Revenge with Her Quadruplets

Chapter 33 This Was Indeed the Moores' Manor

Chapter 33 This Was Indeed the Moores' Manor

"Who are you? Let me go!" Little Elijah kicked his legs and felt uncomfortable as the person holding him squeezed his tummy. His bottle of milk was swinging, which made him anxious.

Elijah was really pissed off.

Emmett was equally astonished. He had never expected to run into Waylon here.

He glanced at the room number. It was 504, and he'd check who was inside later.

"Waylon, what brings you here? Who brought you to this place? If your dad finds out you're in a place like this, he'll give you a piece of his mind."

Waylon?

Elijah stopped struggling and blinked his eyes.

Who was he?

"Sir, are you sure you've got the right person?" Elijah asked earnestly. Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

Emmett chuckled, "Waylon, even though your eyes can't see, you can still recognize my voice, can't you?"

Elijah was speechless. Was this man suggesting he was blind?

Nonetheless, he figured that the man had probably made a mistake and decided to look for a chance to escape.

"Waylon, why aren't you saying anything? Have you been kidnapped?" Emmett said as he grew anxious. "Is this a real kidnapping?" That would be a big trouble; whoever dared to kidnap him, Sebastian's son, was playing with fire.

Elijah was speechless. This man had got rich imagination.

"I... I don't know," Elijah replied. He thought it would be normal that he found it hard to make up stories; being too logical might raise suspicions.

He was intelligent, but his mother had always told him to act like a regular child.

So, he adhered to the principle of being bold in actions but modest in character and avoided being too arrogant.

"Alright, I'll take you back. Your dad will be worried if he finds out you've gone missing, especially considering that he is sitting in a wheelchair now," Emmett said in a serious tone. He planned to pull and watch the surveillance footage later.

Elijah fell silent and just let Emmett carry him back.

What did he mean by sitting in a wheelchair? How could he suddenly have a dad?

Emmett had come here today for a business meeting and driven the car by himself, as he also planned to visit the Moore family to meet with Sebastian.

He knew that Waylon preferred being alone, so he had refrained from speaking until now. However, he couldn't help but ask, "Waylon, who on earth brought you here?"

He was aware of this kid's temperament, and he often just ignored them.

Little Elijah was taken aback. Hadn't they moved on?

"I don't know who brought me here. I woke up and just met you."

Elijah came up with a reason that Emmett couldn't dispute.

Emmett furrowed his brow slightly. Was Waylon kidnapped?

He needed to discuss this matter with Sebastian.

When they arrived at the Moores' manor, Emmett directly parked the car in Sannot Courtyard.

After parking the car, he got off and picked up Little Elijah.

Damn!

Little Elijah looked around in astonishment. This was indeed the Moores' manor! Would he finally get to see his mommy?

"Waylon, I'll take you back to your room first. Your dad and I need to discuss something first."

"Sure! Take your time!" Elijah casually replied.

Emmett was taken aback. He looked at the little kid and said, "Waylon, this was the first time you had spoken to me so nicely since you have learned to speak."

Little Elijah was speechless. It turned out that Waylon was not so respectful to him!

Then he didn't need to be so cooperating.

Little Elijah responded coldly, "Don't tell my dad."

Emmett was momentarily surprised by the cold tone. Okay, it had just been his illusion earlier; this was still the little devil he knew.

In his mind, Emmett realized he couldn't keep this from Sebastian. If something happened to Waylon, Sebastian might not be able to bear it.

He carried Elijah back to his room and opened the door for him.

He knew Waylon didn't like others entering his room.

"Waylon, you can play in here for a while."

Elijah nodded, and the door was closed.

At that moment, he looked up and saw an identical little face across from him.