Love Unspoken

Chapter 1058

Chapter 1058

He couldn't help but blurt out, "Abigail, have your tastes changed or something?"

Abigail was caught off guard for a sec. She shot a look at Oliver. "Nah, not really. But if it were Quinn, I might just switch teams."

Oliver cut in, "Whoa, hold up. Don't say stuff like that. If Dad hears, you're toast."

Abigail chuckled. "Relax, I'm just messing around."

As they kept chatting, Abigail's fear from the movie theater faded, and she started thinking about Quinn.

After that whole thing, Abigail did chill out a bit. She stopped bugging Alexander.

Not many folks knew about Quinn's death, and Orion was still in the dark 'cause no one had clued him in. He was too wrapped up in his own guilt to reach out. Six months later...

The year was winding down. Amber Bay was back to its usual misty rain. The sky stayed gloomy all day, with a light drizzle hanging in the air.

In the hospital, Getty sat in front of the mirror, touching her cheek.

She looked at herself and smiled. The plastic surgery was pretty decent, bringing back about sixty percent of her old look.

was even smiling;

for so long, she was

rocks. Even a face this messed up can get

thing she did after ditching the bandages was head straight

was like everyone had forgotten her. No one even gave her a

obvious, and she

straight to Alexander's office, calling out

lounging on the couch, feet kicked up on the coffee table, looking like

looking all eager. "Look, I did

Alexander said coolly, then

story? Make sure you're on Ñe5s.org to catch every twist and turn. The

his arm. "So now you can

newspaper and turned

at him,

feet down and

folder. "Mr. Kennedy, here are the papers you

casually tossed it to Getty. "Sign

It was

and read it carefully. Alexander was actually giving her

what the heck does this mean?" she

pockets, looking down at her like he didn't care. "I told you before, if you want the Kennedy Group, it's yours. Sign it, and it's all