The Quadruplets Are Mine?

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Chapter 619 Violent Fight

Evelyn was happily waiting for Emmeline and the man she hired to get into it, then the paparazzis

would jump in and get their scoop. I bet the whole city’s going to be shaken from this. They’re going to

talk about Abel’s wife getting it on with another man in this very hotel…

Just the thought of it made her laugh, but then her laughter was cut short by a loud bang. The door

swung open, and before she could see what was going on, Emmeline slammed her foot into Evelyn’s

face.

The impact made Evelyn bleed from her nose and mouth, and she fell over.

“You set me up? You’re dead, b*tch!” Emmeline held Evelyn up and slapped her a dozen times.

By the time she was done, Evelyn’s head was as swollen as a balloon.

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“I’ll kill you!” Still beset by rage, Emmeline whipped out a needle and pricked Evelyn’s back, then she

tossed her out. Just when she was about to continue the abuse, desire flared back up. Emmeline lay

on the table, huffing and puffing, but she managed to call Abel.

“You gotta save me, honey.”

“Emma?” Abel was shocked. “Where are you?”

“I… I’ll give you my location.” Emmeline tore at her collar.

“Do it right now!”

Emmeline hung up and gave Abel her location. About ten minutes later, a siren blared in the distance,

and Abel came. When he kicked the room’s door down, Emmeline was already almost naked.

Abel took his jacket off and draped it over Emmeline. Concerned, he asked, “What happened?”

“Someone spiked my drink. But I beat them up. Including the paparazzis, but I…”

“But you what?”

“I need you.” Emmeline buried her head in his chest and bit him. “Come on. I can’t take it anymore.”

“Dammit!” Abel tensed up, and he frowned. “But we’re in a dining room.”

“We are also in a hotel, you dolt!”

Oh, yeah. Right. Abel quickly picked Emmeline up and darted out of the room.

A surprised Luca asked, “Sir, what’s wrong with the madam?”

“Get us a room!” roared Abel.

“Sorry?” Oh, right. She’s hurt, and he needs to help her. Luca quickly went to the reception.

A few minutes later, Abel took Emeline into the luxury suite.

“Help me, honey!” Emmeline was sweating and panting.

Abel tossed her onto the bed and pounced on her. He had to save her, and he went into it hard. Before

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long, Emmeline was starting to moan in pleasure.

Two hours later, Emmeline finally stopped moving, and the redness of her face subsided. She lay in

Abel’s chest, fast asleep.

Abel heaved a sigh, wiped the sweat off his forehead, and quietly got up. He washed himself up and

got changed, then he left the room.

Luca and the bodyguards were right outside, and it made Abel feel awkward. Did they hear… No, the

rooms are soundproofed well. The thought of that made him feel at ease. “So what’s the deal with the

guys Emmeline beat up.”

“Um…” Luca said, “She beat up a fat guy and three paparazzis. Severely beat them up. They were

taken to the hospital, but the whole place is still covered in blood.”

“I see.” Abel nodded. “As long as they’re not dead, then what happens is none of my concern.”

“I grilled them for answers,” said Luca. “They tried to sabotage the madam, but she fought back, so

they failed. The madam can’t be sued for self-defense.”

“Good.” And that’s why Emmeline called me. Only I could help her. But that was on short notice, and

she wasn’t holding back. That was tiring.

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