Love Unspoken

Walter casually checked the receipts without even lifting his head as he replied to his subordinate, "Maybe."

"These are the bad accounts Leon left behind. This has never happened before. How come they're all short by a few cents? My eyes are going blind," the employee grumbled. Walter stayed calm, barely reacting.

Meanwhile, in the chairman's office, Kyle and Alexander were deep in conversation.

"Landon met up with Stanley. No clue what they talked about," Kyle said.

Alexander paused his file review, looked up, and asked, "When?"

"Seems like it was the day before yesterday. Want me to contact Stanley?" Kyle offered.

Alexander thought for a moment before replying, "No need. If he's smart, he'll know what to say and what not to say."

"Got it," Kyle nodded, thinking, 'If Stanley betrays us, he'll only screw himself over.'

Kyle then asked, "Mr. Smith seems pretty chill. Is his workload too light?"

Alexander raised an eyebrow. "Is that so?"

"Yeah."

expected Walter to be swamped and complaining, but instead, he found Walter

smirked slightly, leaning back on the sofa.

Kyle said happily. Making Walter's

and Ms. Morgan's condition has stabilized," Kyle

"Good to know."

reported a few more key updates before leaving Alexander's

screen, which

to paint, and

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paint, and her clothes were a mess of

in hand,

streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting a warm glow around her. In the light, she looked almost ethereal, like a fairy who might

serious demeanor, her work looked like scribbles. Abigail couldn't make out what she was drawing

confidence and prompting her to paint two

and the light outside turned a golden hue, casting a healthier

from her, looking at Quinn with a somewhat dazed

as

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leaned in and could barely make out