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.

walk away, and just as he was about to vanish, she blurted out, "Freya's at the police

flinch. "Not my

want you to pick up Peanut,"

stopped dead in

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

I could've done that, you'd be rotting in a cell by now," Quinn said, unbuckling her seatbelt 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

chair, looking totally wiped out. Quinn noticed a few more gray hairs in

she slowly looked

a bitter smile. "It's been ages. Why do I feel like

for a second, then said, "People change after they've been through a

herself, her eyes losing their

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

girl she used to be; she was a full-grown

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

to show any emotion to make Freya feel

strolled in. He walked over to