Love Unspoken

"And don't you dislike children as well? Last year, you agreed too," Freya said.

Alexander suddenly let out a laugh.

Alexander scoffed, "You all are really something."

With an ambiguous tone, Alexander finished his sentence, then mercilessly hung up the phone and got up to leave. Freya watched his back with a sudden panic in her heart. "Alexander..."

Without turning his head, Alexander left the prison.

Freya stared blankly at Alexander until his figure disappeared from her sight, then she weakly lowered her hand.

The car was parked under the shade of a tree by the roadside. Quinn was pushing Peanut back and forth on the sidewalk, and Peanut was laughing loudly in the stroller. Kyle was smoking nearby, unable to understand what was so fun about running back and forth.

Alexander did not hurry over. He lit a cigarette and quietly smoked on the side.

Quinn hadn't run for more than a few minutes before she was exhausted and had to stop to rest.

She was panting, too exhausted to do anything but slump to the ground. Her heart was pounding rapidly, and she even felt a bit dizzy.

Peanut, seeing that they had stopped, started calling out from the stroller as if to urge Quinn to continue the game.

too tired to run anymore. She fished out a small toy from

forward and asked, "Mr. Kennedy, did you find out anything?" Alexander did not answer him. Instead, he took out his phone and walked to the side

connected, and he asked, "Have you

person

looking; find him

"Yes, sir."

phone, and Kyle came up again to ask, "Mr. Kennedy, haven't you found the burned man yet?" Alexander replied, "He's not that easy to find. If he wants to hide, we might not even find

the villa. It was only after Walter went there that the person appeared, but after that appearance, he vanished without

that's the case, it means he definitely knows Walter's identity. As long as

cigarette on the ground and crushed it with

the sweat from his brow, "If only the Mellons family didn't have so many men, our investigation wouldn't be that

words, Alexander walked over

the steps without any grace, leaning on

her, and

Alexander, Quinn was

endless expanse of blue sky and white clouds behind him, and the early morning light was shining behind him, making him seem to glow. Quinn thought of the blurry figure in

for the lack of a

slender and beautiful hand towards her.