Love Unspoken

Alexander had never paid Quinn much heed. In his eyes, his care for her was nothing more than the fulfillment of a promise he'd made to Ulysses, a pledge to look after a hapless fool.

Having her around was merely an additional mouth to feed, a non-threatening presence in their midst.

However, the situation took a turn when Kaitlyn decided to punish Quinn. Suddenly, she found herself questioning the simplicity of the situation. What had she missed? How could her son neglect her welfare for the sake of that fool? Confounded and unable to make sense of it all, Kaitlyn found herself believing that the only way to quell the growing resentment in her heart was to make Quinn disappear.

Upon overhearing this, Freya's eyes sparkled with anticipation, eagerly fanning the flames of discord. "Mom, I warned you that that fool is not as simple as she seems. She went to the company to seduce Walter, and you didn't believe me. Do you now?"

Kaitlyn's gaze flickered with contemplation, but she remained silent.

Upon entering the villa, Alexander was immediately greeted by the butler, his face alight with joy. "Alexander, you've returned?"

"Where are they?" Alexander inquired.

The butler's smile faltered. He had assumed Alexander had come to visit Quinn, but his first question was about the other two. Could he possibly care less about his mother's well-being?

The butler began hesitantly, "They're still kneeling out back. Quinn fainted this afternoon, and the place was in chaos. No one has dealt with them yet."

"Quinn has just woken up. You should go see her; otherwise, she'll be truly heartbroken," he added, hoping to stir some compassion in Alexander.

all Alexander responded

Blake quickly spread

on her bed, appearing as if she were on death's door, her vacant, tear-filled

here. Please, try to reason with Mother. If something were to happen

Alexander observed

tension, Freya tactfully excused

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"What are you doing here? I'm not dead yet. It's a bit early

chair beside her, crossing one leg over

remained quiet, Kaitlyn finally

precious dummy. I don't need your

Alexander broke his silence. "Isn't it

paused, confused. "What do you

on this act. Aren't you tired of

have no conscience? I am your mother! Can you stand there and accuse me of

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