Love Unspoken

Alexander regarded him with a steady gaze. "Is Dad aware?" he asked.

"If you have not received a call, it's likely he remains uninformed. However, that will change shortly," came the reply.

Unfazed, Alexander nodded. "Understood. You may return to your duties."

Walter hesitated, a question lingering on his lips. "Alexander, do you believe Freya's proposal holds any merit?"

His query was a thinly veiled attempt to gauge Alexander's intentions, a futile endeavor. Despite his best efforts, Walter found himself unable to decipher the true motives behind Alexander's impassive facade. Any rash action taken without a full understanding of the situation could easily ensnare him in one of Alexander's carefully laid traps.

A half-smile tugged at the corners of Alexander's mouth as he regarded Walter. "Walter, you're an intelligent man. Shouldn't you be able to discern the usefulness of her suggestion?"

Walter fell into a silence.

Alexander's words held a weighty significance as he spoke again. "You're overly anxious, brother-in-law."

His anxiety was telling.

chuckle escaped Walter. "Indeed, I suppose I'm just rattled after creating

I'll take my leave

Walter had departed, the smile on Alexander's face faded. He

becoming the topic of every conversation. Even Quinn's phone buzzed with a push notification alerting her to the situation. Upon opening the alert, she was greeted by the plummeting stock chart of Land Enterprises. In just half a

left perplexed, unable to comprehend what could have led to such

quickly shut down her computer and made her way to the elevator. Alexander was already waiting in his car, the headlights

a phone call, Alexander spared her a brief glance before continuing his conversation, skillfully

bide our time for a few more days," he said into the

help but turn to look

call, his attention never wavering from the conversation. "We'll wait until it dips below the twenty-day moving average. That's when we'll swoop in and acquire the remaining shares." The voice on the other end expressed concern. "Isn't that a bit risky?

wouldn't that be ideal? He can clean up the mess he's made with his own money,

manages to corner

other end of the line. "You're always