Love Unspoken

Ellis was sharp enough to recognize that if Abigail knew both Getty and Alexander, she likely hailed from a similar elite background.

The offer of thirty million was probably within her means. Abigail pulled Quinn into a seat next to her, crossed her legs confidently, and declared, "You guys talk about what you want. If thirty million isn't enough, I can add more." For the first time, Ellis found himself overwhelmed by someone's eagerness to spend money.

Getty interjected, "I'll match whatever she pays. You're not the only one here with money."

Abigail looked at her with disdain. "You may have money, but is it really yours?"

"And is your money truly yours?" Getty snapped back.

"At least it belongs to my family, the Vanderbilts. I have my share, regardless of what I do. What about you?"

"You..." Getty was at a loss for words.

Ellis, attempting to quell the rising tension, raised his hand. "Ladies, please, let me just call Alexander."

Put it on speaker. We all want to hear this!" Abigail insisted, eager to see whether Alexander would indeed side

have Alexander's number,

it became apparent that the issue was

in the same role. What's your preference?"

eyes on some documents, didn't even look up. "Give it

"Uh...?" the assistant hesitated.

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lifted his gaze sharply. " Didn't you hear

"It's just that Quinn-"

Is that clear?" Alexander cut

his head, "Understood,

the phone, she looked at

I got a response

tell from his embarrassed expression what the decision was. "It's for her, isn't it? Ellis, it seems you favor Alexander's decisions. Doesn't the