Ambush of the Quadruplets novel Chapter 137

Chapter 137 Who Do You Think You Are

“That’s not an issue,” Emmeline said. “Hand the lattes to me. I’m going there anyway.”

Sam glanced up the stairs. “Do you want Daisy to go with you?”

“Nah. Why should I be afraid in my own territory?” Emmeline said.

Sam stuck out her tongue. She forgot that Emmeline owned Adelmar Group.

Sam packed up the two lattes and some complimentary snacks in a delivery bag and handed it to Emmeline.

Emmeline wore her helmet and went off on her motorcycle.

The thugs had wrecked her electric bicycle, and Benjamin had not bought her a new one.

She did not have a need for it anyway.

Abel had moved out, and she did not have to pretend she was poor.

Emmeline arrived at the first-floor lobby and spoke to the security guard.

“Janie Eastwood? Ah, she’s Mr. York’s assistant and the head of the secretaries’ office. You can go in through that elevator.”

“Thanks,” Emmeline said and took the elevator to the 90th floor.

She knocked on the door of the secretaries’ office.

“Coffee delivery. I’m looking for Ms. Janie Eastwood.”

“She’s in her office at the end of the corridor,” the office worker said.

Emmeline went down the corridor and knocked on the door.

“Come in,” a feminine voice said.

Emmeline entered through the door. A woman in office wear stood up from her chair.
“That’s not an issue,” Emmeline said. “Hand the lattes to me. I’m going there anyway.”

She looks pretty, but she has a harsh demeanor.

“Your coffee.” Emmeline put the delivery bag on the table and took her phone to accept payment.

Janie paid for the delivery, took a cup from the delivery bag, and smiled at Emmeline. “This one’s for me. The other one is for Mr. York.”

“Oh.” Emmeline nodded. “If there’s nothing else, I’ll be leaving. Enjoy the coffee.”

“Did I say you can leave?” Janie smirked.

Emmeline was taken aback. “How else can I help you, Ms. Eastwood?”

Janie stood up, walked around her desk, and circled Emmeline.

Emmeline was wondering what was going on when Janie splashed the cup of coffee at her.

“I knew you were a seductress! Look at the way you dress!”

Emmeline reflexively dodged the attack and reached out.

Before Janie could react, Emmeline had grasped her neck tightly.

She wanted to scream but no sound came out of her mouth.

She could only look at Emmeline in fear.

“Who do you think you are? And how dare you meddle in my business?”

Janie’s tongue was out of her mouth, and her face was turning purple.

“Get lost!” Emmeline tossed her away.