The Quadruplets Are Mine? novel Chapter 20

The Quadruplets Are Mine? Chapter 20

Alana Lane was still stepping on the clown’s back as she began cutting the cake into pieces to be served. When she finally stepped back onto the ground, she pointed at the clown who was still in a crouching position. “Do you guys know who this is?” she asked the crowd.

“Who is it?” the crowd wondered curiously.

“This clown, or footstool… is her…” she pointed an accusatory finger at Emmeline. “….her brother, Ethan Louise! Ever since he was banished by his family, he could only make a living doing odd jobs, like being a real-life clown!” Alana chuckled. “How could a family like that ever dream of marrying rich?”

Emmeline felt blood rushing to her head. It was no wonder the clown looked familiar to her now. It was her

ewn brother!

“And this lovely camerawoman over here…” Alana pointed to the lady in a face mask. “…is none other than Ethan’s wife and Emmeline’s sister- in-law, Grace. She was responsible for livestreaming her own clown husband in action as a footstool to the whole of Struyria! Can it get any more embarrassing than that?!” Alana laughed to herself.

“Ethan?!” Grace pulled her face mask off and rushed to where her husband was still crouching on the ground, pulling him up by the shirt. “It’s really you? This was the ‘job’ you were talking about?”

“Grace?” Ethan was equally as

shocked. This was the ‘interview’ his

wife had mentioned?

Emmeline could no longer bottle her

emotions.””Alana Lane, you’re a horrible, deceitful human being!” Emmeline yelled out loud as she charged toward Alána, giving her a flying kick so powerful that it knocked Ałana into the cake trolley. The cake wobbled dangerously from the force and finally toppled onto Alana, covering her face and body with cream.

“Go to hell, Alana!” Emmeline spat bitterly.

“Security!!” Alana shrieked. She had not expected Emmeline to be this vicious. “How dare she attack me?! Get this crazy bitch out of here!” she instructed.

“Bring it on!” Emmeline challenged.

Emmeline was surrounded by more than ten big, burly men in a flash, but it only took her less than a minute to

disarm all of them with just a chair and her fighting skills. It was utter chaos and madness in the

courtyard. Men laid on the floor bloodied and bruised and the party guests were running around in desperate search of the nearest exit.