Love Unspoken

Alexander regarded him with a steady gaze. "Is Dad aware?" he asked.

"If you have not received a call, it's likely he remains uninformed. However, that will change shortly," came the reply.

Unfazed, Alexander nodded. "Understood. You may return to your duties."

Walter hesitated, a question lingering on his lips. "Alexander, do you believe Freya's proposal holds any merit?"

His query was a thinly veiled attempt to gauge Alexander's intentions, a futile endeavor. Despite his best efforts, Walter found himself unable to decipher the true motives behind Alexander's impassive facade. Any rash action taken without a full understanding of the situation could easily ensnare him in one of Alexander's carefully laid traps.

A half-smile tugged at the corners of Alexander's mouth as he regarded Walter. "Walter, you're an intelligent man. Shouldn't you be able to discern the usefulness of her suggestion?"

Walter fell into a silence.

Alexander's words held a weighty significance as he spoke again. "You're overly anxious, brother-in-law."

His anxiety was telling.

A small chuckle escaped Walter. "Indeed, I suppose I'm just rattled after creating such a commotion."

"Very well, I'll take my leave now."

Once Walter had departed, the smile on Alexander's face faded. He began to peruse a file that lay open on his desk.

News of the stock market's sudden downturn spread like wildfire, dominating headlines and becoming the topic of every conversation. Even Quinn's phone buzzed with a push notification alerting her to the situation. Upon opening the alert, she was greeted by the plummeting stock chart of Land Enterprises. In just half a day, the company's shares had hit rock bottom.

Quinn was left perplexed, unable to comprehend what could have led to such a catastrophe for Land Enterprises.

Before her lunch break, a message from Alexander appeared on her screen, summoning her to the parking garage. Not daring to ignore it, she quickly shut down her computer and made her way to the elevator. Alexander was already waiting in his car, the headlights casting a soft glow in the dimly lit garage. Without a moment's hesitation, she approached the vehicle and slid into the passenger seat.

Engrossed in a phone call, Alexander spared her a brief glance before continuing his conversation, skillfully maneuvering the car out of its parking spot.

"We'll bide our time for a few more days," he said into the phone.

Upon hearing this, Quinn couldn't help but turn to look at him.

Unfazed, Alexander continued his call, his attention never wavering from the conversation. "We'll wait until it dips below the twenty-day moving average. That's when we'll swoop in and acquire the remaining shares." The voice on the other end expressed concern. "Isn't that a bit risky? If the stocks continue to plummet, Walter might catch on. We can't let him beat us to it."

Alexander responded with an air of nonchalance. "And wouldn't that be ideal? He can clean up the mess he's made with his own money, which wouldn't be a bad outcome for us."

"Now that I control Freya's shares, even if Walter manages to corner all the floating stock, he won't pose a threat to us."

A brief pause ensued, followed by laughter from the other end of the line. "You're always one step ahead, Alexander."

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"Understood."

After ending the call, Alexander pocketed his phone and leaned back in his seat, his arm resting casually behind his head as he steered the car with ease. Feeling her gaze on him, he glanced at Quinn. "What are you staring at?"

Quinn quickly averted her gaze, choosing instead to stare silently out the window.

Although she couldn't fully comprehend the details of Alexander's conversation, she could sense the underlying tension between him and Walter. Outside, the sky was a dull shade of gray, the threat of impending rain hanging heavy in the air.

The winter seemed to stretch on endlessly.