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.

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

even flinch. "Not my

you to pick up Peanut," Quinn

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

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

Quinn noticed a few more gray hairs in

she slowly looked up

Why do I feel like

a second, then said, "People

herself, her eyes

was the timid, innocent look in Quinn's eyes. Now, they

to be; she was a full-grown adult

one looking down on Quinn,

show any emotion

strolled in. He walked over