Love Unspoken

Quinn pursed her lips, excusing herself to make her way downstairs.

She navigated the winding corridors until she found the restroom, only to be met with the surprising presence of Walter, who was just finishing up. Upon noticing her, Walter hastily tore off a couple of paper towels to dry his hands, assuring her, "You can come in. I'm done."

Quinn offered a faint smile in response, nodding as she stepped inside. "The floor's kinda slippery. Watch your steps," he warned.

But before his words had fully registered, Quinn found herself sliding backward.In a frantic scramble, she reached out for something to steady herself, her hand finding Walter's arm. Reacting swiftly, Walter caught her, his hands circling her waist, pulling her into an unexpectedly intimate embrace.Quinn clung to his arm, her gaze lifting to meet his.

Walter's, causing him to momentarily falter, taken aback by the sudden warmth radiating from his grip around

but with an allure that stirred a desire to ruffle her calm exterior.It was

a pair of Serena Blake happened to walk by, exclaiming in surprise at the duo's ambiguous posture. Realizing the compromising situation they had stumbled upon, they quickly scampered off. Walter

nod, Walter turned to leave the restroom. As the door shut behind him, his

Villa spread like wildfire, and news of Quinn and Walter's restroom incident circulated rapidly. "I'm telling you, the way he looks at that dummy is so strange. I always knew there was something fishy," one

Quinn is a dummy. Even if something was going on, she wouldn't be able to say it.""Poor thing. I saw Alexander getting handsy with her just the other day." The chatter grew more heated, the servants oblivious to Freya's presence until one of them noticed her and