Love Unspoken

"Mr. Smith, a little narcissism is fine, but too much is a problem," Alexander said this casually, walked past Walter, and headed straight into the villa.

Walter watched his back, the smile fading from his face.

Inside, Alexander didn't see Quinn, but the sofa was a mess, littered with crumpled paper.

"Where's Quinn?" Alexander asked.

Olivia quickly answered, "She's upstairs, playing with Ms. Vanderbilt."

Alexander thought for a moment, then went upstairs. Before he even reached the bedroom, he heard Quinn's laughter.

He paused, then pushed the door open.

Inside, Quinn and Abigail were playing a game they found online. Quinn, blindfolded, was trying to catch Abigail, who stepped on toys, making noise to guide her. Despite not catching Abigail all afternoon, Quinn was having a blast. "Abigail, stop running! I know where you are!" Quinn said, feeling her way toward Abigail.

Abigail quietly moved away but accidentally stepped on a toy, making a sharp noise.

Quinn burst into laughter, teasing, "Abigail, you're so clumsy!"

respond,

with a long coat, stood there

unaware of his presence, reached out, touched the

you, Abigail! Now it's your

see she was clinging

and she looked up to see Alexander's

you?" Quinn let

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at Abigail. "You

But knowing the consequences would mean she might never see Quinn again, she

from her foot, tossed it aside, and

you going home?" Quinn held

go home, Oliver will scold me," Abigail said

her go but looked

and walked out. As she passed Alexander, she glanced

constantly reminded herself not to provoke him, or he might not let her

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