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.

voice echoed ominously, "Brother-in-law, you need to hide quickly, otherwise,

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

managed to avoid conviction before because she had never admitted to any killings in her phone conversations with the kidnapper. But this time, he had spilled all his secrets on the phone,

trusted him. How foolish he had been... They were

the car on the way back, Walter opened the silver box and laughed. It was empty. He turned to Alexander, "Chairman,

a glance.

merely smiled and

their destination, Alexander instructed Walter before

did you really fall for Getty?

door shut, effectively cutting off his words. He

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