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

flinch. "Not my

to pick up

stopped dead

going. When they pulled up to the police station, he shot Quinn a serious look. "You're not planning to throw me in

if he did, it would just prove he had something to hide. Walter had this weird,

a chair, looking totally wiped out. Quinn noticed

over Freya, and she slowly looked up to meet

smile. "It's been ages. Why do

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

more to herself, her eyes losing their

timid, innocent look in Quinn's eyes. Now,

used to be; she was a

tables had turned big time. Freya used to be the one looking

didn't even need to show any emotion to make Freya

as Walter strolled in. He walked over to her, his