Love Unspoken

As he had expected, the bedroom was empty, with no sign of Quinn.

Ms. Miller and Ms. Moore trailed with trepidation, the imposing figure of the man leading them casting a shadow of fear over their hearts. Alexander pivoted, his icy gaze piercing the two women. "Where has she gone?" he demanded.

Ms. Miller, torn between loyalty and fear, responded, "If we had any idea of Quinn's whereabouts, we would have... located her by now." His countenance darkened at her words, silencing Ms. Miller instantly.

"What exactly do I hire you for?" Alexander retorted coldly, dismissing them with a wave of his hand. He then strode towards the study.

Upon activating the surveillance footage, he witnessed Quinn's hurried exit, her anxious vigil by the roadside for twenty minutes, and her eventual departure in a car. He immediately dialed Kyle's number. The news of Quinn's disappearance sent a wave of panic through Kyle. Who could have taken her this time?

Having relayed his instructions, Alexander took to the streets, his eyes scanning for any trace of her.

As he was departing, he crossed paths with Soren, who was rushing towards him, a box of medicine clutched in his hands.

Finding his way blocked by Alexander's car at the entrance, Soren paused momentarily before swiftly sidestepping to greet Alexander. "Alexander, I came to prepare some medicine for Quinn." Alexander cast him a brief, slightly irritated glance. "She's missing."

widened in surprise.

made Soren realize the absurdity of his question. If Alexander knew where she was, she wouldn't be missing,

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Alexander started the car and sped off, leaving Soren behind in

her eyes, her gaze falling on the iron bars. The wooden planks that had previously blocked the light had been moved, allowing

her hand, Quinn squinted through the gaps between her

the door and rapped on the iron gate. "Quinn,

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off the ground, leaning against the wall for support as she made her way to the door. She lifted her

emerging into the light made the