Love Unspoken

Chapter 1294

Quinn and Abigail spotted none other than Freya.

She was holding the hand of a little kid, maybe four or five years old, named Peanut. The kid's eyes were kinda blank, and he had this gnarly scar running from his face down to his neck, clearly a burn mark. Peanut clung to Freya's hand like his life depended on it, sticking close to her.

Maybe they were staring too hard, 'cause Freya looked up and saw them. The second she saw Quinn, her face changed, and she quickly pulled Peanut behind her.

Freya had done a ton of nasty stuff to Quinn before, so seeing Quinn freaked her out. She was scared Quinn might come for payback.

She had gone to Vegas earlier but didn't find Walter, so she came back.

The card Alexander gave her didn't have much cash, just a few hundred thousand bucks, and she blew most of it on the trip. She still needed to get Peanut to a doctor, and now she was almost broke.

She had no power, no influence, and a criminal record. Finding a job was nearly impossible, so she was stuck doing the crappiest work, like washing dishes or cleaning. The tiny paycheck was nowhere near enough for Peanut's medical bills. She couldn't handle Quinn's revenge now; Quinn could easily make her life even worse.

After hesitating for a bit and seeing Quinn still staring, Freya had no choice but to suck it up and walk over to Quinn with Peanut.

just stood there,

the silence, her face a mix of

replied, "When did you get

six months ago,"

Quinn said,

I'll do anything. Just please don't make things hard for Peanut. He's so

eyes did look a bit like Walter's. If they weren't so

looks kinda

face changed, thinking Quinn was mocking her,

instinctively looked at Peanut, a hint of confusion in her eyes. "How is that possible?" she asked. She couldn't

Walter,"

again, then her face lit up

paternity test before;

just felt a strong resemblance when

quite right. What's wrong with him?"