Love Unspoken

Chapter 1292

The Kennedy Group used to run the show all over the country, no questions asked.

But then, outta nowhere, the Mellon Group popped up about three years ago. They kept things on the down-low, so only a few folks knew how strong they really were.

Alexander was the backbone of the Mellon Group these past three years. Sure, Kyle was the face of the company, handling the day-to-day, but Alexander was the one calling the shots.

Now, to keep things from blowing up internally, it was best if not too many people know Alexander had gone MIA. If word got out that Quinn was running the show, it could stir up a whole lotta drama. After hearing Kyle's rundown, Quinn got how serious things were.

She never really saw the Mellon Group as hers. Three years ago, she thought Alexander handed it to her just to mess with her.

But, surprise, surprise, he'd been building up the Mellon Group quietly, without even holding any shares.

If he wanted to make a big comeback, he could've put it in his name when Quinn was off the grid for two years, but he didn't. He even handed over his own assets to her. Now, even if he was not dead, he was broke.

Quinn pressed her lips together, deep in thought. "Got it."

She'd protect the Mellon Group just like Alexander did and wait for him to come back.

secret sigh of relief. Like Abigail, he was worried Quinn might

Group, it was Alexander's blood, sweat, and tears. If both of them went down, Kyle knew he

wife, while he was just an assistant, a nobody in

to following Alexander's lead and felt shaky about making calls

scenario, and if he couldn't handle it, he wouldn't have started in

rest. I'll send over the docs later. Let me know

at the asset confirmation agreement on the table for what

behind her, looking at Quinn's lonely figure on the couch, feeling a weird sense of déjà

had just left, Alexander

night, Quinn couldn't catch a

haywire. She ended up turning on the TV and saw her fave cartoon

Abigail showed up, she saw Quinn glued to the TV and asked, all surprised. "Quinn, did you

turned to look at her, the dark circles

and plopped down next to her. "What are you doing? Binging cartoons

sleep," Quinn

rest. Your body's