Ambush of the Quadruplets novel Chapter 703

40 minutes later, the car parked in the parking lot of Seashell Hotel.

Abel’s bodyguard opened the car door for Evelyn.

The chauffeur, who was also Abel’s bodyguard, escorted Evelyn toward the hotel lobby with another bodyguard.

“Has Mr. Abel arrived already?” Evelyn asked tremblingly.

“Yes.” The bodyguard replied coldly.

After entering the lobby, the bodyguard showed no signs of leading Evelyn into a private room.

Instead, the bodyguard led Evelyn through the lobby, walking deeper into the building.

The lighting grew dimmer as they walked further down.

Evelyn felt uneasy, so she asked, “Which room is Mr. Abel in?”

“Basement One.” The bodyguard answered with a stoic expression.

“Basement One?” Evelyn asked, “What a weird name for a private room. Are there private rooms at the basement level?”

The bodyguard regained his stoic expression, and he remained silent.

Evelyn did not ask any further.

Evelyn doubted the stoic bodyguards would reveal anything, even if she questioned further.

The bodyguards led Evelyn to a staircase. They escorted Evelyn down the stairs, with one bodyguard walking in front of Evelyn and the other walking at the back.

It wasn’t a place with private dining rooms.

Instead, Evelyn had walked into an area resembling a storage area.

Evelyn’s heart started pounding.

Evelyn didn’t want to keep going, but she knew there was no turning back.

If Evelyn ran away in panic, it would show that she was guilty.

“Cough.” Evelyn coughed, trying to give herself some courage.

“We’re here.” The bodyguards finally spoke up, stopping in front of an iron door to a storage room.

“This doesn’t seem right.” Evelyn asked, “Would Mr. Abel invite me for dinner in a place like this? Are you sure you didn’t make a mistake?”

“Yes.” The bodyguard answered, “Mr. Abel is waiting inside. Please, come in, Ms. Evelyn.”

“Creak.” The iron door opened before Evelyn.

An orange light shone. Evelyn scanned around, and she realized that it was indeed a storage room.

There was a table in the middle of the storage room.

Abel doesn’t seem to have suspected me of anything.

Evelyn walked over slowly, and she sat opposite Abel.

Abel poured Evelyn a glass of red wine.

“Mr. Abel.” Evelyn asked, “Why did you invite me here? Do you need me for anything?”

“Yes.” Abel continued, “I want to tell Ms. Evelyn about the story that happened in this storage room.”

“Story?” Evelyn raised her head, and she looked around the storage room.

“Could there be a story in this ordinary storage room dedicated to liquor and miscellaneous items?”

“Of course, there is a story.” Abel smiled faintly, “Would you like to hear it, Ms. Evelyn?”

Ms. Evelyn nodded, “I’m all ears.”

“Once upon a time, there was a woman named Alana…”

Alana?

Evelyn shuddered.

She pretended to be calm, and she asked, “Alana? What a beautiful name. Is she someone you know, Mr. Abel?”

“Alana was cunning and vicious.” Abel added, “Alana plotted against Emma and me multiple times. Alana was punished, but she refused to change her ways.”