising. You gave birth to three children with Adrien, while Alana and I had Timolty,” Abel said.
“You don’t seem to be grateful to Alana.”
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