Ambush of the Quadruplets novel Chapter 725

Chapter 725 Stop Pressuring Me

“Get Evelyn to hand over Emma,” Abel’s voice was firm. “Otherwise, you can disown her from the Murphy family and abandon her. Paul was left speechless.

“But… Abel paused, his eyes flashing with deadly intention. “If I discover who’s aiding Evelyn behind the scenes, don’t blame me for obliterating the Murphy family!” He warned, “With the support of the Ryker and Adelmar families, Murphy’s chances of survival are slim to none! Both of you can mull it over yourselves.”

Paul and Flynn trembled. They hadn’t anticipated that Evelyn would cause such a significant problem this time. Abel’s rage was palpable, but Paul and Flynn weren’t sure if Evelyn was holding Emmeline.

“Mr. Abel,” Paul offered, “I’ll confront Evelyn and demand that her to surrender Emmeline. If she’s truly responsible for her disappearance, I’ll ensure she hands her over and is held accountable. But what if she’s innocent?”

“I won’t falsely accuse her, Abel replied icily, “If she won’t cooperate, then you might as well expel her from the Murphy family to prevent further harm to your name.”

Paul and Flynn both looked down, feeling uneasy about the situation.Paul realized that further discussion would not help the situation and said his goodbyes to Abel. “I’ll go back and handle this immediately, he informed him. Flynn was serious and added, “Mr. Abel, we will keep you updated. Abel nodded and -instructed Luca, “Escort them out.”

Paul and his son departed from the Precipice and headed straight to the hospital where Evelyn was recovering. Although her forehead injury had ceased to hurt, she still required IV fluids for a few more days and had not been discharged yet. Upon seeing her father and brother, she sensed that something was wrong. “Dad and Flynn,” she sat up in bed and asked nervously, “What brings you here?”

Paul’s face darkened with anger as he spoke through gritted teeth, “If it weren’t for your injury, I would have wanted to beat you to death!”

Evelyn took a sharp breath and asked tremblingly, “What’s going on, Dad?”

“Don’t try to act innocent and pitiful,” her father replied sternly, “I know you too well. Whenever you did something wrong, you had that expression on your face.”