Ambush of the Quadruplets

Chapter 1396 Training Begins.

“Enough chitchat.” Abel said to Tony, “Ill give you the keys later. You can tidy up the room yourselves

and stay as long as you want. I won’t be staying there anyway.”

“But you can’t keep living in the office, can you?” Tony felt a little embarrassed.

“After the factory reform, there will be plenty of offices available,” said Abel. I’ll just randomly tidy one

up, and it’ll become a pretty good place to stay.”

Tony could only nod. “Abel. I’m really sorry for troubling you.”

“Don’t mention it,” Abel said. “I’ll be busy with the factory takeover anyway. It’s convenient for me to live

in the factory,”

“By the way. Benjamin added, “we need to add another item to today’s celebration.”

“What is it?” Emmeline asked with a playful smile.

“Your brother’s company will be established next month,” reminded Benjamin. “Shouldn’t we celebrate

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“And the company will be established on Emma’s birthday next month. Abel said. “Consider it as my

21st birthday gift to Emma!”

“That’s definitely worth celebrating!” Benjamin said. “Today is a day of good news. Cheers to this

joyous day!”

After they finished their meal, they left the restaurant.

“I have a little gift for you, Abel said when he was sending Emmeline home.

“What is it?” Emmeline blinked her eyes.

Abel took out something that looked like a shaver from his pocket.

“Abel!” Emmeline laughed. “I don’t need this, do I?”

“Why? Do you really think it’s a shaver?”

“Then what is it?”

Abel held the “shaver” in his hand and pushed a red button with his thumb,

An electrical discharge burst out from the front of the “shaver.”

Emmeline was startled and quickly moved away.

“What is this? It’s so powerful!”

“It’s a stun gun!”

“A stun gun?” Emmeline widened her eyes. “That’s a self–defense weapon, right?”

“Yes, but this model is exclusively for riot police use.”

“Why are you giving this to me?” Emmeline smiled. “I won’t encounter any bad people. After all, I have

you!”

“But I won’t be by your side all the time.” Abel’s eyes dimmed. “Especially during this training trip, it’ll be

your first time going out alone.”

Emmeline went silent before she nodded, “Don’t worry, I’ll be careful.”

“You are my everything. Emma,” Abel said. “If anything happens to you, I’ll be devastated.”

“But Abel.” Emmeline suddenly remembered something. “Why doesn’t Benjamin seem sad about Janie

marrying Tony?”

“Silly.” Abel ruffled her hair. “Benjamin doesn’t love her at all. It was just a passing fancy for Janie.”

Emmeline was speechless.

In the capital city, at Lakeside Hotel

At three–forty in the afternoon, Emmeline arrived.

She was brought here by Abel’s chauffeur, Luca

Abel and Scott went to the city hall to submit the contract documents while Luca drove and brought

Emmeline to her destination

A banner hung prominently in the lobby. It wrote. A warm welcome to the first batch of advertisers from

various cities attending the training.

Once they settled the registration at the reception desk, the organizing committee arranged

accommodation for them.

Emmeline arrived at her room, and the first thing she did was send a text message to Abel. ‘Arrived

safely, don’t worry.

Abel replied, ‘Okay. Stay safe; I’ll come pick you up after the training!

Emmeline said, ‘Remember to go home and visit Mom!‘

Abel answered, I will, don’t worry.”

In the evening, everyone had dinner together in the restaurant, and then, according to the notice, they

went to the fourth–floor conference rooti

The spacious lobby, which could accommodate a thousand people, was solemn and filled with tables

and chairs covered in velvet.

The grand stage was brightly lit, with colorful curtains hanging from it.

There were words written on the curtains. It read, “If you can’t be a president, then be an advertiser!’

Below it was the following:

Organizer: Provincial Department of Transportation, Contractor: Havencrest International of Magic City.

There were no classes tonight. Instead, it was a networking party arranged by the organizing

committee.

Emmeline sat in the front right corner, watching the students who volunteered to sing on the stage.

An old song was sung, evoking a sense of nostalgia.

Emmeline couldn’t help but smile, pursing her lips.

Abel liked to sing this old song. His voire was deep and magnetic, albeit slightly hoarse.

When Abel was driving, and Emmeline sat beside him many times, he would furrow his brows lightly

and hum this song.

Emmeline listened quietly, getting lost in the music.

“Hello, miss, which city are you from?”