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.

to vanish, she blurted out, "Freya's at

even flinch. "Not

you to pick up Peanut,"

dead

When they pulled up to the police station, he shot Quinn

and hopping out of the car. She wasn't worried about Walter bailing; if he did, it would just prove he had something to hide. Walter had this weird, unreadable smile on his face. He waited until Quinn was inside

was slumped in a chair, looking totally wiped out. Quinn noticed a few more

over Freya, and she slowly

bitter smile. "It's been ages. Why do I feel like I'm seeing Alexander in

said, "People change after they've been

to herself, her eyes losing their

timid, innocent look in Quinn's

wasn't the quiet girl she used to be; she was a full-grown

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

show any emotion to make

strolled in. He walked over to her, his eyes landing on