Love Unspoken

Abigail's voice was urgent. "Oliver, it's not about that. I've been trying to reach Quinn, and she's not answering. Can you call Alexander and check on her?" Oliver, already irritated, snapped back. "You're in enough trouble already, and now you're worried about someone else? Don't you want to get out?" Abigail was resolute. "I don't care about getting out. Just make sure Quinn's safe.."

Oliver paused, realizing the seriousness. Quinn was pregnant, and if Alexander had done something, it could push her over the edge.

"I'll call and ask around. Don't worry too much. Alexander might not cherish Quinn, but they grew up together. He wouldn't let anything happen to her."

Abigail scoffed. "Give me a break. That guy has no heart. How much do you think he actually cares?"

She was right. Alexander was heartless. If he truly loved Getty, he would have divorced Quinn and married her by now. Yet he kept Quinn around while entangling with other women.

"Okay, I'll ask," Oliver finally replied, cutting her off before hanging up. Then, he dialed Alexander's number.

Alexander picked up this time, leaving Oliver unsure of how to broach the subject.

"What's this about?"

touch of unease, "Abigail can't reach Quinn and is

for a couple of seconds before Alexander's mocking voice floated through, "Well, has the

Alexander. Cut it out. Abigail and Quinn are

"Oliver, Abigail's your sister. I don't know her well, but I find it hard to believe you don't either. You'd better keep an eye on her. Don't

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this way. It all started two years ago when a match was forced upon her. In a fit

she returned, her long hair was cut short. She dressed in a boyish fashion, and

men gave her a

the years, Abigail's antics grew more rebellious-street racing, bar-hopping, motorcycle riding. Even he

although the recent events had

who was traveling on a business trip. Their father had

please check in on her house?"

was taken aback. "Are