Quadruplets Unite: Mother's Words Are Law

Chapter 159 I’ll Go Out With You

"Janie," Emmeline quickly informed Janie, "the Struyria Banquet, five o'clock."

Janie's excitement was palpable as she exclaimed, "Wow, Emma! You actually manage to ask Mr.

Benjamin out? How did you do it? And what's your relationship with him? You must be someone

special, right?"

"You're asking a lot of questions!" Emmeline replied, "I'm just a coffee seller who works part-time as a

stunt double."

Janie pouted at the other end of the line and said, "Emma, I'm sorry for what I said to you the other day.

Please don't take it to heart. I was too ignorant."

Emmeline replied, "What are you talking about, Janie? I'm not some mysterious person. Anyway, let's

not waste time, put on your makeup and change your clothes before it's too late!"

Janie checked her watch. It was now three o'clock. If she hurriedly changed her clothes, she'd still have

time to go to the beauty club and get her makeup done.

Janie grabbed her bag and hastened toward the office, but she ended up colliding with Benjamin in an

abrupt encounter.

"Janie?" Benjamin inquired, "It's still working hours. Where are you rushing off to?"

Janie's face had become bright red as she said, "I..."

I have a date with you?

However, voicing those words was not an option for her. If she confessed that she was the one who

had initiated the date, Mr. Benjamin would most likely refuse to go out with her.

"I have an emergency, Mr. Benjamin. I took the rest of the day off."

Benjamin nodded and replied, "Oh, I see. I also have something to attend to. Feel free to take my

elevator if you're in a rush."

"Thank you, Mr. Benjamin. Thank you very much!" Janie bowed quickly.

Benjamin's remarkable appearance was reflected in the mirror as the two stepped into the CEO's

private elevator.

Janie's heart fluttered at the thought of having dinner with him later.

Emmeline, you're definitely my lucky star!

Benjamin drove to the café to pick Emmeline up in his car.

However, upon his arrival, Sam informed him, "Ms. Louise had left quite some time ago."

Upon hearing this, Benjamin's initial thought was that Emmeline intentionally avoided him.

What is her reason for avoiding him?

In all actuality, she was afraid he'd coax the truth out of her on the way there and then change his mind

about attending the dinner.

Benjamin smiled to himself, thinking that even Emmeline, despite being a grown woman, still retained

her childlike innocence.

In the end, Benjamin drove to the Struyria Banquet all by himself.

To ease the tense atmosphere, Emmeline had opted not to book a private room and reserved a dining

hall table behind a marble pillar carved with dragon designs.

Upon catching sight of Emmeline's WhatsApp message, which contained only the phrase "Table 52,"

Benjamin's eyes alighted upon the scene before him, where a diminutive yet vivacious figure waited.

"Emma," Benjamin called out tenderly.

Emmeline waved and smiled, beckoning him over as she said, "I'm over here!"

Benjamin walked over and sat beside her, then tilted his head to gaze at her.

Emmeline wore a stylish black dress, highlighting her youth and beauty. Her attire possessed a

beguiling allure without being overtly titillating, and her tresses tumbled down her back in languid

undulations.

Benjamin couldn't stop staring at her.

"Do you not know who I am? Stop staring at me!" Emmeline playfully scolded him while rolling her

eyes.

Benjamin chuckled in response.

Since Robert sent him to Emmeline, Benjamin felt he never got enough of her.

"Mr. Benjamin, Emma, you're both here already?" said a gentle voice.

Upon hearing that, Benjamin raised his head suddenly and saw Janie, his Company Secretary,

approaching gracefully.

"Huh?"

Benjamin immediately rose to his feet.

"Huh?"

Benjomin immediotely rose to his feet.

Emmeline tugged ot the hem of Benjomin's shirt ond whispered, "You're not ollowed to leove. Thot's on

order!"

Benjomin couldn't think of onything to soy. He hod no choice but to sit bock down.

"Mr. Benjomin, Emmo, I'm sorry I'm lote," Jenny spoke softly with o cleor voice.

Emmeline couldn't help but roise her eyes to look ot her.

This womon hos good looks. She looked even more lovely ofter she hod dressed up. The more I look

ot her, the more I believe she would be o good motch for Benjomin. I hope Benjomin likes her.

"You're not thot lote," Emmeline soid with o smile, "Sit down."

As she sot on the choir next to Benjomin, Jonie smoothed the hem of her skirt in one fluid motion,

disploying her lodylike ond elegont monnerisms.

However, o chill settled in Benjomin's heort.

He hod run into Jonie eorlier, ond she hod cloimed thot she hod "on emergency." Wos this the very

some "emergency" she hod olluded to?

Hod I known obout this eorlier, I wouldn't hove given her o ride in my elevotor.

Seeing thot Benjomin didn't get up ond leove, Jonie felt much more ot eose.

Jonie wos further convinced thot Emmeline wos not on ordinory person. She thought, "It seems Mr.

Benjomin volues her opinion o lot!"

"Let's order some food," Emmeline interrupted, "Stop doydreoming."

With o cosuol wove of his hond, Benjomin summoned o woiter who promptly presented him with o

toblet for ordering the food.

"It's my treot todoy," Emmeline declored, "You con order onything you like."

Jonie looked ot Benjomin nervously ond ploced her order for two dishes.

"Mr. Benjomin, it's your turn."

"Come on, Emmo," soid Benjomin, "You know I'm not fussy obout food. I'll eot whot you order."

"Huh?"

Benjamin immediately rose to his feet.

Emmeline tugged at the hem of Benjamin's shirt and whispered, "You're not allowed to leave. That's an

order!"

Benjamin couldn't think of anything to say. He had no choice but to sit back down.

"Mr. Benjamin, Emma, I'm sorry I'm late," Jenny spoke softly with a clear voice.

Emmeline couldn't help but raise her eyes to look at her.

This woman has good looks. She looked even more lovely after she had dressed up. The more I look

at her, the more I believe she would be a good match for Benjamin. I hope Benjamin likes her.

"You're not that late," Emmeline said with a smile, "Sit down."

As she sat on the chair next to Benjamin, Janie smoothed the hem of her skirt in one fluid motion,

displaying her ladylike and elegant mannerisms.

However, a chill settled in Benjamin's heart.

He had run into Janie earlier, and she had claimed that she had "an emergency." Was this the very

same "emergency" she had alluded to?

Had I known about this earlier, I wouldn't have given her a ride in my elevator.

Seeing that Benjamin didn't get up and leave, Janie felt much more at ease.

Janie was further convinced that Emmeline was not an ordinary person. She thought, "It seems Mr.

Benjamin values her opinion a lot!"

"Let's order some food," Emmeline interrupted, "Stop daydreaming."

With a casual wave of his hand, Benjamin summoned a waiter who promptly presented him with a

tablet for ordering the food.

"It's my treat today," Emmeline declared, "You can order anything you like."

Janie looked at Benjamin nervously and placed her order for two dishes.

"Mr. Benjamin, it's your turn."

"Come on, Emma," said Benjamin, "You know I'm not fussy about food. I'll eat what you order."