Love Unspoken

Alexander's gaze was fixed on the screen of his phone, his attention so engrossed that Getty couldn't help but peer over his shoulder. Her curiosity, however, quickly turned to shock as she took in the images displayed on the screen.

He wasn't engrossed in some random activity, he was scrolling through Instagram. The social media platform had been abuzz with information about their relationship in recent days.

Mr. Cox, with his massive following of over 20 million fans, was at the center of it all. His fans, driven by their fervor, had come to the conclusion that Getty had seduced him.

Consequently, they had taken to Alexander's Instagram, leaving comments and hurling accusations at Getty. This onslaught had given Alexander a glimpse into the true character of this woman they were vilifying.

One particular statement had stirred up a wave of jealousy among the masses.

Getty, a woman who had allegedly seduced men far and wide, had no significant background or identity. She had only managed to step into the entertainment industry due to Alexander's influence. Yet, she was accused of betraying Alexander, even as he stood by her side.

It was a common belief that if someone was significantly superior to you, you would envy them. However, if they were only slightly better, you might become jealous.

Getty fell into the first category. Apart from her beauty, she had nothing. Yet, she had managed to win Alexander's favor, leading many to believe they could do the same. So why was it Getty, they wondered?

"Why are you still looking at this?" Alexander asked, tucking his phone away and turning to Getty. "Have you made your decision?"

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packaged the wet clothes Getty had changed out of, and handed them to her with a respectful nod. A hint

a stir, and anyone who frequented the internet would have been aware of it. Seeing Alexander and Getty in person evoked a different feeling

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to a spot outside where the flash of a paparazzi camera had caught his eye. He didn't immediately

be photographed by the paparazzi. She wanted to show that her relationship with Alexander was still strong, and they hadn't fallen out due to

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considered her words, his hand coming to rest on Getty's waist as a smile tugged at his

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several cars trailed behind them. He glanced at the rearview mirror, a smirk playing on his lips as he calmly returned his gaze to the road

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