Love Unspoken

Chapter 1337

Freya strolled out of the pharmacy and stuck her hand out towards Walter.

Walter eyed her fingers, then her face. He was totally clueless about what she wanted this time. Freya said, "Eighty-five bucks, just give me eighty."

He just stared at her, not saying a word.

Freya, getting impatient, snapped, "You seriously won't even give me eighty bucks?"

That was her day's pay. Without Walter's two hundred grand, she had to pinch every penny.

Her brain was all about money; every thought was about cash.

She'd do anything to make money, even work at a nightclub. But they didn't want her.

She'd tried getting a job at a fancy nightclub before, but she couldn't even get past the bouncer.

She could get into the mid to low-end clubs, but they didn't want her 'cause she had a kid, or 'cause she'd given birth.

She couldn't go to the bottom-tier places 'cause the clients there were old dudes and low-wage workers, and the pay sucked. A hundred bucks a pop, with thirty bucks taken out, was a no-go for her. She'd rather sweep the streets. While she was lost in thought, Walter said, "I transferred it."

on Facebook. She tapped it and saw it was exactly eighty bucks, not a

leaving the Kennedy Group, being

sleeve and saw a

started to clot, but it was

didn't I just let the doc

already bought the supplies,

at him again, asking, "Any other

down his sleeve.

in her pocket, saving

go find Peanut now?"

the steps, Walter asked, "If we go straight to Getty, you think

should we do

"Wait," Walter said calmly.

won't be in danger, right?" Freya

ignored her and headed straight to the car. Freya quickly

the car, Walter drove them to the

get what he was up to but

impression at the police station before,