Ambush of the Quadruplets
Chapter 487

At that moment, someone knocked on the door. "Come in," Abel said.

The door was pushed open. It was Evelyn; she was in a pink dress, and she put on full makeup. Abel was furious to see her, and he asked with a frown, "Evelyn, why are you here?" She showed him the lunchbox and responded, "Mr. Abel, your mother asked me to bring you your lunch."

"I don't need it," he said coldly. "You can go now!"

"Mr. Abel..."

"Secretary!" He yelled, "Send off the guest now!"

She was scared, and she trembled and walked away. His secretary closed the door behind her.

Benjamin started to laugh. "Abel, you're indeed a very cold man. How could you treat a woman with such cruelty?"

"Well," Abel looked at him coldly and said, "if you don't want to talk to me properly, I'll chase you away too! I don't know how to treat a man gently either!"

"I don't need it," Benjamin said. "My heart is aching."

"You're pretentious!" He did not look at him, and he took his pen to get to work again.

"Let's go," Benjamin stood up and said. "Have a drink with me."

He put down his pen after hearing his words; he had been wanting to drink for quite some time as he felt uneasy.

"Where to?"

"You should choose the location."

"What about the Imperial Palace?" Abel suggested.

"Let's go."

After half an hour, they arrived at Area A of the Imperial Palace. They did not ask for a private room; they wanted to feel the liveliness of the crowd. The waiter served them drinks and fruits, and the bartender was mixing liquor for them. They felt like trouble seemed so far away from them at that moment. Suddenly, someone came into Abel's view. He frowned, looking at her. Benjamin followed his murderous gaze and saw that it was Alana. What is the possibility of us meeting her here?

"Hey," Abel said to the bartender, "go over there and ask that bargirl to come over."

"Sir," the bartender said, "Ms. Lane is serving those customers right now; I can ask somebody else to come over if you want."

"I only want Alana Lane." He said, "Tell those people that it'll be my treat tonight."

"Okay, I'll tell them now." The bartender walked toward them.

The customers happily gave her to Abel after hearing the bartender's words; she was only a bargirl. And they could call for more if someone was treating them.

Alana was dumbstruck, looking in Abel's direction. She did not expect to see this hellish man in this place. He looked dangerously beautiful. She stood up and wanted to run away, but Abel's bodyguards had surrounded her. The three of them looked at her with threatening looks without saying a word. She knew that she could not escape, so she gathered her courage and walked toward him.

"Have a seat." Abel said it coldly with a dangerous smile.

"Mr. Abel." She was scared, and she knelt down where the bartender stood.

"I didn't expect to see you here." He sounded calm but also cold at the same time.

"Y... Yes." She was so nervous that her voice changed.

"The daughter of the Lane family is a bargirl now?" He snorted while drinking his red wine.

"I... I..." She said, "How can I go home looking like this?"

He grabbed her hand and looked at three of her severed fingers.

"But it didn't stop you from wearing a glove to be a bodyguard back at the Ryker Residence!"

"Ah!" She shouted and tried to withdraw her hand, but he was gripping so hard that her wrist was almost breaking.

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