Love Unspoken

Alistair cursed inwardly, using his strength to push Alexander out.

His strength was indeed great, causing Alexander to take a step back.

But how could Alexander let him escape? He fiercely grabbed the back of Alistair's collar.

Several people ran over; and Alistair seemed genuinely anxious, using all his strength to charge toward Alexander.

Alexander's face changed as he was harshly slammed into the door by him, creating a loud noise.

Alistair managed to break free from Alexander's grip and quickly ran upstairs.

Just as Alexander was about to chase after him, he struggled to get up, then weakly leaned back, a pained expression on his face as he pressed his chest.

"Are you okay?!" The woman in the red dress who had just helped him looked worried.

Alexander didn't reply to her, instead clutching his abdomen and coughing up blood.

Seeing this, the woman urgently shouted. "Quick, call a doctor!"

Alexander closed his eyes for a moment, then pushed the woman aside and chased after Alistair.

The woman, both fearful and anxious, happened to encounter Hetastian; and she urgently told him. "The culprit is a fat man with a scar on his face; hurry and catch him!" Hetastian furrowed his brow and immediately led a group of people to pursue.

Alistair rushed back to the fifth floor in a panic, arriving at the cabin, grabbing a random person's glass on the table, and downing it in one gulp.

Landon could tell something was off with him at a glance and asked, "What did you do?"

Wiping his mouth, Alistair replied irritably, "I saw him enter the room, wanted to kill him, and almost succeeded!"

"Almost?" Landon's expression turned serious. "So, you didn't kill him."

Alistair shrugged. "Who knew he would grab that woman to shield himself? If those two women hadn't screamed and attracted Hetastian, that kid would've been done for."

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Landon rubbed his temples. "Why didn't you follow my orders?"

Alistair was displeased. "Just killing a person, right? I really didn't expect that kid to react so quickly."

If it weren't for that woman, he could have silently killed Alexander; and those people wouldn't have even found his shadow.

Now, being entangled with Alexander, others had seen him, and there was no escaping the charge of murder.

Landon asked, "Who is that woman?"

Alistair replied, "Don't know. Hopefully, she's not someone important."

Rubbing his temples, Landon sighed deeply. "Forget it. Are your men ready?"

Alistair said, "There's no need to worry. We have so many people. Besides, Hetastian can't possibly make trouble for us just for that woman."

Alistair and Hetastian were under the same leader, with Hetastian responsible for downstairs and him for this level. They weren't exactly friends, but they were definitely colleagues.

Just then, a group of people suddenly burst in through the entrance. Before the hired mercenaries on guard could react, the newcomers took them down.

"Are you okay?" Walter glanced at the man beside him.

At this moment, Alexander was pale, with bloodstains still at the corners of his mouth, and visibly weak.

"Find her first," Alexander said.

Walter couldn't be bothered with him anymore and led the group up to the fifth floor.

As soon as he reached the top, he saw many people in the cabin, each holding various weapons, standing together in an orderly fashion. Walter paused in his tracks.

His gaze swept over the group, landing on Alistair, who was at the forefront, and Landon in a suit.

Landon was also looking at him. Their eyes met, creating a faint air of awkwardness between them.