Love Unspoken

"Or you can pick it up yourself," the maid suggested.

Quinn remained silent, her gaze fixed on the untouched food.

The maid, with a disdainful look, grabbed a wooden board to seal the window and then left the room.

As soon as the noise outside subsided, Quinn reached out and pushed the board.

The maid had hurriedly left without properly securing it, so Quinn managed to create a small gap. However, the dirt on the other side prevented her from opening it any further.

She could only push through the narrow slit between the fingers as the beam of white light cascaded onto her face.

She could only see a small patch of grass and some scattered mud. Quinn stood there, basking in the faint light that seeped through the gap.

She didn't bother with the food on the floor, her attention solely on the sliver of light. She waited, watching as the sunlight gradually faded, leaving the world in darkness once more.

Meanwhile, Alexander had spent the entire day searching for Quinn in Amber Bay, but she seemed to have vanished into thin air.

It started raining again.

was fake, and the person behind this is experienced. They managed to evade the surveillance, but we lost track of them. It's going to be difficult to find any leads." Kyle paused for a moment, and

the computer screen, his hair still damp and disheveled, suddenly stood

taken aback and was about to say something,

briefly, then hastened

rushed into the rain, his clothes

his car and drove

not elsewhere but directly to the Kennedy

Share the joy of

crying

maid approached Kaitlyn and whispered, "Ms.Kaitlyn, Alexander is

turning into a cold sneer. "Is he back

to the nanny and poured herself a cup of tea,

chill that seemed to lower the temperature in the room. He walked up to

irritated look. "Where is who? You come

he asked again,

know where she is? Your sister is still in prison. Why aren't you this worried