Love Unspoken

With an unexpected stumble, Quinn found herself awkwardly seated on his lap, her gaze lifting to meet his impassive eyes. His finger traced the corner of her eye, his whisper a cool breeze against her skin, "Everyone has their own fate, Quinn. This has nothing to do with me."

Tears welled in Quinn's eyes as she studied his face, desperately seeking the truth in his expression. But his countenance was unreadable, a mystery she couldn't solve.

She shook her head, her hands forming a question in the air, "Why was Ariel at the hospital?"

"I told you, I don't know," he responded, his voice as flat and unaffected as his gaze. It was as if the matter held no importance to him.

Quinn's fingers clenched in frustration. She was torn between believing him and doubting his words. Ariel had seemingly relinquished any claim on Juliet.

So why had Ariel shown up at the hospital, immediately after she had settled the medical bills, and deliberately provoked Juliet? It was as if Ariel was acting out Alexander's chilling words from the previous night, "Don't ever think you'll see her again."

As she pondered this, a shiver ran down Quinn's spine. Alexander was becoming more of a stranger with each passing day. She pushed herself to her feet, only to sink back down beside him.

"Quinn, don't do anything unnecessary. It'll just backfire on

floor, her spirit deflated. Alexander rose and walked away, not once looking back. He made sure to lock the study

scrambled to her feet and tried the handle, confirming her suspicion-it was locked. She pounded on the door with balled fists, but her efforts were met with silence. Leaning against the door, she

This time, Alexander

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please sign this transfer of shares agreement. We've prepared the money," he

agreement, feigning understanding. Without Alexander's presence, she felt a wave of unease

as she read. After a few minutes, Freya picked up the pen. She hesitated at the signature line, then, with a

sign, a composed smile playing on his lips. Once she had stamped it with her personal seal, she looked

contract, noting the confirmed signature, and replied, "Soon. It's a large sum, so it won't hit your account immediately. You might need to

Alexander directly. He and I

slight relief to Freya. She had no other option but to trust Alexander