The Quadruplets Are Mine? novel Chapter 678

Chapter 678 Never Running Out Of Wicked Ideas

Evelyn once again turned her gaze to Flynn. Flynn looked the other way.

She turned her gaze to Adam again, which invited his sneer, “You’re digging your own grave!”

Evelyn put up her hands and slapped herself across her cheeks twice. Two loud clapping sounds echoed in the suite.

"Will this do?” She was on the verge of crying.

“I will let this matter slip since there are so many people here today,” Emmeline held Abel’s arm, and a faint smile played on her lips, “My dear, let’s go.”

“Julianna,” Rosaline was snickering at Julianna, “I am really sorry for what happened. Emma doesn’t have the best temper in town, I will have you know.”

Julianna’s face was so dark that she could not even gather herself to produce some words.

She did not know that the Murphys were such pushovers in front of Emmeline.

"Auntie Julianna,” Evelyn was clutching her cheeks and her tone was one of defeat, “What are those two families convening for?”

“What other reason can it be other than to talk about Abel and Emmeline’s wedding?” Julianna answered, "It’s just a few days away!”

“In just a few days?” Evelyn gasped, “Isn’t that going to happen soon?”

"That’s right," Julianna replied, "Didn’t you see that I’m trying to speed up Liz and Adrien’s progress? We can’t be left behind in this race. Adam and you should bear some fruit sooner or later too.”

“I am not in a rush,” Adam was particularly cold as he marched toward the elevator.

When he heard that Emmeline was going to marry Abel, his jealousy was comparable to Evelyn’s jealousy.

When everyone was busy settling down in the suite, Evelyn hid herself in one corner and made a call to Alana.

“Alana, did you find the person I’ve told you to find?”

Alana’s voice came from the other end, “Based on the information you gave me, I found Janie’s home.”

"What about Janie’s cousin?” Evelyn lowered her voice, “Did you settle it too?”

“There will always be results if we give out rewards,” Alana was snickering coldly, “He has agreed to do the dirty work for us.”

“That’s great, then,” Evelyn said, “That damned woman is going to marry Abel very soon. Like me, you don’t want to see that happen, do you?”

"Of course not,” Alana snorted.