Love Unspoken

Chapter 1308

In the last twenty years, Freya never thought just staying alive could be such a pain.

Barely six months out of the slammer, she was already fed up with the world's cold shoulder and fake warmth.

Freya glanced at Peanut, and tears started streaming down her face.

She wiped her tears with her sleeve, then cleaned the oil stains off Peanut's mouth, muttering to herself, "Don't worry. I'll get you better, I promise." Peanut blinked, clueless, and went back to sucking his fingers.

Freya sighed, got up, and went back to sweeping the street.

It wasn't until they were out of sight that Walter turned his car around and drove off.

The next morning, Quinn walked into the office and nearly jumped out of her skin. She checked her phone; it was eight in the morning.

Walter was in her chair, buried in a mountain of documents, typing away on the computer.

suspicious, and saw the screen filled with

was spitting out paper non-stop, with dozens of sheets already

Walter handed her the documents from the printer. "All the

took the documents, which were neatly annotated with file numbers and key points, just like her school

last night?" Quinn

working, Ms. Mellon, how about hooking me up with

so heartless," Walter

up with a dramatic flair, and gestured grandly.

his tone, her eyelids

the materials Walter had summarized. She skimmed through them, comparing the numbers, and found

needed to look at Walter's summary;

the documents on the desk, Walter explained, "I've labeled everything with numbers, and they match the summary file. I've also categorized them, so you won't mess up if you follow the order." Quinn glanced at the labels, surprised, suddenly realizing these folders didn't

the middle of each pile, indicating the categories, sorted by

Walter was damn good

He knocked and walked in