"What are we going to do about my position then?"
"What position?" Marcel didn't understand what she was talking about.
Adele sighed, the both of them didn't fully understand what was at stake here. She didn't blame them though, they were men, what were they supposed to know about pregnancy? She didn't know about her own child, no, children until today. It was going to take Adele time as well to adjust to the reality of having quadruplets. While pregnancy was a gift to many, this one seemed like a curse to her.
She explained to them, "I can not do hard labor with this pregnancy, meaning I can't be your underboss. Not to mention that it's only a matter till my baby bumps become apparent and people begin to suspect me."
"Damn it!" Marcel cursed, running his hand through his hair and disheveling it. "I didn't think about that part," He said, frustrated.
