Love Unspoken

A sudden constriction seized Quinn's heart as she registered the figure at the door. Her pulse hitched, her fingers reflexively tightening around Walter's arm.

Walter's voice was laced with faint amusement as he quipped, "Are you trying to strangle me?" Jolted back to reality, Quinn hastily released her grip and stepped away, creating a buffer of space between herself and Walter. Observing her reaction, Walter couldn't suppress a laugh, though it was tinged with irritation. "Utterly ridiculous," he muttered. Having voiced his thoughts, he lifted his gaze to the entrance where Alexander stood. "Well, if it isn't Alexander. Talk about perfect timing."Alexander, paying no heed to Quinn, sauntered over to Walter, his expression indifferent. "Not so much timing. I've been waiting for you."

A chuckle escaped Walter. "What if I hadn't shown up? Were you planning to leave her to fend for herself?" Alexander's response was a cold, silent stare. His silence was a dagger to Quinn's heart. Did he know she was here, what they were doing to her?

Quinn watched him intently, her gaze fixated on his tightly pressed lips, hoping for some explanation. But none came. The room descended into an uncomfortable silence that stretched on until Alexander finally turned and walked out without a backward glance. "Take him away," was all he said.

Quinn watched his retreating figure, her heart sinking into a directionless abyss of darkness. Shortly after, two bodyguards entered, escorting Walter out and confiscating the gun from his hand.

People come and go quickly. Quinn was left

only to be used as bait. For a long time, Quinn questioned herself, the events of the previous night, and the person who had jumped off a cliff

pain shot through her head. Clutching at her temple, Quinn slowly squatted down. Amidst the surrounding disarray,

pulled herself up using the table, and with heavy steps, walked toward

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dispersing Quinn's warmth and clearing her mind slightly."Quinn," Kyle Astor called out nearby. She turned, looking at Kyle with weary eyes. She opened her mouth to speak but then closed it without a word. "Get in the car. Alexander asked me to drive you home," Kyle motioned courteously towards the vehicle parked by the

Quinn silently slipped into the car. Kyle drove her to the Regal River Estate and walked her to the door, reminding her to lock up before

she tugged at his sleeve. Kyle paused and turned back, "Quinn, something else?" Her head