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.

still perplexed, probed further, "How's

looked at Oliver, "Since when did you start caring

confusion deepened, "Don't

already. Even if Quinn's belly wasn't showing, they should have noticed during their intimate moments, right?

his mouth shut. Judging by Alexander's reaction, it was clear he was oblivious. But Oliver

fooled. His piercing gaze

you know about her and I

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

to Abigail, and when Abigail left, she

exactly

will believe

and replied, "If you don't

and had no intention of revealing anything, regardless of

moment longer before slamming the car door shut and

as he watched Alexander walk

of Stellar Enterprises. Once a prosperous family-owned business, Stellar Enterprises