Love Unspoken

Landon's face turned slightly ugly when he heard this. But it quickly returned to normal.

Landon said, "I will definitely work hard for the Kennedy Group."

Sean quickly pulled a chair and placed it behind Alexander. Alexander sat back casually and observed the bandages wrapped around Landon. Alexander feigned surprise and asked, "Mr. Kennedy, what happened? Did something bite you?"

Landon also pretended to be ignorant. "Maybe it was a water snake. It was too dark, and I couldn't see clearly."

Alexander said, "It's lucky to survive without seeing clearly. You are really fortunate."

Landon said, "Thank you, Mr. Kennedy. I hope you said the same."

The two chatted casually as if nothing had happened, leaving Wayne standing awkwardly on the side for no reason.

Landon didn't expect this person to come directly to him. Now, his appearance was laid bare in front of Alexander, like meat on a cutting board.

Trying every means to harm others first, but ending up being laughed at by others.

Being embarrassed was secondary. The true fear was that if Alexander learned about Landon's current situation, he might be scheming something behind the scenes.

Moreover, there was no movement on what Getty had placed on him. It had most likely been discovered.

"Alexander, since you are here to see Mr. Kennedy, I will

slightly,

then turned and walked out. His face suddenly fell after he left

looked at the bodyguard at the door. The latter

"Come with me."

the bodyguards. Wayne must have something to

to follow Wayne to

"What did I

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hesitantly said, "But, Mr.

doesn't matter anymore!" Wayne sneered. "I didn't know

in his heart. They were clearly all part of the same family, but it seemed like it didn't matter who they followed. He had no desire to seek out

to him as the other Mr.

him, his face

could only leave

to an afternoon tea restaurant. Most restaurants were closed at this time, so they could only have some afternoon

of coffee, pizza, fried chicken wings, and other snacks, which happened to be Quinn's favorite foods. Quinn held the coffee in one hand and wore disposable gloves on the other, devouring chicken wings. "Slow down. no one is going to snatch it from you." Orion picked up a napkin to wipe

at Orion, puffed out her cheeks,