Love Unspoken

Chapter 1318

She hit the doorbell once, and when no one answered, she just kept on pressing it like a maniac.

After what felt like a million times, the door finally creaked open.

Walter showed up in that same old dark red getup, hair all over the place, looking more like a street artist than some fancy big shot.

Seeing Quinn, he smirked and leaned against the door frame like he owned the place. "Couldn't stay away, huh? Came to beg me to come back to the company?" he teased.

Quinn gave him a once-over and said, "Come with me. We gotta go somewhere."

"Where to?" Walter asked, raising an eyebrow.

"You'll find out when we get there," Quinn replied, all mysterious.

"Sounds like another one of your tricks. I'm not going," Walter scoffed and started to head back inside.

as he was about to vanish, she blurted out, "Freya's at the police station. They want you to pick

didn't even flinch.

you to pick

stopped dead

to the police station, he shot Quinn a serious look. "You're not planning

out of the car. She wasn't worried about Walter bailing; if he did, it

wiped out. Quinn noticed

and she slowly looked up

Why do I feel

then said, "People change

more to herself, her

innocent look in Quinn's eyes. Now, they were just calm

she used to be;

tables had turned big time. Freya used to be the one looking down on Quinn, but now, it was the other

any emotion to make Freya feel

Walter strolled in. He walked over to her,