Ambush of the Quadruplets novel Chapter 58

Emmeline was zipping through the heavily congested road on an electric bicycle like a speeding bullet.

She went through five or six traffic lights, rounded a couple of corners, and finally arrived at the podium base of the Ryker Group’s building.

Emmeline was about to go up to the eighty-ninth floor after locking the electric bicycle and taking the package with her.

She went in search of Abel to compensate for the clothes.

Even though the suit she was holding was inexpensive, it represented her sincerity.

It was her fault, after all, that her chair had ripped his suit.

However, with a contemptuous expression, the security guard at the gate refused to let her in.

Looking for Mr. Ryker?

You must be mistaken, don’t you think?

“Mr. Ryker? Is that Abel Ryker?”

“That’s correct. It is Abel Ryker!” The security guard had an idolatrous expression on his face.

Abel was phenomenal. Everyone in the building, including the security guard, idolized him.

“Very well,” Emmeline replied, “if you don’t let me in, I’ll call him directly.”

While speaking, she took out her phone and dialed Abel’s number, much to the surprise of the security guard.

“I’m at the Ryker Group building’s podium base. I’d like to see you, but the security guard won’t let me in.”

“Uh, I’m stuck in traffic, and I have to wait for another red light before I can get there,” Abel said, his deep, icy voice echoing down the phone line. “Just wait for me at the podium base.”

“All right then.” Emmeline put her phone away.

The security guard questioned, “M-Miss, who did you call just now?”

“Of course, it’s Abel Ryker,” Emmeline said, casting a sidelong glance at him. “Abel asked me to wait for him here.”

“Ahh!” Quickly bringing out a chair, the security guard said, “Please sit down. I’ll hold an umbrella for you—you can’t afford to get sunburned.”

Emmeline did not stand on ceremony. She sat down on the chair, her legs crossed.

The security guard opened a large umbrella to shield her from the sun.

Abel observed Emmeline’s old electric bicycle zooming past his car. He had no idea she was on her way to the Ryker Group.

It was just that the traffic on the road at this time was extremely heavy—even an electric bicycle was faster than the luxury car he had spent tens of millions of dollars on.

Why does she want to find me, though?

Is she here to make up for the five hundred and sixty dollar suit?

Abel turned up the corners of his mouth, and instantly a smile touched the corners of his mouth—one that even he wasn’t aware of.