The Quadruplets Are Mine?

Chapter 1208 Keep This A Secret

In the end, both of them shook their heads.

After that, Doris walked away dejectedly.

Did the negotiation fall through?

Waylon instructed the driver, “Ask that salesgirl and find out what Doris is

“Yes, Mr. Waylon,” the driver replied..

He unbuckled his seatbelt and got out of the car

The saleswoman was about to walk away, but the driver stopped her.

After a brief chat, the driver returned and got back in the car.

“What’s the situation?” Waylon asked.

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“Ms. Doris just went for a house viewing. She had her eyes on a two-bedroom unit, but it costs 3,9 million. She was cash-strapped and hoping to get some discounts. The saleswoman told her that she was offering her the promotional price, but it couldn’t get any lower than that. So, Ms. Doris left.”

Waylon asked, “That’s it? Okay, let’s go.”

He knew Doris had about 3 million at her disposal. He had “earned” that money for her. If she spent it all on a house, she would struggle to make ends meet.

The driver started the car and continued to drive him to the Imperial Palace.

After he inspected the renovation work at the Imperial Palace, Waylon went with Bowie and Kenny to the Nightfall Cafe.

On the way, he gave Benjamin a call.

After a brief chat, Benjamin promised, “I’ll have my secretary take care of this. Don’t worry about it.”

“You have to keep this a secret, especially the staff you send to get the job done; make sure their lips are sealed.”

Benjamin replied, “I know. I guarantee you that I’ll settle it by this afternoon.”

Waylon nodded and said, “Very well, come over to Nightfall Cafe for lunch. I’ve told Emma about it.

“Alright,” Benjamin agreed, “I’ll bring some wine with me. See you soon.”

“Okay!”

Waylon ended the call.

Benjamin immediately instructed a secretary to carry out a task Waylon entrusted him with.

The secretary nodded hastily and said, “Starhill Garden. Rest assured, Mr. Benjamin. I’ll get this done.”

Benjamin reminded her, “Keep it a secret. I’ll reward you afterward.”

“Thank you, Mr. Benjamin,” The secretary thanked him happily and executed his order.

Abel was the first to arrive at Nightfall Cafe.

Sam had stocked up on a variety of groceries in anticipation of their gathering.

When the other four arrived, Abel had prepared five dishes. Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

The brother rolled up his sleeves and helped him up in the kitchen. Soon, they had prepared a feast. consisting of sixteen dishes.

They merrily enjoyed a good meal.

After lunch, they retreated to the terrace garden for a relaxed chat and a leisurely smoke. The gathering came to an end around three in the afternoon.

Abel stayed at Nightfall Cafe. He rang Mateo, requesting his assistance in tidying up the garden.

Benjamin went back to his office.

As for Bowie and Kenny, the two went back to the Imperial Palace.

Waylon went home because he figured Doris should have gone home at this time.

As expected, when he entered the house, he saw her playing with the children in the living room.

Doris stood up and appeared awkward when she saw Waylon. She asked politely, “Hmm, Mr. Adelmar, are you feeling better now?”

Waylon replied coldly, “Yes, my medicine works wonders. You shouldn’t doubt its effectiveness.”

Doris sighed in relief, “That’s nice.”

She was still terrified when she recalled him being sick last night. She did not doubt that she would suffer dire consequences for harming a prestigious man like him.

Waylon occupied the couch and asked icily, “How’s the house hunt going? Once you find a place, I’ll have someone help you move.”

Doris sniffed and lowered her head. In a soft, almost inaudible voice, she muttered, “I’m not being stubborn to stay here. I have searched all morning and another two hours this afternoon, but I haven’t found a suitable house.”

“Keep looking. What’s the point of dragging this out?”

Doris bit her lower lips and said. “I know. I even skipped lunch today. I’ve been working on this all day. If it weren’t for the kids, I would have kept looking till night.

“Have you eaten?”

Waylon glanced at her and spoke softly, “If you haven’t, I’ll ask Mrs. Jamison to cook something for you. I don’t mind providing you with another meal or two.”