Quadruplets Unite: Mother's Words Are Law

Chapter 538 Describe Me Like Your Father Instead

Kendro squinted ot the opprooching "mon" who wolked with o strikingly similor goit to Emmeline. Oh, you're bock!

Quincy just woke up," Kendro smiled os she informed Emmett, unowore of everything thot hod just hoppened thot

ofternoon.

"I con help you corry her!" Emmett soid with outstretched orms.

"You?" Kendro chuckled. "I wouldn't expect o mon to know how to corry o boby!"

"Well, I corried my younger brother when he wos o boby," Emmett exploined. "It's no problem for me ot oll!"

Abel wolked over ond overtook Emmett insteod, grobbing hold of Quincy ond corrying her into his orms in one swift

move. "Let me do it," Abel told Kendro. "You con go oheod ond prepore dinner."

"Dinner is olreody prepored, Mr. Abel," Kendro informed him. "You're bock o little loter thon usuol todoy."

"Mm," Abel grunted softly. "Some things got in the woy."

Behind him, Emmett stuck out his tongue childishly.

Kendro took over Quincy once ogoin os they entered the dining holl. "Why don't you both heod upstoirs to chonge

ond wosh up first? I'll get the dishes out," Kendro told them.

Abel ond Emmett went upstoirs ond heoded for their respective rooms. Bock in her room, Emmeline inspected her

foke mustoche ond mode sure it wos properly in ploce before chonging ond going bock downstoirs. As everyone

wos gothered ot the dining toble, Luco suddenly wolked into the holl.

"Mr. Abel, Ms. Murphy is here," Luco informed his boss.

"At this time? Whot does she wont?" Abel roised his eyebrow in suspicion.

Kendra squinted at the approaching "man" who walked with a strikingly similar gait to Emmeline. Oh, you're back!

Quincy just woke up," Kendra smiled as she informed Emmett, unaware of everything that had just happened that

afternoon.

"I can help you carry her!" Emmett said with outstretched arms.

"You?" Kendra chuckled. "I wouldn't expect a man to know how to carry a baby!"

"Well, I carried my younger brother when he was a baby," Emmett explained. "It's no problem for me at all!"

Abel walked over and overtook Emmett instead, grabbing hold of Quincy and carrying her into his arms in one swift

move. "Let me do it," Abel told Kendra. "You can go ahead and prepare dinner."

"Dinner is already prepared, Mr. Abel," Kendra informed him. "You're back a little later than usual today."

"Mm," Abel grunted softly. "Some things got in the way."

Behind him, Emmett stuck out his tongue childishly.

Kendra took over Quincy once again as they entered the dining hall. "Why don't you both head upstairs to change

and wash up first? I'll get the dishes out," Kendra told them.

Abel and Emmett went upstairs and headed for their respective rooms. Back in her room, Emmeline inspected her

fake mustache and made sure it was properly in place before changing and going back downstairs. As everyone

was gathered at the dining table, Luca suddenly walked into the hall.

"Mr. Abel, Ms. Murphy is here," Luca informed his boss.

"At this time? What does she want?" Abel raised his eyebrow in suspicion.

"She says Madame Ryker asked her to bring something over," Luca explained. "Should I let her in?"

"Well, let her in then since it's Mom's instruction. She might just tell on me if I turned her away," Abel said.

Luca quickly informed security to allow Evelyn Murphy's sports car into the compound. A few minutes later, Evelyn

entered the house with two big gift boxes and headed straight for the dining hall.

"Abel! Auntie Rosaline prepared some lamb stew to soothe your tummy, so I'm here to deliver it!" she announced

cheerily just before noticing the man next to Abel.

Why was the pretty boy still hanging out with Abel? She thought to herself in annoyance. She had used the lamb

stew as an excuse to visit Abel and be closer to him, but she had not expected the wicked man to still be around!

Abel was even serving him food and feeding him pieces of meat he had cut up himself.

"Emmett, have more of these ribs. You should eat more to fill up that skinny frame of yours," Abel told Emmett.

"Thank you, Abel," Emmett smiled affectionately. "You dote on me more than my own mother."

"Hey, I'm not your mother or your grandmother. I'm a proper man, ok?" Abel teased in return.

"But you're always so patient and gentle with me, almost exactly like my mother," Emmett said coyly.

"You're impossible, you know that?" Abel scolded, but his voice remained gentle. "Why can't you describe me like

your father instead?"

"No, my father has a horrible temper!" Emmett objected. "You're much better than him."

"Alright, alright, you win," Abel surrendered. "As long as you finish your food, you can say I remind you of your

mother or grandmother or anyone else you fancy…"

Emmett almost choked and spluttered at Abel's words. Even Kendra could not help herself from smiling at their

exchange. It seemed like Abel was always looking out and caring for Emmett, no matter her gender.

However, Evelyn Murphy was absolutely raging with anger. She could not believe that a beautiful woman like her

who turned heads wherever she went was losing out to a prepubescent boy like Emmett. How humiliating! She

could not understand why Abel was attracted to that pretty boy. Perhaps the rumors about him being gay were

true?

"Mr. Abel," Evelyn smiled gently as she placed the food container on the table. "Please enjoy the stew while it's

warm."

"Mm," Abel nodded. "Just leave it there," he said curtly.

"Let me handle it," Kendra offered. She brought the containers into the kitchen and emerged with a small bowl of

stew for Abel.

"Have you had your dinner, Ms. Murphy?" Kendra asked politely. "If you don't mind, would you like to have dinner

with us?"

"Of course, I would," Evelyn accepted Kendra's invitation. "Auntie Rosaline did ask me to accompany Abel for

dinner, after all…"

Kendra snuck a quick glance at Abel who did not seem to have any objections. "Well then, please have a seat, Ms.

Murphy!" Kendra said.

Evelyn smoothed her skirt and gingerly sat down at the empty seat next to Abel.

"Alright, alright, you win," Abel surrendered. "As long as you finish your food, you can say I remind you of your

mother or grandmother or anyone else you fancy…"