Ambush of the Quadruplets novel Chapter 544

Abel scratched his head. Who said he was gay? He was straighter than a ruler!

“Julianna, I suggest you zip that mouth of yours!” Rosaline barked as she stood up from her seat, ready to rip into Julianna at any given moment. “Who are you calling gay?!”

“Who else do you think I’m talking about?” Julianna smirked coldly. “It’s one of the three Ryker grandsons, and it’s definitely not Adam or Adrien, so that leaves…”

“Stop it, all of you!” Oscar snapped. “Why is everyone squabbling as though I’m dead?”

Rosaline and Julianna continued staring daggers at each other, but they knew better than to continue arguing. Both ladies took their seats once again.

“Abel, I’ll give you one chance to give everyone a proper explanation. I don’t want to see our family’s good name tarnished and ruined!” Oscar croaked.

“What do you want me to explain, granddad?” Abel spoke calmly.

“Of all the people I chose to succeed me as head of Ryker Group, I chose you, Abel. However, I never expected you to indulge in that sort of shameful vice! Even until the day I die, I will never approve of it!” Oscar lamented.

“Granddad, my relationship with Emmett is nothing like what the media is portraying,” Abel explained. “I’m not gay, nor do I fancy men. I treat him like a younger brother, that’s all.”

“Younger brother? Pfft, who are you trying to kid?” Adam mocked. “I’ve seen you hugging and cuddling with Emmett with my own eyes, not once but twice now!”

“Emmett’s just a kid. Stop trying to turn an innocent friendship into something more than it is!” Abel was increasingly agitated.

“You’re still trying to hide the truth? Alright then!” Adam yelled angrily as he threw a bunch of the incriminating photos of Abel and Emmett on the table. “How do you explain these? I can’t even look at them without blushing!”

Rosaline and Lewis looked ashen as they caught a glimpse of the photos spread out on the table, while Julianna and Landen were trying their best not to look too gleeful.

“Abel, you’ve disappointed me so badly,” Oscar sounded more tired than angry now. “Tell me now then, what do you intend to do about this?”