Love Unspoken

"Okay. I got it."

As soon as the call ended, Sean exhaled a sigh of relief, grateful that Alexander would not be making a personal appearance.

However, the gravity of Quinn's injury gnawed at him, a secret that might prove challenging to keep concealed. This uncertainty, whether to confide in Alexander or not, left him in a state of heightened anxiety. Eventually, the weight of the decision bore too heavily on him, and he chose to wash his hands of the matter entirely.

Meanwhile, Alexander sat in his car outside the club, a half-smoked cigarette between his fingers. He discarded it prematurely, the embers dying out on the asphalt.

The knock on the car window broke his reverie. It was Oliver.

Alexander rolled down the window, his attention now on Oliver's inquiry, "Why aren't you going in?"

Tugging at his tie in frustration, Alexander retorted, "I'm not going. You go meet Mr. Collins for me."

Caught off guard, Oliver questioned, "What's wrong with you? You seem a bit distracted."

Alexander offered no response, simply stepping out of the car.

probed further, "How's Quinn

Oliver, "Since when did you start caring

"Don't you know

if Quinn's belly wasn't showing, they should have noticed during their intimate moments, right? Or had they not been

clear he was oblivious. But Oliver had already let the cat out of

he said, but Alexander wasn't fooled. His piercing gaze sent a shiver

is there something that you know about her and I don't?" Alexander's tone was laced with a

grew complex. It was absurd that he, an outsider, knew

Abigail left, she didn't seem angry with you." Alexander replied coldly, "Is this what you

exactly it," Oliver

I will believe

and replied, "If you don't believe me,

a promise to Quinn and had no intention of revealing

slamming the car door shut and heading towards

Alexander walk away. He sighed, tugged at his

Stellar Enterprises. Once a prosperous family-owned business,