"Oh my stars, quadruplets, and each one as handsome as the next! I''m green with envy. No wonder my husband has been on our son''s case to give us a grandchild! I want a grandson too!"


    "But I heard that aside from Elijah, the other three were raised by Elysia. Just an ordinary woman, how did she manage to raise such well-mannered kids?"


    "Fair''s fair, when ites to raising kids, Elysia''s got a magic touch!"


    The Bradford family bristled at this, frowning in disapproval,


    "They got lucky inheriting the Bradford family genes for their good looks. What''s that got to do with Elysia?"


    The otherdies fell silent, each thinking to themselves:


    The Bradfords have plenty of descendants, and not all are raised that well!


    Elysia, her heart and eyes full of her children, didn''t catch the murmurings of the crowd as she hurried over to them.


    Evan and Emmett rushed to greet her, diving into Elysia''s embrace, "Mommy!"


    Elysia crouched to hug Evan and Emmett, then looked worriedly at Elliot and Elijah, "Are you all okay? No injuries?" "We''re fine, really."


    If they didn''t want toe, Gideon''s goons wouldn''t have had a chance to bring them here!


    Not to mention the bodyguards arranged by Tarquin were on lookout at the hospital, and just Evan alone, they couldn''t handle.


    The kids had ns today; had Gideon''s people not brought them, they''d havee on their own initiative.


    Elysia, eyes reddening, looked each of them over to confirm none were harmed. Only then did she rx, but couldn''t help asking, "Why are you dressed like this?"


    Evan responded, "Today''s a big day, big bro said we should dress up. Emmett picked out the outfits. Do we look good?"


    "Handsome!" Elysia gently replied to Evan, then inquired, "What''s the big day today?"


    Evan teased, "You''ll see soon, Mommy."


    Before Elysia could probe further, a high societydy suddenly jumped in, feigning ignorance,


    "Tarquin, is this your wife Daphne? She''s quite the looker! And these children, each one so well-bred! Tarquin, you''ve really outdone yourself, not only having kids but quadruplets at that."


    Mrs. Miller, close to Allegra, spoke with a hidden agenda, deliberately stirring the pot.


    Elysia, taken aback, "?!?"


    Tarquin? Wife? Daphne?


    She turned to Mrs. Miller, then to Tarquin,


    "What is she talking about?"


    Tarquin looked down, his brows furrowed, his expressionplex.


    Just as he was about to speak, Mrs. Miller, overflowing with enthusiasm, helped Elysia up, saying,


    "You''ve really hit the jackpot. Tarquin is everyone''s dream husband: handsome, fit, and wealthy. You must have done something incredible in your past life to be this lucky in this one. And such a lovely name too, Daphne... Daphne in bloom."


    Elysia frowned, "I''m not Daphne, I''m Elysia."


    "Ah?!" Mrs. Miller feigned shock, "You''re not Daphne?! But I heard Tarquin''s wife was named Daphne! Tarquin, if she''s not your wife, then who is she?"


    Clearly implying, if not the wife, then the mistress.


    Tarquin''s face turned stormy, his re at Mrs. Miller could freeze hell over!


    Mrs. Miller quickly shut up, apologizing to Elysia with, "Sorry, my mistake."


    And with that, she beat a hasty retreat, not before shooting the Bradfords a knowing look.


    Tarquin, ignoring her for the moment, focused on Elysia, "Elysia..."


    "What... what''s your real name?" Elysia asked, breathless.


    Tarquin swallowed hard before admitting, "Tarquin, my name is Tarquin."