Revenge with Her Quadruplets novel Chapter 4

Chapter 4 Let Me Try

"What are you talking about?" Christian's face darkened.

Two bodyguards behind were speechless.

They thought, "This woman is so funny. She thought Mr. Thomas was not straight. It's a pity that only we two know about this. She is so bad!"

Eleanor wimped out in an instant and said with an ingratiating smile, "Nothing. I was just saying that you were so handsome. I was not complimenting you, but reminding you that my relatives all like you very much."

Eleanor's voice became smaller and smaller under Christian's sharp gaze.

Although Eleanor had experienced life and death, she was still a little woman who loved handsome men underneath.

Christian glanced at her deeply and thought, "Is she complimenting me now? Humph! This kind of woman is obviously a smooth talker and is not reliable at all."

"Take good care of Sebastian. If something happens to him, I will sell you to a trafficker," Christian threatened Eleanor.

He thought Samuel was naive and believed that this way couldn't make Sebastian wake up.

Eleanor glared at Christian and thought, "Damn you. I should sell you first. You are so good-looking. Even though I find a few hookers you haven't seen before to sleep with you, I can sell you for a good price."

After sending Christian away, Eleanor turned and looked at Sebastian on the bed.

It was not difficult for Eleanor to save Sebastian, but she didn't want others to know that she was good at medical skills. As long as others knew about it, Michael would soon suspect her identity.

Eleanor was a little surprised that Sebastian had a son. She hadn't seen a kid since last night after all.

When Eleanor went downstairs, she saw Jackson arranging things downstairs.

Seeing her coming down, he respectfully said, "Mrs. Moore!"

Eleanor looked at him and asked, "Mr. Moore has a son, but why didn't I see him?"

Hearing this, Jackson had a gloomy look.

Looking at Eleanor, he was anxious and distressed. "Mrs. Moore, Little Young Master can't see anything, and he hasn't eaten for three days. Since Mr. Moore had an accident, he has been alone in the small building during the day and only comes to sleep with Mr. Moore at night.

"But he suddenly stopped eating, and everyone said that he went on a hunger strike because he wanted to accompany Mr. Moore to death."