Love Unspoken

Landon's face turned slightly ugly when he heard this. But it quickly returned to normal.

Landon said, "I will definitely work hard for the Kennedy Group."

Sean quickly pulled a chair and placed it behind Alexander. Alexander sat back casually and observed the bandages wrapped around Landon. Alexander feigned surprise and asked, "Mr. Kennedy, what happened? Did something bite you?"

Landon also pretended to be ignorant. "Maybe it was a water snake. It was too dark, and I couldn't see clearly."

Alexander said, "It's lucky to survive without seeing clearly. You are really fortunate."

Landon said, "Thank you, Mr. Kennedy. I hope you said the same."

The two chatted casually as if nothing had happened, leaving Wayne standing awkwardly on the side for no reason.

Landon didn't expect this person to come directly to him. Now, his appearance was laid bare in front of Alexander, like meat on a cutting board.

Trying every means to harm others first, but ending up being laughed at by others.

Being embarrassed was secondary. The true fear was that if Alexander learned about Landon's current situation, he might be scheming something behind the scenes.

Moreover, there was no movement on what Getty had placed on him. It had most likely been discovered.

Wayne suddenly said, "Alexander, since you are here to see Mr. Kennedy, I will leave first."

Alexander nodded slightly, "Father, take care."

Wayne smiled, then turned and walked out. His face suddenly fell after he left the room.

Wayne looked at the bodyguard at the door. The latter lowered his head, not daring to speak.

"Come with me."

This was the captain of the bodyguards. Wayne must have something to tell him.

The captain had no choice but to follow Wayne to the corner of the stairs.

Wayne asked sternly, "What did I tell you?"

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The bodyguard looked embarrassed and hesitantly said, "But, Mr. Kennedy, he..."

"What, Mr. Kennedy! Are you listening to him or me? It seems like what I say doesn't matter anymore!" Wayne sneered. "I didn't know you were so eager to find your next boss."

The bodyguard felt a sense of bitterness in his heart. They were clearly all part of the same family, but it seemed like it didn't matter who they followed. He had no desire to seek out another master. He was even more puzzled by the father and son behaving like enemies.

This Mr. Kennedy was not as close to him as the other Mr. Kennedy inside.

"Aren't you and Mr. Kennedy's family?" Wayne pointed at him, his face red with anger, but he couldn't come up with a reason.

In the end, Wayne could only leave in frustration.

Orion took Quinn to an afternoon tea restaurant. Most restaurants were closed at this time, so they could only have some afternoon tea.

Orion ordered Quinn a cup of coffee, pizza, fried chicken wings, and other snacks, which happened to be Quinn's favorite foods. Quinn held the coffee in one hand and wore disposable gloves on the other, devouring chicken wings. "Slow down. no one is going to snatch it from you." Orion picked up a napkin to wipe her mouth.

While eating, Quinn glanced at Orion, puffed out her cheeks, and smiled at him.

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That was Quinn's current mindset.

She finished one serving but was still hungry. So Orion called the waiter for another serving.

Orion rested his chin on his hand, watching her absentmindedly.

It was obvious that Quinn was really hungry.

Orion hadn't known that for a long time before. Quinn hadn't been eating properly because she was constantly weighed down by worries, feeling depressed every day, and lacking any appetite. Now, it was different. Quinn's memory was blank. She didn't have to worry about anything, so naturally, her appetite improved.

Quinn had eaten a lot, finished two servings, and even drank coffee. She patted her belly and let out a contented burp, then flashed Orion an embarrassed smile.

Orion was amused by Quinn's behavior and called the waiter over to pay the bill.