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."

phone, and saw a notification on Facebook. She tapped it and saw it

doing too hot after leaving the Kennedy Group, being so tight

the steps outside the pharmacy. Freya rolled up his sleeve and saw a long cut on his

blood had started to clot, but it

thought, 'Why didn't I just let the

since she already bought the supplies, asking

looked at him

down his

the leftover items in her

find Peanut now?" she

steps, Walter asked, "If we

we do

"Wait," Walter said calmly.

Peanut won't be in danger, right?"

headed straight to the

in the car, Walter drove them to the

up to

police station before, so as soon as they arrived,