Ambush of the Quadruplets

Chapter 1374 Venturing into Business

“That’s okay; I have the slot reserved,” Tony said. “There’s a saying in the advertising world, ‘If you

can’t be a president, be an advertiser!’ You should really give it a try. Even Melvania’s President Clinton

had an advertising background!”

“But I still have a full-time job,” Emmeline said. “After the summer break, I have to go back to teaching

at school.”

“That’s not a problem. You can consider this as a part-time gig with me. I won’t shortchange you,” Tony

said enthusiastically. “The main thing is that you’ll undergo the training, and later you can train our staff.

That’s the most critical part.”

Emmeline thought carefully. Tony’s proposal seemed to offer multiple benefits.

“Let’s go with this plan for now,” Emmeline said. Then she suddenly thought of someone. “What about

your wife? Wouldn’t it be better to keep the resources for yourself?”

Tony’s expression dimmed. “We’ve just divorced, so involving her in this isn’t an option. Emmeline,

you’re the most suitable candidate. I hope you won’t decline.”

“Alright then.” Emmeline didn’t press further and nodded in agreement.

Around 10 a.m., Emmeline asked Tony to accompany her to the City Department Store to take a look

around. Since she was working on a proposal, she needed to have a reference. point and get a clear Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

idea.

She had already visited the first floor last time. This time, there were no more goods or salespeople at

the counters. The entire building’s operation was now in the hands of the current contract holder.

“The current contractor is named Vernon Chester, and he’s involved in the electronics. industry,” Tony

informed Emmeline. “He’s well-acquainted with big bosses from Kirkwall, Goulcrest, and Peltragow. It’s

said that they have stakes in this building.”

After spending the afternoon, Emmeline had a rough outline of her proposal. There were still many

details to fill in, such as advertising visuals and budgets.

“Let’s leave it at this for today. I’ll come back tomorrow,” she said.

Seeing that it was already 5 p.m. and she hadn’t returned home for a day and night, Emmeline was

worried that her parents would be concerned.

“Let Benjamin give you a ride home,” Tony suggested.

“The bus is so convenient; I shouldn’t trouble Benjamin further.” Emmeline shook her head.

Tony could only agree with her decision.

At 5.25 p.m., Emmeline was on the bus when she received a call from Abel. She hesitated for a

moment and let the call ring until it ended without answering.

The phone rang again, and this time, Emmeline couldn’t bear it any longer, so she answered in a low

voice, “Abel.”

“Where are you?”

“On the bus.”

“Why didn’t you answer the call earlier?”

Emmeline fell silent.

“Emma, haven’t I told you that no matter what the situation, you should always answer the phone?”

Abel suppressed his annoyance and worry. “Not answering the phone can make people anxious.”

“Oh.”

“Go straight home once you get off the bus, okay?”

“How did you know I was going home?”

“Where else would you go?”

“I have options.”

Emmeline thought, Sure, I’ve been away for a day and night, but you’re nowhere better either!

“Where are you right now?” Emmeline asked him in return.

“I’m heading back to Altney.”

“What have you done?”

“I was on a business trip, okay?”

Emmeline simply replied with an “Oh” and hung up.

When Emmeline returned to her community, she saw a familiar Santana car approaching from a

distance-it was Abel’s car!

The car sped toward her and whooshed past her!

“Abel! Abel!” Emmeline called out, turning around.

The car had quickly gone about a hundred yards and showed no sign of stopping.

“Abel Ryker!” Emmeline called out and started chasing after it.

Suddenly, a bicycle rushed out from an alley and, caught off guard, collided with her, knocking her to

the ground.

The familiar Santana had disappeared without a trace.

“Abel, will you no longer care about me? Will you really not look out for me anymore?”

The man on the bicycle, seeing that Emmeline seemed okay, quickly rode away.

Emmeline got up, only to realize that her arm was scraped.

She stumbled back home, searching for iodine while asking her mom, “Did Abel come back?”

“No!” Kimberly replied firmly.

“But I just saw his car; he must have come back!”

“No, he didn’t!”

“How could it be so coincidental? I didn’t mistake it; it was definitely Abel’s car!” Tears welled up in

Emmeline’s eyes.

Is Abel really not going to look after me anymore? He didn’t even stop when he saw me…