Love Unspoken

Quinn found herself standing alone, her mind a whirlwind of thoughts. It wasn't until the soft hum of the elevator filled the air that she was jolted back to reality.

Alexander was already halfway into the elevator.Without a moment's hesitation, she dashed after him, managing to slip into the elevator just as the doors were closing.

Alexander furrowed his brows at her sudden intrusion, his voice stern as he commanded, "Get out!"Quinn's breath hitched, her cheeks flushed with a mix of embarrassment and desperation.

She gestured towards him, "Ariel has moved away. I can't find her. You must know something. I beg you to tell me."Alexander's demeanor shifted abruptly.

He took a step towards her, an icy chill emanating from him that made the air in the elevator feel heavy.Instinctively, Quinn retreated, her back pressing against the cold metal of the elevator.

Despite the fear gnawing at her, she held his gaze.He reached out, his fingers cold against her chin, his voice devoid of any warmth. "I know, but must I tell you?"

Quinn felt as though she had been plunged into ice water.A bitter smile tugged at the corner of her mouth, the weight of her helplessness settling heavily on her shoulders. He knew, yet he had no intention of sharing the information with her. Quinn remained silent, her mind racing. After what felt like an eternity, she raised her hand and gestured, "Then how can you tell me?" Alexander released her chin, moving to stand by the elevator entrance. He glanced back at her, his voice echoing in the confined space, "Is Juliet really that important to you?"

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Without a moment's hesitation, Quinn nodded.Everyone she had ever cared for had left her. Now, she couldn't even find Juliet. She felt adrift, unsure of her purpose in this world.If she was left alone, trapped in a world of perpetual loneliness and darkness, she knew she wouldn't survive.As she nodded, any trace of emotion vanished from his eyes, replaced by a cold, detached stare.

The elevator doors slid open, and Alexander stepped out.Quinn followed him.Alexander paused, turning to look at her. "If you want me to tell you, there's a client tonight. You handle the reception and discuss this project, and then I'll tell you."Quinn's heart pounded in her chest as she met his unfamiliar gaze.She gestured, "How should I handle the reception?"

A mocking smile played at the corner of his mouth. "That's your problem. I only care about the result.""Well, Juliet is more important to you than your own life. You will find a way to win the project over."

Quinn could read between the lines, her heart sinking with the realization. He would only remember her desperate attempts to end her life, her pleas for a divorce.

He wouldn't understand why she had resorted to such drastic measures or why she had wanted a divorce. He would only think that it was all her fault.

He had pushed her into a corner, but in his eyes, it was all her fault. She was the unreasonable one. Quinn managed a bitter smile. Yes, people don't remember the ones they hurt; they only remember the ones who hurt them.Quinn didn't bother explaining.

She forced a smile, nodding in agreement. His laughter echoed around her, his voice filled with contempt and ridicule. He opened the car door, slid into the driver's seat, and drove away.Quinn watched as his car disappeared into the distance, the dust kicked up by the tires obscuring her vision. It wasn't until the car was out of sight that she came back to her senses.

She reached up to touch her cheek, surprised to find it wet with tears. Within five minutes, she received a message from Kyle containing the address and client information.Kyle hesitated before sending the message.Why would Quinn have to negotiate with the other party when Alexander had no intention of cooperating? And Chandler was a notorious pervert.