Love Unspoken

The man cast a nervous glance at Alexander, who returned his gaze with an inscrutable smile playing on his lips.

"Ms. Xavier, everything has been taken care of," the man reported.

"Has Alexander died too?" came the response.

The man's face drained of color, cold sweat beading on his forehead. He struggled to maintain his composure as he replied, "Yes, they are all dead. Getty is dead, and Alexander is dead too. What should we do now?" "Hide at the designated location we agreed upon earlier," came the terse instruction.

"Yes..." His affirmation was cut short by the distant wail of sirens piercing through the jungle's silence. The sound, transmitted through the phone, reached Xavier's ears. He demanded, "What's that sound!"

Alexander took the phone from the man's trembling hand and said, "Brother-in-law, it's the sound of police cars."

Upon hearing Alexander's voice, Xavier froze on the spot, dumbstruck. The phone slipped from his hand and crashed to the ground, shattering into pieces.

the call remained connected, and Alexander's voice echoed ominously, "Brother-in-law, you need to hide quickly, otherwise, you

click, Alexander ended the call, and the recording was saved. Back at his home, Xavier collapsed weakly onto the sofa.

But this time, he had spilled all his

him. How foolish he had been... They were actually working together! He had been

box and laughed. It was empty. He turned to Alexander, "Chairman, did you

shot him a glance. "Do I look

merely smiled and

their destination, Alexander instructed Walter before exiting the car, "Take

"Chairman, did you really fall

shut, effectively cutting off his words. He strode

sitting by the stairs, their faces etched with exhaustion. At the sound of approaching footsteps, they woke up, stood up