All Chapters of Barren Heiress Returns With Quadruplet: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Ellen’s POV I stared at my father’s saddened face, and I sighed. "Don’t worry Father, I'll do everything in my power to ensure we regain what we've lost," I spoke to my father earnestly. He nodded, his expression a mix of pride and trust. "I trust you, Ellen," he said, his voice filled with confidence. I smiled. I looked forward to this day for a long time and with Liz not in the picture, it was easy to get my father’s attention. With determination coursing through me, I vowed to fulfill my father's trust and restore our family's legacy. "By the way, who's this investor you've been meeting with so frequently?" I inquired, curiosity piqued. My father's expression tightened momentarily before he responded, "The investor prefers to remain anonymous for now, but we communicate through a representative." I did not really care who the investor was. All that mattered was that we were going to land a major deal. "Alright, Dad, I'll catch you later," I said, rising from my seat.My fathe

Zeke's POVI sat at my desk at the office with Mr Rogers standing opposite me. The weight of recent events hung heavy on my mind, the attack on the kids became a constant source of worry and anger. I turned to Mr Rogers, my voice edged with urgency as I sought an update on the investigation."Mr Rogers, what have we found so far regarding the men who attacked my children on their way to school? Has there been any new update?" I asked.“Yes, Mr Reid,” Mr Rogers nodded solemnly, reaching for a tablet to pull up the latest information. The screen illuminated with the recorded footage from a dashcam, showing the fleeting glimpse of the attackers' vehicle. My jaw clenched as I watched, frustration bubbling within me."We got the plate number of the car," Mr Rogers explained. "But when we ran a check, the plate number didn't exist."My brows furrowed in annoyance. How could they have disappeared so completely, leaving behind no trace? "How is that possible?" I demanded, my voice tight wit

Ellen’s POV Sitting in the parlor with Zeke and my father, the tension in the air was suffocating. I tried to keep my composure, but my mind kept drifting back to the moments leading up to this assembly. A few hours earlier, Mr. Finley had called, informing us that Zeke was on his way over. The news had sent a shiver of anticipation through me.After we had informed Mr Finley yesterday to call Zeke, we had waited in anticipation of the next day when his reply was to come in. That day was today.I had already selected a nice outfit in preparation for his coming. After Mr Finley relayed the information, I retreated to my room. I needed time to think, to prepare. I ran a bath and let the warm water soothe my nerves, my mind racing with thoughts of what was about to happen.After drying off, I slipped into my favorite sexy blouse and skirt, a black silk number that clung to my curves in all the right places. I looked in the mirror and being satisfied with my appearance, I headed downst

Kamille's POVAs the weekend sunlight streamed through the windows, casting a warm glow over the kitchen, I walked down the stairs with my kids already bathed and dressed.We walked into the kitchen to prepare breakfast and have some fun. Of course I would be the one preparing breakfast. Soon the tantalizing aroma of pancakes sizzling on the griddle filled the air, mingling with the rich scent of freshly brewed coffee for me and hot latte for the kids.I moved about the kitchen flipping the pancakes and pouring steaming cups of latte into mugs adorned with cheerful patterns. "Mom, can I help with the pancakes?" Reon asked eagerly, his eyes shining with enthusiasm.I smiled warmly at him, nodding in agreement. "Of course, Reon," I replied, passing him some napkins. "You can help me give your siblings each."“Okay mummy,” He replied and went to his siblings sitting across the table to share their napkins.“Mummy, thank you,” Tyris said from her seat. “Thank you mummy, do you need he

Kamille's POVLeaning on the door, I felt my breath quicken and the urge to place my hands on my chest, but my hands were occupied with the kid's pizza and ice cream."Why the hell did I let him kiss me like that?" I questioned myself, my mind spinning with uncertainty. "Was it just a moment of weakness, or was there something more?"Lost in my thoughts, I stood there in the hallway, grappling with conflicting emotions. Part of me was drawn to Chris, his kindness and I also felt sorry for him because of what he had to go through. But another part of me was wary, feeling unsure of what was actually going on.“Miss Kamille?”I turned as Nanny Dona's warm voice broke through the silence, pulling me back to reality. "Is everything okay?" Nanny Dona asked, her tone filled with concern. Startled, I turned to face Nanny Dona, my mind racing as I tried to compose myself. "Yes, everything's fine," I replied, forcing a smile despite the uncertainty that was gnawing at my insides. "I was just.