Love Unspoken

"Yes." Walter's gaze shifted. "You can't be clueless about what happened back then, right?" "Hmm..." Appara looked a bit puzzled.

Just by looking at Appara's reaction, Walter knew the situation and said in a deep voice, "It's okay; I'm not blaming you. I'm still investigating. Not just me, Alexander is coming this time, probably also investigating what happened back then. But what I can be sure of is, it's related to The Kennedys."

"How could that be?" Appara was skeptical. "The Mellons and The Kennedys have such a good relationship; several elders have been through thick and thin together for so many years, and they wouldn't do such a thing." "Who knows?" Walter's gaze swept over Quinn with a half-smile. "Looking at Alexander's attitude toward her, he must know some inside information."

Appara was very confused listening to this. After pondering for a while, he still didn't understand the key point. Not to mention Quinn, she didn't understand a single word.

She only understood Alexander.

Appara asked, "About Alexander..."

"You ask her." Walter turned his gaze to Quinn.

Appara turned her gaze to Quinn, too, hesitated for a while, and then called out, "Miss."

Quinn was stunned; she pointed at herself and then glanced at Walter as if asking if he was calling her.

With a cold smile at the corner of his mouth, Walter said, "Haven't you always wanted to go home?" He emphasized each word. "This is your home."

Quinn slowly widened her eyes; she turned her head and looked around; everything was in a mess. She didn't believe this place was her home.

Before Walter could say anything else, footsteps sounded again at the staircase.

They all fell silent, and Appara quietly retreated into the room, disappearing without a trace, like a ghost from a legend.

After a moment, a figure emerged from around the corner.

As expected, Walter's mouth curved up. It was none other than Alexander.

He was wearing a black overcoat, but inside, he had changed into a suit. Standing in such a dimly lit room, he seemed to blend in with the surroundings. Walter said, "You came so quickly?"

"If I hadn't come, how could I hear such an exciting conversation?" Alexander's expression was indifferent. In the dim light, his complexion looked no different from usual.

"These old matters-you know them better than I do why eavesdrop there?" Walter chuckled.

"Unfortunately, you were disappointed; you didn't hear any useful information."

Alexander said, "It's not entirely like that; at least your identity has been confirmed. What do you think?"

Walter's gaze flickered. Then he laughed. "What's so strange about that? Haven't you known it for a long time?"

If Alexander didn't know his identity, he wouldn't be so calm every time he took Quinn away.

Alexander said, "Knowing is one thing; confirming is another."

Walter asked, "So what?"

Alexander didn't answer Walter's "So what" but looked at Quinn. "Come here."

Lost in the world of this story? Make sure you're on Ne5s.org to catch every twist and turn. The next chapter awaits, exclusively on our site. Dive in now! Quinn fell silent, about to step forward, when Walter suddenly shouted, "Don't go."

Quinn stood still, momentarily caught in a dilemma.

Alexander's gaze darkened, and he looked up at Walter.

"Alexander, tell me the truth. Otherwise, you'll never take her away," said Walter.

Alexander stared at him for a long time before slowly uttering a few words. "I don't know."

Walter laughed, but it was a bitter laugh. "You don't know? If you don't know the truth, why did you treat her like this?"

This time, Alexander chose silence instead of speaking.

Walter said, "Anyway, she won't remember anything now; whether you say it or not, it doesn't make much difference, right?" Alexander sighed, his gaze shifting back and forth between them.