Love Unspoken

Chapter 1434 Quinn got to the door and rang the bell, but no one answered.

After waiting a bit, she tried again. Still no answer.

Abigail walked over. "They must be out. It's Christmas. Shouldn't Alexander be with his family?" Quinn thought about it and nodded. They always had family gatherings during the holidays.

However, the word "family" hit her hard, bringing her a pang of pain in heart. She turned and left the door.

Back at the villa, Abigail patted her on the shoulder. "Hey, I'm here to spend the holidays with you, right? We still have time; let's see what takeout we can get." Abigail flopped on the couch and checked for takeout. No luck.

Frustrated, she put down her phone. "I'll go see what you have to eat at home." She went to the kitchen, opened the fridge, and found it empty except for two packs of instant noodles in the pantry.

Looked like they were stuck with instant noodles for the night.

Quinn had no appetite; her mind was filled with Landon's words, especially the news about Alexander and her brother.

It was a lot to take in, and she hadn't confirmed any of it yet.

She held the instant noodles, took a bite, and sighed, putting them back on the table.

"What's wrong? Doesn't it taste good? There's nothing else to eat here, so just make do," Abigail said.

Quinn shook her head. "I'm not hungry." Abigail knew Quinn had something on her mind and looked at her worriedly for a while. But there wasn't much she could do.

She stopped eating and moved to sit next to Quinn. "What's really going on?" "Nothing, I just don't feel like eating. Don't worry about me. I'm fine," Quinn replied, forcing a smile at Abigail. "Really?" Abigail asked, not convinced.

"Of course," Quinn replied.

Abigail looked at her skeptically. After a while, seeing nothing unusual, she picked up her instant noodles again. "Alright then." Quinn sat for a while, then went upstairs with Sprout. "I'm going to make him sformula." Upstairs, Quinn gave the prepared formula to Sprout to drink by himself. She sat nearby, flipping through her messages.

Alexander hadn't replied. The last messages were all from her. She didn't know if Alexander had left her on read or if Kyle had given her the wrong number.

She sat for a while, then opened the camera and recorded a video.

She said, "Look, Sprout can drink his formula by himself now. When you were taking care of him, didn't he always spit it out? Now he's so well-behaved, and he's noticed I'm filming him." Sprout saw the phone, threw the bottle aside, and crawled over to grab it. Quinn raised her hand, keeping it out of his reach.

"Say 'mama,' and I'll give you the phone," she coaxed.

Sprout stretched out his hands but couldn't reach the phone. He even tried to stand up but failed, sitting back down halfway. He looked up, calling out continuously.

"You can't say it, so no phone for you." "Dada, dada." Quinn sighed. "This ungrateful little one, only knows 'dada,' never calls 'mama.' Your dad doesn't even care about you." Whether it was because of Quinn's words or not getting the phone, Sprout looked at Quinn, pouted, and started crying. Quinn was stunned for a moment and quickly handed him the phone. "Alright, here you go." Sprout grabbed the phone and angrily tossed it aside, still crying.

It seemed like he understood her words.

Quinn picked up the phone, ended the recording, and sent the video. She held Sprout, trying to comfort him. As she comforted him, she couldn't help but tear up, her tears falling uncontrollably.

Meanwhile, the Lynch mansion was bustling.

People were everywhere, both inside and outside the house. Swho hadn't seen each other in ages sat together chatting, and the entire mansion was brightly lit. After the dinner party, Alexander returned to the courtyard alone, not joining the others in their conversations.

He took out his phone and saw the video. His finger hovered over the screen but didn't open it.

After a moment, he turned off the phone screen and tossed the phone aside.

Someone knocked on the door outside, and Alexander got up to open it.

It was Zeke.

"Why are you hiding in here alone?" Zeke asked as he walked in.

"Not familiar with them. I can't join in," Alexander replied.

Zeke paused, looked back at him with a complex expression, and sighed worriedly.

"It's my fault," he said, feeling guilty.

Alexander remained silent.

Zeke found a chair and sat down. He asked casually, "Aron cto seethis morning. He said Luke is missing. Do you know about this?" Alexander frowned slightly. "Missing?" Zeke was a bit surprised by his reaction but quickly returned to normal. "I don't know either. That's what Aron said. I'm having people look into it. Aron only has one son. If he can't reach Luke, he will get anxious. I understand him. Who knows where Luke has gone? If Aron can't reach him soon, he might report it to the police." Zeke was subtly reminding Alexander not to make a big deal out of it.

Aron's influence was not to be underestimated. After so many years, he had connections in both the military and political circles. Moreover, he also had connections with forces abroad.

So if it really blew up, Zeke might not be able to suppress it.

The more famous one was, the more he needed evidence to act. If Arbn got hold of evidence, even Zeke E would be implicated. Of course, all of this was based on the premise that Luke was alive.

If Luke was dead, evidence wouldn't matter as much.

When they caught Alexander back then, Zeke never found any evidence. Alexander's own confession couldn't be used to charge him. Alexander said, "Well, I have something I want to show you.' " "What is it?" Zeke asked.

Alexander took out a USB drive and handed it to him.

Zeke took the USB drive and looked around the room. Alexander casually handed him a laptop.

He plugged in the USB drive and opened the file. A video popped up.

It was the video of Alexander visiting Luke that day. Luke opened the door, and the equipment in the room was all there. The folders in the equipment contained the files of Luke monitoring him.

Zeke's face grew darker as he watched.

After a while, he looked at Alexander. "So, the thing in your body has been removed?" "Yes," Alexander replied.

Zeke was silent for a long time.

Alexander watched him coldly, seeing his hesitation.

He had already guessed it, so there was nothing to be disappointed about.

Zeke, his father who usually talked about avenging him chose to remain silent after seeing the evidence.