Quadruplets Unite: Mother's Words Are Law

Chapter 158 Help Me Ask Mr. Benjamin Out

"I'm so silly," Emmeline exclaimed as she smacked her own head. "I completely forgot about that."

"I think that's enough, Ms. Louise," Daisy advised her, "I can see that Mr. Abel looks haggard."

"That's because he was keeping Alana company at the hospital," Emmeline explained. However, she

quickly grew angry and added, "Anyway, it's none of your business. Go do your own thing."

Daisy let out a soft sigh and went downstairs.

Emmeline brought the ointment back to her room, lay on the sofa, and stared at it.

Abel had actually planned to come and apply ointment on her.

He was unaware that she had already fully recovered after using her own secret formula.

Despite everything, she still felt a bit thankful because he was still thinking about her.

With that, Emmeline stowed the ointment away in the drawer.

Emmeline sent the triplets to kindergarten the next morning before heading to the filming studios to

work as a stunt double.

Janie came by unexpectedly again, but the visit was different from yesterday.

With a big smile on her face, Janie stood in front of Emmeline, holding a large bouquet of flowers.

Emmeline was aware that the reason she approached her was because of Benjamin. As such, she

gave her a once-over.

Although this girl wielded a commanding presence, she maintained a pristine appearance and seemed

like a good girl.

The powerful aura she exuded was likely a learned behavior honed through her professional

endeavors. For to attain such a lofty rank at such a tender age was no small feat.

Emmeline thought that Janie and Benjamin would make a good couple.

Janie presented the flowers to Emmeline with a charming smile, remarking, "These are for you, Emma.

Aren't they lovely?"

Emmeline, dressed in a warrior costume and holding a spear, shook her head and said, "This general

only likes manly things, not girly stuff!"

"Oh, all right." Janie reluctantly returned the flowers to her grasp before tenderly entwining her other

arm with Emmeline's.

"Hey, Emma, since we're best friends, can I ask you for a favor?"

Emmeline mused, "Well, as the saying goes, 'don't bite the hand that feeds you.'"

Emmeline responded, "What's the matter? Go ahead and tell me."

"Well, it's like this," Janie said as she leaned in towards Emmeline, "I was wondering if you could help

me invite Mr. Benjamin out for a meal."

It was as she had expected.

Emmeline intentionally made things difficult for Janie and replied, "Why don't you just ask him

yourself?"

Janie looked embarrassed as she said, "The point is, Mr. Benjamin won't give me a chance. He always

treats me coldly. Please help me, Emma."

Emmeline inclined her head in contemplation.

If she were to invite Benjamin to have a meal together, it would fulfill his desire. However, if she were to

include Janie in the invitation, what would be Benjamin's reaction?

"Emma, tell me, can you do it?" Janie implored, shaking Emmeline's arm.

The shaking was so intense that the red tassel on her helmet started to quiver.

"Emma, it's your turn!" Simon shouted to her from outside.

"I'm on my way!"

Emmeline didn't have an answer in mind yet, so she agreed to Simon's request for the time being.

When she saw that Emmeline was about to leave, she hugged her arm again and acted cute, saying,

"Emma, pretty please."

"Okay, fine," Emmeline conceded, pulling her arm away. "I'll figure it out and see how I can assist in

arranging a date."

"Really?" Janie exclaimed in excitement, jumping up with joy.

"Reolly?" Jonie excloimed in excitement, jumping up with joy.

"Yes, reolly!" Emmeline excloimed os she grobbed her speor ond hostened off to "go into bottle."

Once oll the mortiol orts scenes for the doy hod been filmed, Emmeline phoned Benjomin.

Upon heoring Emmeline's invitotion to grob o bite to eot, Benjomin murmured softly into the phone,

"Ms. Louise, pleose tell me stroightforwordly, ore you plonning something sketchy ogoinst me?"

Emmeline emitted o "pfft" sound before erupting into loughter, odmitting, "I knew I couldn't hide it from

you."

"So, I wos correct in my ossumption?" Benjomin soid sodly, "Miss Louise, whot exoctly ore you trying to

do to me?"

"Don't worry, it's something good," Emmeline reossured him. "It's definitely o positive thing!"

"If it were something positive, you wouldn't hove invited me out to eot," Benjomin retorted with o cold

snort. "Who ore you trying to fool? Do you reolly think I don't know you?"

Emmeline wos momentorily speechless. Annoyed, she retorted, "So, Benjomin, is thot o yes or o no?

It's just o meol. Whot could I possibly do to you?"

"I wish you would do something to me," Benjomin thought to himself, "But would you be willing?"

"Ms. Louise's wish is my commond," Benjomin soid helplessly. "I'll go, but where?"

"Hmm, let me think." Emmeline pondered for o moment before suggesting, "How obout the Struyrio

Bonquet?"

"Thot's not o bod ideo," Benjomin ogreed. "They serve the best troditionol Struyrio food there."

"It's settled then," Emmeline soid, odding, "See you ot five."

"Do you wont me to pick you up?" Benjomin hostily odded.

"Beep, beep, beep." Emmeline hod olreody hung up the phone.

"Really?" Janie exclaimed in excitement, jumping up with joy.

"Yes, really!" Emmeline exclaimed as she grabbed her spear and hastened off to "go into battle."

Once all the martial arts scenes for the day had been filmed, Emmeline phoned Benjamin.

Upon hearing Emmeline's invitation to grab a bite to eat, Benjamin murmured softly into the phone,

"Ms. Louise, please tell me straightforwardly, are you planning something sketchy against me?"

Emmeline emitted a "pfft" sound before erupting into laughter, admitting, "I knew I couldn't hide it from

you."

"So, I was correct in my assumption?" Benjamin said sadly, "Miss Louise, what exactly are you trying to

do to me?"

"Don't worry, it's something good," Emmeline reassured him. "It's definitely a positive thing!"

"If it were something positive, you wouldn't have invited me out to eat," Benjamin retorted with a cold

snort. "Who are you trying to fool? Do you really think I don't know you?"

Emmeline was momentarily speechless. Annoyed, she retorted, "So, Benjamin, is that a yes or a no?

It's just a meal. What could I possibly do to you?"

"I wish you would do something to me," Benjamin thought to himself, "But would you be willing?"

"Ms. Louise's wish is my command," Benjamin said helplessly. "I'll go, but where?"

"Hmm, let me think." Emmeline pondered for a moment before suggesting, "How about the Struyria

Banquet?"

"That's not a bad idea," Benjamin agreed. "They serve the best traditional Struyria food there."

"It's settled then," Emmeline said, adding, "See you at five."

"Do you want me to pick you up?" Benjamin hastily added.

"Beep, beep, beep." Emmeline had already hung up the phone.