Ambush of the Quadruplets
Chapter 162

Chapter 162 I Want To Be Alone

"Mr. Benjamin will send you," Emmeline replied, "I don't think it's safe for you to ride with me."

Janie looked at Benjamin eagerly. He shrugged and said, "Sure, I will send you home."

Abel did not leave immediately after stepping out of the hotel. Instead, he stayed in his Rolls-Royce Phantom, staring at the entrance of the hotel.

He regretted what happened just now. How could he say such things to Emmeline? It should not bother him so much that Benjamin was taking her out on a date. She was an attractive woman, and it was no surprise Benjamin would fall for her and want to pursue her.

Abel should not have humiliated her because of that. He wished he could take back what he had said earlier.

The car was parked beside the road opposite the entrance of the hotel, and Luca who was sitting in the passenger seat could see anyone who entered or left the hotel.

"Mr. Abel, she is out," Luca said. Abel quickly lowered the car window, and he could see Emmeline stepping out of the hotel in a pair of tight jeans that accentuated her long legs.

"Where is Benjamin? Why are they not together?" He asked. Luca hesitated, "Maybe he has gone to take the car from the basement parking lot."

"Benjamin's car is not in the basement," Abel raised an eyebrow, "I saw his car just now." Luca was dumbfounded. He had no idea where Benjamin had gone.

Luca and the bodyguards were seated some distance away from Benjamin's table in the restaurant, so he did not notice Janie was also at their table. He could not have guessed that Benjamin was leaving together with Janie instead.

Janie had used the powder room before leaving, so they stepped out of the hotel a little later than Emmeline.

"Mr. Abel," Luca said, "Ms. Louise is leaving on her motorcycle." Abel frowned. "Her electric bicycle has broken down. Now I see she's riding a motorcycle instead."

"It does not look cheap," Luca commented. "It is a racing motorcycle. It's not the most expensive type, but it could cost her about 60,000 dollars," said Abel.

As they were commenting about her motorcycle, Emmeline had already put on her helmet and left with her motorcycle.

"Follow her," Abel commanded. The driver immediately drove the Rolls-Royce Phantom to follow Emmeline discreetly.

Emmeline was speeding through the street on her black motorcycle like a snake, and Abel's driver was finding it challenging to follow her.

When everyone realized she was not heading toward Benjamin's place like Abel was worrying about, they were relieved. She was heading toward the Nightfall Cafe.

Abel felt like a weight had been lifted from his chest, and he let out a sigh of relief. Luca did not turn to look at him, but he had heard Abel's sigh. Luca was worried about Abel. Emmeline did not slow down at all. Abel and Luca watched her from inside the car, concerned for her safety. Luca was stunned, "I have to give it to her for handling the motorcycle so well." "She does well in anything she sets her mind on," Abel agreed.

About ten minutes later, Emmeline finally stopped in front of the cafe. She pushed her motorcycle into the garage and went upstairs.

Abel's driver stopped the car in a parking lot opposite. Luca turned toward Abel, "Mr. Abel, now that she's home safely, what would you like us to do now?"

After a moment of silence, Abel said, "You guys can move to the bodyguard's car. I want to be alone here for a moment."

Luca looked at him. He knew Abel needed to be alone, so he could take a moment to think about Emmeline. Luca and the driver moved to the bodyguard's car as Abel ordered.

Abel lowered the car window and took out a cigarette. He took a puff, staring at Emmeline's bedroom window. She was staying a floor above the cafe.

She had turned on the light in her bedroom. His heart leaped as he saw her silhouette in front of the window. He was watching her intently before she pulled over the curtain. He could no longer see her. His heart sank.

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