Love Unspoken

"I ain't gonna see him," Quinn muttered, barely audible. She wasn't just dodging Alexander; if she could, she'd avoid Walter too.

She didn't wanna see any of 'em ever again.

"That's probably for the best. If I catch wind of you talking to him..."

Walter cut himself off. Given her state and all that went down, he swallowed the rest of his threat.

Quinn suddenly shot him a look. "You gonna turn out like him too?"

Before he could answer, she chuckled bitterly. "Nah, you two are cut from the same cloth."

Both of 'em were selfish and ruthless, ready to do whatever it took to get what they wanted. Lying there, she couldn't help but think how absurd it all was.

One minute, she felt guilty and indebted to Walter, even ready to die for him. Next thing she knew, he was in front of her, spilling the beans that it was all part of his plan.

She felt like a total fool, played by them from the start.

Walter's eyes flickered. He reached out, cupped Quinn's cheeks, and smiled. "Yeah, we're the same, but you and me, we're the closest. From now on, we'll live here peacefully, away from all that outside drama, just like when we were kids." Quinn blinked, taken aback. "Where even is this?"

"This is Las Veges. There's a prairie nearby. Once you're better, I'll take you to see it," Walter said.

Quinn was stunned again. Waking up here was the last thing she expected.

He picked this spot, like he wanted to live off the grid. Quinn looked at him, her expression a mix of confusion and suspicion.

'Did he really go through all that trouble, infiltrating the Kennedy family and battling Alexander, just to ditch everything and hide out here?' Quinn wondered.

But after all the lies Walter had fed her, she wasn't buying it just yet.Content rights belong to NôvelDrama.Org.

Walter let go of her and tucked her in again. "Get some rest."

With that, he got up and walked out.

The room fell silent. Quinn stared at the unfamiliar decor, a wave of indescribable sadness washing over her.

Outside, Walter found Landon waiting.

It was a standalone villa, no neighbors for miles, surrounded by grassland.

From a distance, the villa stood out like a sore thumb in the prairie.

As soon as he stepped out, the wind whipped his hair around.

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When Walter sat down, Landon finally spoke, "Quinn's awake. Guess it's time for me to bounce, huh?"

"Why didn't you bring her stuff back?" Walter asked.

Landon shrugged. "We left in such a rush. Who cares about personal junk? Alexander's got a bounty on my head. If he catches me, I'm toast." Walter rubbed the teacup with his fingers and sneered, "Personal junk? If Alexander gets his hands on that one thing, all my work goes down the drain."

Landon's eyelids twitched. "It's that serious?"

"What do you think?" Walter shot back.

Landon shrugged again. "Well, good luck with that. I did my part. You didn't give me a heads-up, so don't pin it on me. Hurry up with my new ID. You wanna hide out with Quinn here, but I ain't sticking around in this wasteland." A cold glint flashed in Landon's eyes behind his glasses. "Things between him and me ain't over yet."