Ambush of the Quadruplets novel Chapter 414

Evelyn dismissively waved her hand and said, “You’re a big girl. Studying isn’t important.”

Lizbeth asked, “Then what is?”

Evelyn replied, “Finding yourself a good man, of course.”

Lizbeth fell quiet. The man she liked was Abel Ryker, and so did her sister.

Moreover, Evelyn told her that Abel already had a wife and kids.

It was true. Abel’s wife was none other than Emmeline Louise.

She was her comrade back when they were trapped in the Imperial Palace.

Pouting with her dainty lips, Lizbeth said, “There is no man that I like right now. Abel already has a wife. Not to mention, his children are already 4 years old. I’m not interested in anybody else.”

Taking out her phone and showing Lizbeth the search ad, Evelyn said, “Well, how about this man then? I think you’ll quite like him.”

Lizbeth looked at Adrien and asked, “Him? Who is he? He looks a bit like Abel.”

Evelyn replied, “He’s Abel’s older cousin, Adrien, and he’s looking for a marriage partner. Not to mention, he’s looking for someone who bears a resemblance to Emmeline. Aren’t you the perfect fit then?”

Lizbeth asked, “Me? How?”

Evelyn said, “Yeah, you totally look alike with Emmeline. Besides, isn’t this the perfect opportunity for you to marry into the Ryker family and be the mistress of a prestigious family?”

Lizbeth shook her head, “But I don’t like Abel’s cousin. I like Abel.”

Evelyn responded, “Just forget about Abel. At most, once you get to know Adrien, you’ll get to see Abel more often.”

Lizbeth smiled coldly, “Evelyn, you’re not just using me to try and get close to Abel, are you?”

Evelyn was a little distressed, and said, “Who, me? Abel already has Emmeline. Why would I want to get close to him?”

Lizbeth scoffed, “They’re not married, so you still have a chance. Those were your own words.”

“…” Evelyn fell silent.

Twirling her hair, Lizbeth continued, “Don’t be mad that I hit the nail on the spot. Tell you what. I’ll go and get to know this Adrien for myself. Who knows? Something good might come out of it.”

Evelyn was ecstatic, “So you’re agreeing to it then? Adrien’s marriage candidate exhibition is in three days. You sign up now, and I’ll go with you to the exhibition, okay?”