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.

perplexed, probed further, "How's Quinn

tilted his head and looked at Oliver, "Since when did you

"Don't you

calculated the time in his mind. It had been two or three months already. Even if Quinn's belly wasn't showing, they should have noticed during their intimate moments, right? Or had they not been intimate until

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

fooled. His piercing gaze sent a shiver down Oliver's

and I don't?" Alexander's tone was laced with

outsider, knew something that

then spoke, "It's about Abigail. She was so close to Abigail, and when Abigail left, she didn't seem angry with you." Alexander replied

exactly it,"

I will believe

you don't believe me, then

promise to Quinn and had no intention

slamming the car door

Alexander walk away. He sighed,

Chandler's cousin, an executive of Stellar Enterprises. Once a prosperous family-owned business, Stellar Enterprises had