Love Unspoken

Despite the man's embarrassment, Alexander's composure was remarkable. He casually used only one hand, with the other hand in his pocket, to grab the man's neck, as if he were not exerting force but rather standing by the railing, enjoying the view.

Kyle was scared to death when he saw this, silently mocking this unlucky guy who happened to run into Mr. Kennedy at his worst moment.

"Daddy!" A five or six-year-old girl rushed forward, grabbing Alexander's coat, crying and begging Alexander to let go of her dad.

The woman also cried out, "I'm sorry, it's our fault. Please release him! It will be disastrous!"

Despite Alexander's seemingly indifferent demeanor, his grasp was firm. The man's face began to transition from red to purple, and his eyes were on the verge of rolling back. If the man's grip on the railing were to loosen, he would undoubtedly plummet off the cliff and shatter into pieces.

"Daddy, let go of my dad..." The young girl swung Alexander's coat with one hand while wiping her tears with the other, appearing both fierce and pitiful at the same time.

Alexander looked down at the little girl, his expression momentarily dazed.

Kyle stepped out of the car and whispered, "Mr. Kennedy, let's not waste time. Let's not deal with those people. If we're late, Mrs. Kennedy might have already arrived at Orion's place!" Alexander suddenly looked at him, his eyes as sharp as knives.

Kyle shrank his neck and dared not speak.

Fortunately, Alexander let go of the man. "Consider yourself lucky."

The man suddenly sat on the ground, breathing heavily and coughing desperately.

His daughter went up to hug him and cried bitterly. The family of three squatted on the ground, crying heartbreakingly.

Those who were considering causing trouble quickly abandoned the idea. Confronting such a volatile individual, who would dare to provoke him?

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The man never expected this person to be so crazy. Having narrowly escaped death, his heart was about to jump out of his chest.

Alexander glanced at the little girl on the ground again, then turned and got into the car.

Kyle didn't dare delay any longer and drove the car away. Orion and the others were probably about to get out of the car by now.

Orion had reached the parking lot outside the mansion and was surprised to see it nearly full. He parked the car, assisted Quinn out, and planned to purchase new clothes for her to change into. Quinn followed him, looking around curiously. There were so many things to eat and play with here.

She held Orion's hand and pointed to the shining bunny headband over there.

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Orion wasted no time in buying whatever Quinn desired. He bought the bunny headband and placed it on Quinn's head to match her bunny pajamas, creating an adorable look.

Quinn made a scissor hand gesture by her ear, asking Orion to take a picture of her.

Orion chuckled, took out his phone, and snapped a picture of her.

He gently pulled her along, urging her to continue moving. Quinn's eyes were fixed on a hat, gloves, a scarf, and various quirky knick-knacks. Before long, Orion found himself carrying an assortment of small items. As they moved along, they also purchased dolls, marshmallows, and even a bubble machine.

Orion wiped the sweat off his forehead. Indeed, children's minds were simple, and all the things they bought were what children liked.

After buying all the way, they finally arrived at the clothing store. Orion put all the things on the sofa in the store and went to pick out clothes for Quinn.

When Orion stood up, two children quickly approached and started taking things from the sofa. Seeing this, Quinn frowned unhappily and rushed over to retrieve the items from the children.

Despite her efforts, the children refused to give them back. In the ensuing struggle, one of the children angrily bit Quinn's wrist.