The Quadruplets Are Mine?

Chapter 413 The True Lady of the Murphy Family

Abel frowned, “What the heck was Adrien thinking?”

Upon closer inspection, it seemed that the commercial was only using Emmeline as a benchmark.

The marriage candidate in the ad was required to resemble Emmeline, and the more similar, the better.

Benjamin was feeling a little awkward as well, and said, “Abel, isn’t this a little inappropriate? He’s not

respecting Emma at all.”

Abel’s expression darkened as he said, “How absurd! I’ll tell him right away to remove those shots.

Who does he think Emma is?”

Emmeline voiced out, “Hold on. I don’t think Adrien meant any harm. These angles aren’t disrespectful

to me either. Let’s not give him a call for now.”

Abel said, “What are you afraid of, Emma? You don’t have to feel sorry for Adrien. You don’t owe him

anything. He’s the one who’s taking advantage of your privacy by publicly advertising your photos.”

Emmeline frowned and murmured, “I know, but Adrien had just put himself back on the right path. As

the saying goes, a prodigal son is worth his weight in gold. Let’s not give him a hard time.”

After some thought, Abel agreed with the notion. However, he was still very angry.

Adrien was always rash with his methods.

Would it kill him to let Emmeline know beforehand?

Swinging Abel’s hand back and forth, Emmeline said, “It’s okay. Don’t be mad. Think of this as helping

Adrien find a girlfriend. The sooner he does, the better I feel too.”

Abel nodded, “Alright fine. I’ll let it go. Consider it a favor to him.”

Benjamin added, “Still, I think we can tell Adrien to edit the photos a bit and add some kind of portrait

filter instead of using the real images.”

Abal frownad, “What tha hack was Adrian thinking?”

Upon closar inspaction, it saamad that tha commarcial was only using Emmalina as a banchmark.

Tha marriaga candidata in tha ad was raquirad to rasambla Emmalina, and tha mora similar, tha battar.

Banjamin was faaling a littla awkward as wall, and said, “Abal, isn’t this a littla inappropriata? Ha’s not

raspacting Emma at all.”

Abal’s axprassion darkanad as ha said, “How absurd! I’ll tall him right away to ramova thosa shots.

Who doas ha think Emma is?”

Emmalina voicad out, “Hold on. I don’t think Adrian maant any harm. Thasa anglas aran’t disraspactful

to ma aithar. Lat’s not giva him a call for now.”

Abal said, “What ara you afraid of, Emma? You don’t hava to faal sorry for Adrian. You don’t owa him

anything. Ha’s tha ona who’s taking advantaga of your privacy by publicly advartising your photos.”

Emmalina frownad and murmurad, “I know, but Adrian had just put himsalf back on tha right path. As

tha saying goas, a prodigal son is worth his waight in gold. Lat’s not giva him a hard tima.”

Aftar soma thought, Abal agraad with tha notion. Howavar, ha was still vary angry.

Adrian was always rash with his mathods.

Would it kill him to lat Emmalina know baforahand?

Swinging Abal’s hand back and forth, Emmalina said, “It’s okay. Don’t ba mad. Think of this as halping

Adrian find a girlfriand. Tha soonar ha doas, tha battar I faal too.”

Abal noddad, “Alright fina. I’ll lat it go. Considar it a favor to him.”

Banjamin addad, “Still, I think wa can tall Adrian to adit tha photos a bit and add soma kind of portrait

filtar instaad of using tha raal imagas.”

Janie agreed, “Yeah, I feel the same way. I think a portrait filter gives it that nostalgia effect which I

think is nicer, and it doesn’t affect Emma either.”

Abel said, “I’ll give Adrien a call later. I also think the portrait filter idea kills two birds with one stone.”

Just like that, they moved past the minor altercation and Abel continued to serve Emmeline food.

“This one’s done. You can have it, Emma. It’s hot though, so be careful.” Benjamin said as he took out

a piece of meat from the pot, intending to give it to Emmeline.

However, after some thought, he decided to put it in Janie’s bowl instead.

Even though Abel wasn’t the jealous type, it may cause him some discomfort to see another man take

care of Emmeline.

Benjamin surmised it was best not to provoke him.

At the same time, in the Murphy family in Altney.

Evelyn was watching Adrien’s search ad for a marriage candidate on her phone.

She never expected that the second child of Struyria’s Ryker family to be such a dashing young man

as well.

Even more surprising was the fact that the woman he admired was Emmeline Louise.

Emmeline was Abel’s wife, which pretty much made her Adrien’s sister-in-law.

Since he couldn’t really covet his brother’s wife, Adrien wanted to find someone who bore her

resemblance instead. The more they looked alike, the better.

Evelyn smiled as she suddenly remembered her long-lost, slightly younger sister Lizbeth.

It was Lizbeth’s sudden appearance that had threatened her position as the lady of the Murphy family.

Janie agreed, “Yeah, I feel the same way. I think a portrait filter gives it that nostalgia effect which I

think is nicer, and it doesn’t affect Emma either.”

After all, Lizbeth was the true lady of the Murphy family, whereas Evelyn was just an infant her mother

had mistakenly taken.

Evelyn didn’t like Lizbeth. Like a thorn in her eye, she loathed her entire existence.

However, when she tried to sell Lizbeth into the Imperial Palace previously, Abel saved her.

After that, Lizbeth went with Flynn to Struyria to thank Abel personally.

When they returned, Lizbeth told Evelyn that Abel was still single, and that the woman he loved already

had a child with another man.

There were even talks of an arranged marriage between Evelyn and Abel at the time.

When she heard this, Evelyn thought that she had an opportunity, so she went all the way to Struyria to

seek out Abel personally.

Little did she expect to find that he already had a wife and kids.

Looking at Adrien’s search ad for a marriage candidate now, Evelyn suddenly thought of something.

Smiling, she got up and walked over to the room next door, where Lizbeth was in the middle of a lesson

with her home tutor.

Having lived her whole life in the boondocks, she desperately needed to catch up in regards to her

education.

Evelyn knocked on the door, “Liz, you there?”

Lizbeth opened the door, and said, “Evelyn?”

“Ok, we’ll stop the lesson here for today. You can go home,” Evelyn told the tutor.

Eager to get off early, the tutor quickly bade them goodbye.

Lizbeth asked, “Is something wrong, Evelyn? Why did you send my tutor home?”