Chapter 793 Adam’s Birthday


    Adrien found it hard to believe.


    However, he knew that matters rted to the Imperial Pce were typically illegal by nature. Since


    Abel wasn’t going to admit to something like that, he figured it would be untoward to pry.


    Adam overheard their conversation from nearby, his face twisting in anger.


    He gripped onto his wine ss tightly, eager to swing it at Abel’s annoyingly handsome face.


    The bastard had not only destroyed his Imperial Pce and caused him no small amount of financial


    loss, he even stole away Emmeline right when he was about to realize his ambition of monopolizing


    her.


    He hated Abel so much he wanted to cook him into a ravioli and devour him whole!


    I hate that bastard so much!


    But it’s no rush.


    He has already taken the Deathly Desire poison. Let’s see how much longer he can keep his cool!


    Just as Abel and Adrien were talking, a few other wealthy young men approached.


    They were all devout fans of Abel.


    After all, Abel was the only one in Struyria who was able to lead a massive organization like the Ryker


    Group, and at such a young age no less.


    The parents of these young men would always make Abel out to be the perfect role model when talking


    to them.


    “Mr. Abel!”


    “Mr. Abel!”


    Many of them raised their sses and chatted with Abel.


    While the men were talking, Emmeline and Lizbeth couldn’t help feeling a little left out.


    Lizbeth grabbed Emmeline’s hand and said, “Let’s get some dessert over there.”


    Emmeline slowly followed behind her.


    As they found themselves a table, Lizbeth helped Emmeline to a chair, then ced a few tiny pastries


    in front of her.


    She pulled Emmeline’s hand and ced it near the dishes.


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    “This is a macaron, that one’s a canele, and that’s an apple crumble.”


    Enuneline softly touched them and nodded. These were all her favorite desserts.


    “What fruits would you like? I’ll get them for you.”


    Emmeline smiled, “It’s okay, we can take the fruitster. I want to savor the desserts for now,”


    “Then you should try the canele first,” Lizbeth grabbed a piece and ced it up to Emmeline’s mouth.


    “Don’t worry, I’ve already washed my hands.”


    Emmeline smiled then opened her mouth and let Lizbeth feed her.


    After a few bites, she praised, “Yum, it’s so soft and sticky.”


    Lizbeth took another piece and said. “If you like it, then you should have one more.”


    Emmeline said, “I can do it myself. You should eat too.”


    Lizbeth watched as Emmeline deftly picked up another piece and put it in her own mouth. She then


    decided to eat the piece she was already holding onto.


    Lizbeth cheered. “It’s really good.”


    Emmeline picked up an apple crumble this time and said, “Actually, I make desserts like these too quite


    often. But having sampled the ones today, I can tell the pastry chef did an amazing job.”


    “Do you like these pastries, Emma?”


    Adam suddenly showed up out of nowhere.


    He stood behind Emmeline with a ss of red wine.


    “If you like it so much. I’ll send the pastry chef over to the Precipice to make them for you everyday.”


    Emmeline could tell by the voice that it was Adam. She stood up and said courteously, “Adam, happy


    birthday.”


    Adam said. “Thank you, Emma. Where’s Abel? Why isn’t he with you?”


    Emmeline replied, “He’s busy talking with some of the other guests. We got you a gift and we hope


    you’ll like it.”


    Adam smiled, “I’m happy just to see you all here. There’s no need for gifts between family.”


    Emmeline smiled politely. “That wouldn’t do. Abel has prepared this gift for you for a long time. It’s very


    important to him.”


    Adam smiled, “Then give Abel my thanks.” He then leaned forward and acted shocked as he asked,


    “Emma, what’s wrong with your eyes?”


    Emmeline nodded, “Oh, this is just a small injury.”


    Adam was showing the utmost ‘concern’ as he said, “This is no small injury. Did Abel not take you to


    the doctor’s? If he’s not treating you right, I can take you to the doctor in his ce. I know a very good


    ophthalmologist


    Emmeline interjected. Thank you, Adam. Abel is already looking for someone who can treat me.


    However, this injury will take time to heal. We can’t rush the treatment.”


    Adam now knew that Waylon was already on the matter, so he nodded, “Very well. It’s best to take


    things slow.”


    Meanwhile, Adrien was waving at Lizbeth, wanting to introduce to her some new friends.


    As such, Lizbeth got up from her seat and left.


    “What else would you like to eat, Emma?” Adam asked in a caring manner.