Chapter 383
Evelyn took a seat at a coffee table in the corner and ordered a plain coffee. As luck would have it, just
as she hadn’t finished her cup, Emmeline arrived.
Emmeline had just finished her work at Adelmar Studios. Since Abel was with the boys at Ryker Group,
she hadn’t returned to “The Precipice.”
She strode in her black biker jacket and half-length Martin boots exuding a cold and imposing aura. At
first glance, Evelyn knew she was looking at Emmeline.
Emmeline’s presence was commanding and intimidating.
Evelyn quickly lifted her coffee cup to partially hide her face, stealing a glance at Emmeline over the
rim. But the deep sense of inferiority within her caused her to lower her head soon after.
Despite her usual confidence in her own beauty, Evelyn couldn’t help but feel inferior to Emmeline at
that moment. No wonder Abel didn’t even bat an eyelid at her.
“Ms. Louise,” Sam exclaimed cheerfully, “I knew you would come today, and I’ve been eagerly waiting
for you.”
“I’ll go upstairs to change first,” Emmeline tossed her long hair, “and come down to join you for coffee
later.”
“Okay then,” Sam quickly brewed coffee while humming a tune.
In just ten minutes, Emmeline came downstairs wearing a simple white cotton dress and a loose
ponytail.
Evelyn arrived at the parking lot and got into her own car.
“Wait for Abel,” she instructed the driver. “Wherever his car goes, we go.”
“Understood, Ms. Murphy,” the driver replied.
“Hmph,” Evelyn thought to herself, “I can’t wait to see how lovey-dovey they are.”
Sure enough, twenty minutes later, Abel’s extended Rolls Royce pulled up.
He got out of the back seat and leaned down to speak to the four little ones in the car. “Be good and
wait here, Daddy is going to get Mommy.”
“Okay, Daddy!” all four children responded in unison.
Luca got out of the car as well and followed Mr. Abel across the road to the coffee shop on the other
side.
He pushed open the glass door and saw Emmeline and Sam still drinking their coffee.
Thinking back to the sweet kiss Abel blew on his phone earlier, Emmeline’s face flushed with a blush.
It was Sam who spoke first. “Mr. Abel, Luca, you guys made it.”
“Mmm,” Abel nodded, but his gaze was fixed on Emmeline.
Luca just smiled slightly at Sam.
Suddenly, Sam’s face turned bright red.
“Let’s go,” Abel offered his arm to Emmeline.
She obediently slipped her hand into his arm.