Love Unspoken

Quinn stepped into the bustling conference room, a bundle of files tucked under her arm. The room was already brimming with people, the majority of the executives required for the meeting already assembled.

With a polite knock, she entered, causing a ripple of surprise to spread through the room as every head turned to look at her. 'Why the change? Wasn't it always Getty who came before?' they silently questioned. Ignoring their curious stares, Quinn kept her gaze lowered and began to distribute the documents, one by one.As she approached Alexander, he glanced up at her. His gaze was inscrutable, like a deep, dark pool threatening to swallow her whole. She avoided his eyes, placing the papers before him before moving on to the next person.

"I haven't seen you before. Are you new here?" A middle-aged man scrutinized Quinn, his eyes lingering on her. She was undeniably captivating, possessing a charm that could ensnare a man.

He was close enough to observe her flawless skin, untouched by makeup. He could almost see the fine pores on her face. The natural light pouring in from the window gave her complexion a rosy, translucent glow, as if her cheeks were so soft one could squeeze water from them.

Quinn remained silent, moving on to the next person without a word. The man was irked by Quinn's dismissive behavior, though he didn't show it. Instead, he resolved to learn more about her later. As he contemplated this, he felt a sharp gaze on him.

gaze back to its source and found himself meeting Alexander's deep, dark eyes. Alexander's face was expressionless, but the man felt as if he was being seen

quietly exited the room. No sooner had she settled at her desk than Maria dumped

these organized and make a spreadsheet," Maria ordered curtly. Their department wasn't particularly busy. They were technically 'President's Secretaries,' but their roles could just as

to accept the work without complaint, so Maria didn't bother to discuss it further. She handed off the task

chastising anyone caught slacking off. She was quick to take names and dock pay, as if it were her personal mission. The resentment towards her simmered among the staff, but no one dared to confront her. After all, she

had enjoyed. Alone in the office, Quinn began to sort through the files, keeping a careful eye on the clock. She needed to finish in time for her

asked with a chuckle. Maria smiled back, feigning amusement. "Caught me in my rare moment of downtime. If Getty hears about