Love Unspoken

"If you need anything, just let us know," Ms. Miller offered, her head bobbing in a nod of reassurance.

Quinn reciprocated the gesture, her acknowledgement silent but clear.

They each settled into their respective spots, their eyes, however, remained tethered to Quinn. Prior to their arrival, they had been explicitly instructed that their actions were of little consequence, but it was important to keep an eye on Quinn. They were to accompany her at all times, even when she sought the privacy of the bathroom, they were to knock after a while.

They couldn't quite comprehend the reason behind it, but they couldn't shake off the feeling that Alexander was being overly protective of his wife.

This was merely the beginning. As the afternoon rolled in, Sean made his appearance.

He was accompanied by a large entourage, bustling with activity, both within and outside the house, as they busied themselves installing surveillance cameras.

Except for the bedroom and bathroom, virtually every nook and cranny was rigged with cameras.

Quinn felt as though she had been thrust into a prison.

She spent the entire day observing the installation crew as they moved in and out, trailed by two dogs that left muddy paw prints scattered across the house.

In stark contrast, the two nannies seemed to be in high spirits, cheerfully scrubbing away the dirt with their cleaning cloths.

As Quinn took in the peculiar scene, she was struck by a sense of absurdity.

Elsewhere, Freya was embroiled in a court hearing. Despite the lawyers' best efforts to argue their cases, they failed to reach a consensus, necessitating another court hearing.

As she was escorted out, Freya's gaze landed on Walter, seated amongst the spectators.

Her pupils dilated instantly, her gaze locked onto Walter, who remained unruffled, a serene smile playing on his lips.

His eyes met hers, and a shiver ran down her spine.

A cocktail of excitement and fury coursed through her veins.

He had betrayed her, abandoned her, and yet, he had the audacity to show up here. Freya trembled with rage, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably.

Several times, she nearly broke free, the urge to confront Walter, to demand an explanation for his betrayal, overwhelming her.

She had loved him deeply, trusted him implicitly, only to be shattered by the very person she held dearest. The pain and hatred that consumed her were beyond her comprehension. Freya even contemplated confessing her guilt at the subsequent hearing, if only to expose Walter and ensure he shared her misery!

The venom in her gaze was unmistakable, and Xavier, preparing to depart, took notice.

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Following her line of sight, Xavier's gaze fell on Walter.

Suddenly, he was reminded of the anonymous tip-off about the robbers' location.

As they prepared to leave, Xavier called out to Walter.

"Walter."

Walter paused, turning to face Xavier, a familiar smile gracing his features.

"Why, it's you, brother-in-law. It's been a while," Walter greeted.

Without mincing words, Xavier asked, "Was it you?"

Feigning ignorance, Walter responded, "What are you referring to?"

Xavier shot him a meaningful glance before replying, "Nothing. I'm just curious."

Walter chuckled lightly. "Curiosity can be a dangerous trait. It might come back to bite you."

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Xavier offered a noncommittal smile. "Walter, you're a father too. I presume you understand my sentiments."

"Yes...I wish I could, but unfortunately, I can't. After all, my son is still alive," Walter replied.

The comment hit a nerve, and Xavier's expression darkened.

However, it served as a stark reminder to Xavier that if he failed to apprehend the mastermind behind this, he wouldn't hesitate to exact revenge, even if it meant causing them to lose their loved ones. Walter picked up on his reaction and quickly added, "Brother-in-law, don't take offense. I'm a straight shooter, not good at offering consolation.

"But I understand your grief. All I can suggest is that you try to be more forgiving. But don't harm the one Oliver loves, otherwise, you'll find yourself without any allies.

"And...she is a public figure now, and she's very famous."

Walter left no room for doubt as to whom he was referring.

very famous

The one Oliver loved and the public figure.

Could it be anyone other than Getty?