Love Unspoken

Abigail sneered, "What could he have done? He's chillin', handed the company over to Getty, and went off to have a blast. I just didn't expect him to find you." Quinn, totally floored, asked, "He handed the company over to Getty?"

Abigail scoffed, "Yeah, that jerk, always acting all lovey-dovey and desperate. Everyone thought he was head over heels for you, but he just handed the whole company to Getty. Now the Kennedy Group's almost bankrupt, and you didn't even know?"

Quinn pressed her lips together and stayed quiet.

She had no clue. She never paid attention to the Kennedy Group or any news about the Kennedy family.

He actually gave the company to Getty, still as generous as ever to Getty. So why did he come here?

There was a long silence on the phone before Abigail spoke again, "Quinn, what's up? You haven't forgiven him and gotten back together with him, have you?" "No."

Hearing this, Abigail let out a sigh of relief. "Good, don't ever get back with that jerk."

"I won't," Quinn replied.

"Isn't living solo just fine for you?" Abigail asked.

Quinn held the phone and smiled. The sunlight on her body felt kinda warm.

was acting weird. How so?" Abigail

moment before replying, "I can't really put my finger

felt no shame in playing the victim to gain sympathy, far from the proud, arrogant, and self-respecting Alexander of

what he just

"What?" Abigail asked.

conversation earlier to Abigail. Abigail stayed quiet

coming, didn't he? Did he really say that? It's too funny," Abigail

him up at the museum entrance. He's so fierce, he'd be great at guarding the door." Back at the

for several

the sofa, resting his head and pretending to nap. The

her steps, trying to sneak upstairs. However, after just a few steps, Walter's

to look. Walter had opened his

dried blood on her

understood everything. He was

badly hurt?"

her waist, which Alexander had gotten on her last night. "Don't you already know how badly he's hurt?" Quinn

sneered, "Are

asked first," Quinn shot