Love Unspoken

Understanding her intentions, Landon nudged the steak towards her. "Go ahead and eat."

Quinn's face lit up, and she didn't even bother with the knife and fork; she just dug in with her hands.

Her cheeks were a bit chubby, framed by the blonde hair on both sides, making her face appear even smaller.

In contrast, her eyes looked bigger, with long, curly lashes drooping as she focused on eating the steak.

It had to be said that anyone who looked at this face couldn't help but take a few more glances.

Landon hadn't looked closely before. It was the first time he had carefully examined this delicate and fragile doll-like face. No wonder Alexander was nervous.

He probably could understand the feeling of a little girl dressing up her doll.

Dressing it up the way he liked and then crushing it ruthlessly. Perhaps his gaze was too aggressive, making Quinn uncomfortable. She suddenly bit into the steak and looked up at Landon. Landon retracted those strange eyes and returned to normal. "Are you full?"

Quinn fell silent for a moment, swallowed the steak in her mouth, and left the remaining small piece on the plate, indicating with her actions that she was full.

Landon passed her the napkin from the table. "Wipe your mouth."

Quinn took the napkin and hastily wiped her mouth.

She hadn't forgotten why she was here; she dropped the napkin and signed. "Where's Alexander?"

Landon responded with some words. "I don't understand."

Quinn deflated, her shoulders drooping. She looked at Landon with resentment.

Landon stood up and waved to her. "Come here."

Quinn hesitated for a moment, then got up and walked over. If he took her to eat steak, Quinn thought he was a good person and would definitely help her find Alexander. He naturally embraced her petite body and took her upstairs.

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At the hotel. "Mr. Kennedy, I found out that the person took Quinn to the West Coast pier and boarded a cruise ship to Thailand."

Alexander stood by the window holding his phone, looking out at the sea ahead. He was silent for a moment before asking, "When does it depart?"

"It's leaving in half an hour; it's definitely too late to get there now."

Without waiting for the other person to finish, Alexander hung up the phone, grabbed his coat, and strode out quickly.

After leaving the hotel, he called Walter, and simply said, "Ask some people to the west coast pier."

After that, he dropped the phone, stepped on the gas pedal, and headed straight for the west coast pier.

Walter looked at the disconnected phone and paused.

The old man sitting across from him asked, "Did he find Quinn?"

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Walter nodded. "Dorian Everhart might need to borrow some people from you. That kid, I don't know what he's up to taking Quinn on a cruise."

The old man stroked his beard and nodded. "No problem. Do you need me to intercept the cruise ship?"

Walter replied, "No need. Since you've retired, there's no need to get involved in these matters anymore. Just lend me the person."

Dorian said, "If you need anything, call me anytime."

Walter's expression softened; and he glanced at the old man again. "Okay."

The old man wasn't that old; he was just in his fifties and wearing a long black coat.

When Walter escaped from Sylvadora, changed his name, and started anew, it was all thanks to this old man's help.

For so many years, he had never used the old man's connections; this was the first time.

And it was all for that damn mute girl!

Walter immediately stood up, nodded slightly to the old man, then turned and walked out.