Ambush of the Quadruplets

Chapter 1488 Secret

The three of them arrived at the hospital director’s office, where Brandon’s father, Tobias Wyatt, was

receiving guests.

He was a middle–aged man in his fifties, bearing some resemblance to Brandon.

After waiting for a few minutes in the side hall, Tobias bid farewell to the guests and approached Abel

and Emmeline.

When Tobias saw Abel, his expression momentarily froze. He reached out his hand to shake hands but Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

forgot to speak.

Confused, Abel asked, “Mr. Tobias, are you…”

Tobias quickly replied, “Indeed, a talented young man with a remarkable presence.”

Abel politely smiled and responded, “Mr. Tobias, you flatter me.”

Tobias exchanged a few words with Emmeline and then examined her pulse, stating, “Let the girl stay

here for treatment. Within thirty days, she should be cured.”

Thank you, Mr. Tobias,” Abel exclaimed with joy. “Emma is in your hands now. If there’s anything Abel

can do to repay you, please don’t hesitate to ask!”

Tobias smiled and said. “You are a close friend of Brandon, so naturally, you are my honored guest as

well. There’s no need to talk about repaying. If you really want to show your gratitude, then I would

appreciate it if you could share a story with me.”

Tell a story?

Both Emmeline and Abel were surprised. What kind of request is this?

“Mr. Tobias…” Abel asked suspiciously, “I’m not sure… What kind of story would you like to hear?”

“Oliver the Jade King, Tobias uttered a few words. “What happened between you and Oliver?”

Abel furrowed his brows and replied, “Mr. Tobias, I already told Brandon this story last time, and I’m

sure he has told you about it!”

“That’s correct,” Tobias pondered for a moment. “But I’m waiting for the continuation.”

“Mr. Tobias, are you trying to get to the bottom of this?” Abel’s lips curled with a hint of coldness.

“Abel, don’t misunderstand.” Brandon hurriedly interjected. “My father doesn’t have any ulterior

motives. He just wants to know the whereabouts of Master Ryker.”

“I don’t know the whereabouts of Oliver the Jade King,” Abel replied impatiently. “I only had a brief

encounter with him.”

“You are the last person who had contact with him,” Tobias said. “I want to gather some clues from you,

especially since you defeated him.”

“That was just a coincidence, Abel said. “I don’t understand the Art of Jade!”

“Abel is our master’s most beloved disciple, Tobias said. ‘His accomplishments in both the Art of Jade

and esoteric medicine surpass mine, and he possesses a set of needling techniques inherited from our

father, which have the power to revive the dead. If he disappears, this set of needling techniques will be

lost, so I must find him.”

Abel lowered his brows, his expression filled with doubt.

“Abel, Brandon asked. “Is there a hidden secret in all of this?‘

Abel shook his head. “There are some things I prefer not to mention.”

Tobias said, “If Abel trusts me, then stay here and let the two of us have a good chat.”

Abel nodded. For the sake of Emmeline’s well–being, he could only agree to Tobias‘ request.

Tobias arranged a dinner at home, and another man in his thirties joined them.

Brandon introduced him as Tobias capable assistant, named Roland Harding.

When Roland first saw Abel, just like Tobias, he was stunned. It was as if Abel was someone he was

extremely familiar with.

Abel pondered in his heart. Judging from their expressions, it’s as if they know me. But how is that

possible?

As the dishes were served, Roland poured the wine.

“Drink as you please. Tobias raised his glass and gestured for Abel to join. “Let’s focus on storytelling!”

“Alright.” Abel also raised his glass. “First, I’ll toast to Mr. Tobias!”

Roland spoke up, “Mr. Ryker, you resemble someone whom I know very much. It startled me just now.”

Tobias nodded thoughtfully. “Indeed. I almost mistook him as well.”

Brandon asked, “Dad, Roland, who are you talking about?”

Tobias said. “You haven’t met him.”

“Then, who is he exactly?”

“Oliver Ryker,” Roland said. “He is also my master.”

“Oliver Ryker?” Abel was taken aback. “I resemble him?”

“Did you never see his true appearance back then?” Tobias asked.