Love Unspoken

Abigail laughed derisively, fixing Ellis with a sharp gaze. "Ellis, do you really think I have nothing better to do than argue with Getty over a commercial?" A shiver ran down Ellis' spine as he realized that this was more than just a dispute over a role it was a matter of pride.

The atmosphere in the room shifted, and the change in the crowd's perception towards Getty was palpable, prompting her to react furiously.

She stood up, pointing at Abigail, "Are you out of your mind? Is Quinn your mother or something? Why are you so fiercely defending her? What do you gain by targeting me?"

"Because I choose to! If her own husband won't support her, who will? You think everyone's like you, chasing after any man you see, shamelessly flirting with another woman's husband, and flaunting it in front of his wife? Quinn deserves respect."

"You, you!" Getty was livid, rushing toward Abigail as if to attack her.

Thankfully, others in the room quickly intervened, holding both women back from escalating further.

Suddenly, someone announced, "Alexander is here!"

The office fell silent for a moment as all eyes turned towards the entrance. Alexander stood there, hands in his pockets, dressed in a sharp suit, displaying an air of indifference to the office drama unfolding before him.

His eyes swept across the room, pausing on Getty and Abigail before finally settling on Quinn, who lowered her eyes nervously under his scrutiny.

Seeing Alexander as a potential ally, Getty limped toward him. "Alexander, you finally made it. Abigail's always picking on me!" she exclaimed, seeking sympathy.

clearly disgusted.

with a polite gesture. "Alexander, what brings you here? Please,

and got straight to the

Abigail refuses to budge,

but Alexander cut him off

all did well with the project. I'm in for two hundred million. If the

directing his comment partially to

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Ellis was taken aback.

mean by that,

Abigail. "Exactly what I

and anger, retorted, "Alexander, your wife is right here. If you don't care about her feelings, just get a

are you to her?" he shot back, the

who I am," Abigail retorted "At least I don't stand by and let her be humiliated in front of others like

how the Vanderbilt's are raised? If you really wanted to protect her, you wouldn't have brought her here. Do you think your antics here change anything?" Abigail was left

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