Love Unspoken

Chapter 1478

"Abigail, just getting here to eat?" Oliver asked, glancing over at Elliot. "This guy looks familiar."

"Yeah, we just came from an art show and decided to grab a bite. What about you? Meeting a client?" Abigail replied.

Oliver nodded, still eyeing Elliot. Suddenly, it clicked. "Is he the one who was with you at the Savoy family thing last time?"

Last time at the Savoy family, Oliver had kept an eye on Abigail, worried she might stir up trouble, and he remembered who she was with. Abigail pulled Elliot closer, wrapping an arm around his shoulder. Elliot, being a bit taller, made the whole thing look a bit awkward. "Yeah, it's him," Abigail said, pointing at Elliot.

Oliver's smile widened at their closeness. "Boyfriend?" he asked.

Abigail was about to deny it but then changed her mind. "Yeah, isn't it obvious?"

Oliver nodded. "I can see that. You two seem to get along. How old are you?"

"24," Elliot answered.

Abigail turned to him. "Didn't you say 23 last time?"

Elliot chuckled. "In two months, I'll be 24."

Abigail looked back at Oliver. "So, what do you think of him?"

Oliver had already sized up Elliot a few times. "He's good, but there's quite an age gap between you two."

"Seriously? Isn't the gap between you and Natalia even bigger?" Abigail shot back.

Oliver sighed. "Alright, I won't bug you. Since you have a boyfriend now, bring him home sometime to meet Alvin, so he stops nagging me."

Since Oliver and Abigail had been close since they were kids, Alvin thought Oliver could convince Abigail to settle down.

"No problem, I'll bring him home tomorrow. Just have the food ready!" Abigail said.

I'll let Dad know,"

tell him.

said, heading

finally let go of Elliot. "Elliot, I

Elliot agreed without

treat you to dinner tonight as a thank

Alvin knew she had a boyfriend, he wouldn't push her to go on blind dates, at least for a while. And since Elliot was young, she could use the excuse of waiting until he was older to

Alexander

Sprout to sleep,

sat up on the bed, excitedly calling out, "Daddy,"

black suit, walked in,

"You're back," Quinn said.

nodded. "Yeah, why aren't

her. Sprout was about to fall asleep, but Brandy's excitement made his

Alexander, calling out,

reached

he had lost a

touch his cheek. "What's wrong with

to bed. I'll take a shower,"

on his feet.

but held back, continuing to coax Sprout to

climbed up, seemingly

It's late. Daddy's sleeping in the next room tonight. Let him rest, and we won't disturb him,"

head, processing her words, then obediently nodded and

trying to get him

sleepiness was gone, and she had to start over, taking about half an

Quinn turned off the light and

come back after his shower; he went to the

study door, knocked,